Big Big Dreams Novels & Stories

"Yes! I'm dreaming and I've been here for almost two days. I slept fine thinking I was going to wake up in my real life, but I am still dreaming. I find Tessa and Pearl here as handmaidens. strange. My father is a King, My mother is dead, and you... a Prince. It is very frustrating, I miss my Mom my friends, my life, and I don't know what that story of a stupid Diamond is supposed to mean to me!" She panted breathlessly, after pouring out the load in her heart. Dexter's mouth hung open in astonishment. "You are right, I won't understand." Ruby put her hands back on the rail and hung her shoulders in disappointment, at herself. Expecting someone in her dream would understand what it was like

Neon City, where people are always busy. Working in the day, having fun at night. Goldstone is where business mixed with pleasure. The tall buildings in the city center were something Charlie has never seen before, not in Bluebridge. Everyone traveled by motor vehicles, wide roads, street lights on every junction and corners. Giant billboards hung up in front and on top of buildings, showing familiar faces she'd seen in movies and televisions. The moment they arrived, they were greeted by the hustles and bustles of the city.

_______ Same day at the morning, My Dreamland shattered down from the sound of my alarm , rubbing the remaining sleep away from my eyes. I hurriedly went to shower. Today is a big day for me, after studying my ass off I finally got admission in my favorite University. 'Bayside university' is one of the best in my city. It is famous for two things, First,For its good education and second, for its bratty rich students.

"I want to become a big pop star. I want to get to a point where people will hear the name, 'Paige Lawson,' and be like, 'yes, I know her, she's such a good singer." As she spoke, Paige chuckled, "Well, my dream seems really big, but once I get to that stage and receive the superstar music award, I will have achieved my dream." "Then it will happen, Paige. I promise you," Zach said to her. "It might happen in a month, six months, one year, or even more but it will happen.

Wiping tears from his eyes, Nurul Islam said, "Because I was able to change, I have so much peace today." That night, as Abrar went to sleep, he asked Raisa, "Mother, is my dream very small?" Raisa stroked her son's hair. "Dreams are not big or small, my son. Dreams are meant to come true. You dream of bringing smiles to people's faces. That is not a small dream." Abrar closed his eyes. He dreamed that one day he would open a big shop. Dada would sit beside him and drink tea. Father would rush over after finishing his legal work. Mother would sip tea while writing her books. That was his dream.

The teacher snaps at us. “Sorry, sir,” we apologize in unison, straightening in our seats and face forward, but I can’t focus on class. My mind is racing. Josh and Kiara? The thing is, I always sort of thought they’d make a good couple. Except that now that it is a possibility, I don’t like the idea anymore. I don’t want my Big Daddy dating anyone. It’s not really fair, I guess. I will have to get used to the idea at some point. But I don’t like it.

Y one final time whether we could meet. He refused again, saying he was busy with work and maybe another time. I steeled myself and sent the message I had prepared. "Darling, if we can't meet and I can't even hug or kiss you, we should just break up." I blocked him without a second thought. After the breakup, no one lulled me to sleep at night. My sleep deteriorated sharply, and the nightmares came one after another. In my dreams, a secretary led me to his office. I pushed open the heavy door alone and found nothing but darkness.

I laughed softly at how grand it sounded out loud, but it felt real—those dreams had kept me going through the mess of my family, through the uncertainty before Reese. “I’ve got big dreams, Sav. And a baby doesn’t fit into any of this. At least not now or even in the next decade.” The smile on her face was gentle, the kind that said she had a thousand more thoughts but was choosing to hold most of them back. “Okay. If you say so.” “Stop, Sav. Don’t jinx this for me.” I narrowed my eyes at her, but it was all play. “I don’t like that look.”

"Hey, isn't your Millie getting promoted again? She's making two million a year now. That's incredible!" "Oh, please. It's nothing compared to your wife. She got her master's degree abroad and is currently employed at a state-owned enterprise." It was Ryan's old classmates, aggressively sizing each other up. Standing out in the hallway listening to them, I found the whole display completely meaningless. Suddenly, someone turned the conversation toward Ryan, their tone dripping with subtle mockery. "Ryan, what happened to that wife of yours? You know, the one who dropped out of school to work for you? Why isn't she here tonight?"

—she uses the fictional names as if this isn’t exactly our story—“then I see Daisy realizing that she has a lot of big dreams she wants to come true, but her biggest dream was always Wade.” I swallow because I remember my mom saying a line almost exactly like that one. It isn’t lost on me.