Lost Dreams Novels & Stories

She begins to beg pathetically, wanting to know what happened to her mate. “Ahhhh!” I startle awake from my dream. I’m sweating tremendously. Ahhh. This nightmare has returned. It has been haunting me since I lost my family. My mother cries and beg keep haunting my dreams. I can still remeber how Rita and Liam dies. Joy die with her unborn child. This nightmare keep haunting me. This is not a new nightmare for me. I look at the time. It’s still three a.m. Uhhh! It is still early in the morning.

She opened her eyes, a bittersweet ache in her chest as she held onto the fading fragments of the dream. In the quiet of her room, Myla lay there, reflecting on the dream that had felt so tangible, so poignant. It was a dream that had allowed her to reconnect with a version of Noah she feared had been lost forever. And as she drifted back to sleep, she held onto the hope that somewhere, in the labyrinthine recesses of his mind, her words would echo as a reminder of the love they had shared, whether or not his memories ever returned.

Nothing could fill the void in her heart, not money, not posession, not parties or friends could spark up a little glimpse of happiness in her. Her heart repeatedly pierced by the emotions she couldn't bear nor control, it all seemed like a dream, the nightmare she was dying to crawl out from. Her one true love was gone, the man she had lived years with, gave her all to. Diana couldn't help but soliloquize. "Do I deserve to live? He is in the grave because of me, what's the use of living without him?" As if loosing her parents wasn't enough, she lost Branden.

I want to remember everything, not in a pouring rain, but in this dark scenery. "I'm sorry for the dream you've lost .." my voice growled. He looked up, I could see the resentment there. I shook my head and slowly wiped away my own tears. "I'm sorry." I whispered in pain and agony.

I walk slowly so I can calm down and not do anything stupid. “What are you doing here?” She asks in a shocked tone. “I’m here to win you back, I know I messed up River, just please hear me out.” Win her back? This asshole? The man who literally slept with her best friend? She not crazy enough to go back to him. She’s too smart for that. “Are you crazy, Landon? You flew all the way here for no reason, we’re over. I don’t want anything to do with you.”

She’d seen a lot of lost wielders, lost shadows crying in despair, begging for something to latch unto because they knew that the place where they’d be falling was their worst nightmare. “Sleep, dear child! You’ve had enough!” Marjorie breathed heavily when another series of tears trickled to her cheeks. Crouching, she wiped all of those away, caressing her hair, whispering words she didn’t even know Z would hear. She just felt compelled to say so, because she, too, had been lost a lot of times.

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.

Memories of a love lost, of Bloom, had washed over him, overwhelming in their intensity. As he lay there, tangled in the sheets, the remnants of the dream played out in his mind. He could still feel the weight of the baby in his arms, the child's eyes holding a familiarity that tugged at his heartstrings. It had felt so real, so tangible. With a heavy sigh, Liam realized the truth. It had all been a dream—a mere creation of his restless mind. There was no hidden room, no long-lost child. Just the remnants of a love he had once cherished and a reality he had tried to bury.

she sobbed hugging her knees and slept after 2 hrs. Dark circles were not because of her work, it was because of her pain. Sleepless nights were not because of workload but because of the betrayal she got from her love. In daylight, she can pretend to be happy but at night? And the dinner was again left untouched on the side table like most of the days... ____________________________________ "Nihar cheesecakes and blueberry pastries are ready" she said and Nihar nodded taking them out. She was again at her bakery. At least her bakery's name is "Soulmates",

Aldric slowly unravelled it to see the message written with black ink. Behold the whispers on the wind, carried by the spirits of the wronged. From the forgotten depths, we gather an assembly of shattered souls, bound by a common purpose: to tear down the veil of royalty and expose the Crown Prince's true face. With daggers poised and hearts aflame, we march towards a destiny, heralding a new era where righteous leaders reign and justice prevails. Aldric's heart sank. So there were spies in the palace?