Dreams That Continue Where They Left Off Novels & Stories

Connie Reid doesn't date athletes. She doesn't talk about her past. And she definitely doesn't play hockey anymore. She built her new life at Crestfield University carefully — warm smile, sharp instincts, a matchmaking reputation that keeps everyone else's love lives running smoothly while her own heart stays locked away. It works perfectly. Until the university board decides her skills belong to them. The deal is simple and non-negotiable: fake a relationship with Kyrian Maddox — Crestfield's most controversial hockey recruit — on a live reality dating show, or watch her most painful secret broadcast to every student on campus. Kyrian Maddox doesn't explain himself to anyone. He arrived at Crestfield already carrying a scandal he didn't cause and a reputation he can't escape. The PR arrangement forced on him is just another thing he has no choice but to endure. The girl they've paired him with is warm, clever and reads people like open books. He finds that deeply suspicious. Off camera they're strangers who tolerate each other in cold silence. On camera they're convincing enough to trend. But the longer they share a house, an ice rink and the weight of secrets neither will speak aloud, the harder it becomes to remember where the performance ends. Then the boy who destroyed Connie's life walks into the show house smiling like no time has passed. And everything she buried starts clawing its way back to the surface. Kyrian notices the shift in her before she can hide it. What he doesn't know yet is that protecting her might cost him everything he came to Crestfield to rebuild. Some performances become real. Some secrets refuse to stay buried. And some people are worth burning everything down for.

Zara Cole comes home for her birthday weekend and finds her brother Marcus’s best friend, Damon, staying at the house. Nothing new. She’s always managed to keep her feelings buried. Then a blizzard hits. Marcus gets stranded away. Camille and Ryan can’t make it through. Three days. Just the two of them. Completely alone. What starts as tension slowly becomes something neither of them can control — honest conversations, stolen touches, and a connection that burns through every reason they have to stay away from each other. But the snow melts. Marcus comes back. Their partners return. And suddenly Zara and Daman are standing in the middle of something real, something undeniable, completely surrounded by everyone they’d hurt if the truth came out. The story follows what happens after, the guilt, the secrets, the obsession, the consequences. Marcus will eventually find out. Ryan will eventually see it. Camille already suspects more than she lets on. It’s a story about two people who know better, choose each other anyway, and have to live with every single thing that costs them.

By the time I return home from a business trip, it is past midnight. However, my wife, Celeste Beaumont, isn't home. A man's shirt that isn't mine is lying on the couch. When I call her, she tells me that she's working late at the office. "Whose shirt is it on the couch?" I ask, cutting straight to the point. She playfully scolds, "Who else would it be? It's a gift for you, so hurry up and try it on." I skeptically put it on and immediately feel how tight and uncomfortable it is across my shoulders. "This is an L, babe. I've always worn XL." Celeste runs a clothing company. She's the one who handles all my clothes and even uses my body measurements for her menswear line. There's no way she doesn't know my size. The line goes quiet for half a second before she thoughtfully says, "It's from my new menswear collection. "I had pieces custom-made for you and Felix, so I must've grabbed the wrong piece. I'll swap it tomorrow." A beat later, her voice carries a little sob as she continues, "Babe, I've been so exhausted without you these past few days. I've missed you so much…" It's past midnight. As I listen to the undeniable weariness beneath her affectionate, playful words, my heart aches in distress. I can't help chiding myself for overthinking. However, after hanging up, realization hits me. Her brother, Felix Beaumont, and I are about the same build. He's always worn XL.

Andre has his demons, one of which is a side of him he never knew existed. Even as cruel as he could be to kill his Exes, he would swear on the life of his mother, he had nothing to do with Becky's death.Secret desires uncover as more truth about Becky and many other girls revealed. but one question is left unanswered,Who killed Becky?

Have you ever had a dream of someone that you've never met before and instantly fall in love with them, and it is so strong that when you wake up you feel that person's presence? Meet Charles Spielberg, the prime minister's son, renowned for being princely handsome and mostly loved by all the girls in Iceland. After experiencing a break up, Charles's heart hankered for a redheaded girl who emerges in his dreams every time he sleeps. He entails to believe she exits, and pulls up his valour to seek for her. Meet Sheila Lovatta, the optimistic poor girl who seemed to appear in Charles's dream without her knowing. She dreams of becoming one day an Elite. But what she doesn't know is that her brother is keeping a one million dollar secret that will change her life forever. (It's a world between the poor and the rich; a world where the rich can have everything they need, and the poor wanting what the rich have but can't have it, because they are considered forever as slaves to the Elites.

Gaia spends her nights lost in ecstasy within a world she doesn't believe exists, alongside her gorgeous vampire master, Sebastian. But reality comes crashing down around her when Sebastian reveals the truth; their months together have been anything but faded dreams.Faced with the revelation of a lifetime, Gaia wonders if she can trust in Sebastian’s declaration of love, and the love she feels in her traitorous heart. Meanwhile, with the growing need to keep Gaia safe from the horrors threatening his kind, Sebastian attempts to deny his heart's desires before it's too late.Yet a force beyond their control binds them, and Sebastian’s denial has far-reaching consequences.When fantasy and reality blur, will Sebastian and Gaia escape with their sanity and lives intact?Read Faded Dreams today, and get lost in the heat and danger lurking inside.

This is Book #2 of Shiver, please read the first one before going into this book, it would help you to experience it better. Thank you. Charlene Ludlow had always wanted to leave the small town of Bluebridge for a big city. She finally had the courage to visit Goldstone for the summer of 1998. What was supposed to be a summer vacation turned into an altering long term plan which will change the course of her life. Tommy's dream to try his luck in the film industry had brought the couple to enter a lifestyle they knew nothing of. Young and inexperienced, they were caught in the web of deceit of the most influential people in the industry. As their relationship suffered the strain of the Neon Dreams, they found themselves stuck between a rock and a hard place and fighting their way to get out.

Female lead is a teacher at local school and finds herself helping a student, to only be in the wrong place at the right time. A Vampire who is in a mundane and ugly world gets caught up by helping a strangers and falling in love. He feels this is not possible and he has to convince her he is truly in love with her.

After her father's kingdom was overtaken in a ferocious battle, the Alpha Jacob decided to commit the ultimate sin by selling a princess to keep her hidden so he could make her his future Luna. He sold Alpha Princess Fallon to the innkeeper of Xenon, hoping to keep their bloodline from ever returning to power unless she was by his side. What will happen when all his plans get faltered by one greedy mistake?

Seven years I spent with Jason Shaw, but I never got a ring. Rather, all I received was an invitation to another person's wedding. That day, as a wedding planner, I was at the rehearsal, making last-minute adjustments. Looking up, I saw the man whom I waited every day to reply to my messages, walking down the aisle, arm in arm with another bride. "Her boyfriend had something urgent come up, so I'm filling in for him," he said, standing straight, his tone light, a small smile on his lips. But his eyes couldn't hide the hurt, like a child who lost his favorite toy. As if that wasn't enough, he told me to hand over my wedding plan. He patted me on the shoulder, saying sincerely, "There's no rush for us. We've got plenty of time. I promise I'll give you an even better wedding. Just help me out this time. It's not like I'm not going to marry you." He didn't know that I had revised the wedding plan hundreds of times, even counted and recounted the bouquets seven times. To me, it wasn't mere work—it was a dream I held for five long years. I didn't argue anymore, just quietly stepped aside. Later, I lay alone in a hospital bed, listening to the rain tapping against the window from outside. I counted each drop as the hours slipped through my fingers. Perhaps those who worked so hard to create happiness for others had lost the right to their own happiness.