Basketball Dream Novels & Stories

She took in his perfect figure, he has a rare grey hair like milk color, his face was well refined and his lips looked awesome. ”Really?” She raised her brows. ”Totally, but won't it be awkward, there are no females in the team?” He asked and walked closer to her in amazing steps like a model. ”No, ” She laughed. ”Yeah, I love your dress” He complemented and walked out. She smiled with a gleeful heart, one of her dreams is going to come true. Ever since she was young, she has always loved basketball but her father restricted her. Arriving at her dorm, she noticed some black boot on the tiled floor, furthering, is a pink bra on the couch.

Raymond, grim-faced, pushed aside anyone who tried to stop him and led Melanie to the hospital. He knelt before the lifeless Bethany. "Mom, don't worry about Melanie. I'll take good care of her and make her the happiest woman in the world. As long as I'm alive, I'll make sure neither you nor Melanie suffers." It would seem that the promises he made were only good for seven years. Feeling like a chunk of her heart had been ripped out, Melanie opened her mouth to say something, but the tears came first. So this was what being in agony felt like.

A small, stupid hope whispered that maybe he wasn't online, and that maybe this obsession was just mine to carry. The screen refreshed. And there he was. Top of the list. Verified. Every inch of him was exactly as magnetic as memory made him. @lloyd.Luxen, 200k followers, athlete, basketball highlight reels, a grin that screamed I know I'm trouble. His bio read: 🏀 "Not everything needs to be figured out." Of course it didn't. Guys like him never had to figure things out, the world just bent to their rhythm. The first photo stopped me cold, him mid-air, jersey clinging, and the entire court blurred beneath his leap. The next was a grin, with his teeth flashing, and arms spread as if he owned

to say that in a sarcastic tone, he had to hold himself after all he was the one who bumped on the poor boy. "I'm inviting you to play basketball with us this evening. Thevenue is a basketball court on the other side of campus very close to the Halls of residence," the student said. Basketball is one sport that Audrey has never imagined himself playing he was often told that he has the heights for basket va, if he could consider trying it out but never for once did he go to the court with his father and brother whenever they went he felt the game was too boring he often preferred playing soccer to it , Derrick on the other hand was big fan of basketball, he has literally watched almost all

The rush of the boost was going to amplify my dreams tonight, and I couldn't wait. Lying on the ground next to my bed was my modem. I reached down and pulled the thin wire that connected the device to my head. It was amazed at how fast I was moving, driven by the promise that these would be the best dreams that I'd had in about a week. I missed Paige. I felt around to the back of my skull and plugged the cord into my tether port. I felt it click, and twisted it to the lock position. Rolling over and laying my head down to the pillow, I engaged Paige.

He sat beside me and threw a sandwich to my lap "For you, I was looking for you but you're here" "Why are you looking for me?" I asked "We're friends right? Besides, I like hanging out with you more than with them. I can be myself" He said as he leaned to the tree "It's better to be yourself than be someone else to fit yourself in with them" "Yeah but what can I say? I need them to get into the basketball team. It's my dream" "You know you should go for it. Prove your parents that you can be a basketball player. It's not too late"

After teaching their last lesson, the man clapped his hands together, excited about how to make a cheesy topic and spoke to the crowd, " So who is joining in this year's basketball team?" Viona watched as a number of hands lifted up in the air at once. Alaric leant beside her ears to whisper something lowly, " Do you like Basketball ball?" Viona held the urge of whining herself at his voice. Her eyes twinkled in excitement as she made an abrupt statement, " Well..I would love to..But I don't know how to play like a professional." A tenderness flooded through Alaric's expression. He smiled gleefully and offered after a deep thought,

“I dream to become a successful woman. Not for any profession but a woman who got a high-paying job that can buy anything she wants” “That’s a huge dream” “Most people thing it’s huge but someone told me, if you dream, make it big. And there is a quote saying, if your dream doesn’t scare you, it’s too small by Richard Branson. Which is true, I know I’m just a kid for now. But I know I can do that when the time comes. Professionals starts from a kid, right?” “Well said, Miana. I hope you can achieve your dream in no time”

She answered. “How come you don’t have a choice?” I asked her. “Mom got me into a scholarship there since she knew it’s my long-time dream to be in Paris.” She answered. “Where’s the Jaiden spirit?” Connor asked. “Think of it this way.” Connor said. “Remember the times you told us about how you dreamed of waking up there, finding your lover there, etc.” He added. “Take it as an opportunity.” “Connor’s right.” I agreed. “Who knows when you will achieve that dream.” I said. “Always remember that we’re here for you.”

After training, I stormed off the court, pissed as hell. Sweat was still running down my face, but it wasn’t from playing, it was from sitting on the damn bench the whole time. I didn’t even get a chance to step onto the court, not even for the last five minutes. Basketball was supposed to be my future, but right now, it felt like it was slipping out of my hands. My uncle kept drilling it into my head that he wanted me to be a doctor. That was his dream, not mine. I never cared about needles or textbooks or white coats.