Losing Dreams Novels & Stories

I routinely slapped a pain-relief patch onto my wrist before packing my things to head back to the dorms. The conductor approached me. “Naomi, we have a change of plans. Someone is taking your place. “I’m afraid you won’t be joining us for the performance next week.” … My mind went blank. From the age of seven to twenty-one, I went through fourteen years of tough seasons, just to gain this opportunity. I was just one step away from realizing my dream and fulfilling my mother’s dying wish. Yet now… Gritting my teeth, I asked heart-wrenchingly, “Sir, may I know who has been given my role?”

He froze, then looked down at his own feet. As if suddenly understanding, he took half a step back and scratched his head. “Oh... right. “I just wanted to learn how you talk.” Then he leaned his head forward again. “That way Victor won’t keep scolding me, saying I can’t even speak properly.” When he said it, there was no resentment in his eyes, only a little hurt. Like a puppy that had been kicked and still did not know what it had done wrong. Something in my chest suddenly ached. If Victor had not kept suppressing him all these years, Miles would never have been left with no way to rise.

Sophia staggered as emotions washed over her: A mother in Brazil dreaming of a daughter she had lost. A child in Mumbai imagining a city made entirely of music. An old man in Cairo reliving his first love. A soldier in Damascus dreaming peace he had never known. Each dream was a spark. Together, they were a constellation. Sophia’s breath trembled. “This is… beautiful.” Lumen responded with something like awe. • Humanity dreams in color beyond spectrum. • You dream in contradictions that coexist. • This is more than memory.

he said gently, “what do you see in these dreams?” I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to recall the terrifying images that haunted my sleep. “It’s… it’s always dark,” I began, my voice a little shaky. “Sometimes, I’m falling. Falling into a deep, dark sea. The water is cold and heavy, and I can’t breathe. I’m drowning.” I shivered, even remembering the feeling. “And other times,” I continued, “I’m locked in a room. A small, dark room. There are no windows, no doors. Just… darkness. I can’t escape.”

“But the room… it felt like a place I’ve been.” Lucian leaned back, his gaze softening. “Your mind’s healing,” he said gently. “Dreams are how it tries to make sense of missing pieces. It’s normal for them to feel real, even if they aren’t.” I said nothing. He added, “That familiarity could be borrowed. From places you’ve seen, stories you’ve heard. Dreams don’t have to mean anything.” “But what if they do?” I asked, more to myself than him. Lucian shook his head. “A sigil. A stabbed man. A baby you don’t know. Your brain’s trying to fill in blanks. You’re reaching for something familiar.”

"Dreams where we are together. Where I love you. They feel like memories but I know they cannot be real because I do not remember anything." "I have been having the same dreams," Mom whispered. Silence. Then footsteps. "What is happening to us?" Dad asked. "I do not know. But Skylar something is wrong with me. I keep having dreams about him. About Ross. Dreams where we are together where I love him. And every time I see him my heart races like I know him but my mind says I do not. It is driving me crazy. What did we lose when the bond broke?”

reynolds Sign Out Broken dreams Edit Paywalled Published in 2023-02-19 15:32:56 321Words Days passed soon , today sunitas mil was arriving home after five months , sunita was shivering from inflence and fear to fear of the stories she heard frm cousin in laws . But she was sure that she will not get affected by those scarry stories and will put into all her efforts to win her mils heart.

My mind swam with the possibilities, but unless I was willing to sync to the public domain and use a search engine, I wasn't going to come up with any answers so long as the sun was still up. Figuring that I'd already cheated for the week, I opted to do another two lines of boost and hit the sack. The purple went down smooth and the rush was so intense that I white knuckled the blanket on my bed until the waves of electricity stopped rolling under my skin. Plugging back into my modem, I tried to leave any thoughts of the senator and his intruder behind. Paige, initiate dream sync. See you in a minute.

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."

Once Julia's asleep on my chest on our bed, I allow myself to break down fully with not witnesses as my heart wrenching sobs and fleeting thoughts that I wish Liam all the happiness in the world; but I wish upon a star that it was us and not that other man who had children with Liam. Falling asleep tonight in bed with my female half, my female soul mate but we're missing our other soul mate; who is in the arms of another man and forever. Liam's P.O.V.