Dream Crushed Novels & Stories

~Dante~ I groaned as my hangover pressed against my skin and skull. My hand is resting on what seems to be an ass. I fought the urge to open my eyes as I remembered shit. What the fuck did I get myself into today? My heart pounded in my chest as I recalled that I was drinking and that Candice was at the same bar. I really can’t end up with Candice. If I ever fucked her, I might as well die.

My resolves breaks into fragments of dusts. Goddess help me because I am totally fucked. -----

To somehow feel you are good at something, especially if it is something you just learned. Kavinsky's smiles, Kavinsky's words, his face, his sea blue eyes. Everything, just everything about him kept lingering in Kaylee's head. She smiled at it and gradually, it turned into a whimpering. She grabbed the pillow and shouted into it as she cried in agony and frustration. This is not how she pictured her life to be. She didn't deserve anything good. She does not deserve Kavinsky, she does not deserve joy. She doesn't deserve any of this!

A dance won't hurt right. I nodded. He grabbed my hand and we started dance. It was a music where people have to grind on each other. I danced like i've never danced before. I felt someone's eyes burning holes into my soul, but I ignored it and continue to dance with the guy. That night I broke my promises to never drink alcohol. But I drank like I never drank before. I don't know how we manage to come home save. But thank God we did. ___________ Hope you liked it!!

22 "No, there's not an inch that I've not seen or tasted, so stop behaving like a moron and hurry up," "Eeeks,"she felt like screaming and hitting him . " The day you entered my life, my life has turned upside down. I'm certainly going to leave the job. I want peace and happiness."

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰’𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈,𝑪𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈,𝑺𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑰’𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒆𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒚, 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎. 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅,𝑷𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈,𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰𝒕’𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆.

Slowly I made myself settled. It's not my first time doing it as I was in cheerleading before. But it was indeed my first time to deal with those crappie bitches. The match was finished and DJ's team won. I took a breath of relief as those bitches will rush to lick up to their boyfriends leaving my delicate frame alone. But as I guessed, the one on my right side moved her shoulder. It was a desperate move and I knew what it would end on. I tripped and closed my eyes.

Camille asked me so I followed what she pointed to and saw the dumb man smiling while holding a woman by the waist, I think this is what Drake, his ex, was saying. "I don't know? Maybe that's one of his flings." I said. "She's not pretty though, I didn't know that Kevyn's taste has changed." I laughed because of Camille's comment. Later, the fool came to us with the woman. "Oh hi Kevyn." Camille greeted him. "Hi Camille, how are you?" he asked more. "I'm still pretty, I didn't know you and Ash were already broke up." "A month ago, but we haven't talked properly, you know that's too bitter."

“Sweetheart, I must go now. There is something that must be done. You should sleep now. I won’t be long “Yes, I know, but I don’t like it. You are going to your death, and I know I can’t stop you, my love.” Edwin grabbed his hand and began tracing the scar on his palm. He remembered the night Daniel gave it to him. Daniel had entered Edwin’s dream one night that Emma was away, and they fought. Sometimes the scar burned with pain that took away his breath away.