Scattered Dreams Novels & Stories

With my other hand, I shattered a wine glass and pointed the jagged edge toward her panicked face. "Ah! Are you crazy?!" Nova screamed. The entire room descended into chaos. Ryder grabbed my wrist, stopping my next move. The broken glass sliced into my hand. Blood seeped through my fingers, dripping down and staining his hand as well. "Lyra, calm down! It's already broken, and you're bleeding!" I forced down the murderous rage rising inside me and shoved him away. My hands trembling, I gathered the broken pieces of the pendant from the table, trying to fit them back together.

“How could this be? The sedative dosage wasn’t even that high! Why hasn’t he woken up yet? Lannister, wake up now, or you’ll be cremated alive!” Quinn stared at Lannister in disbelief, shaking him violently. “I already told you he’s dead. Stop deluding yourself. Just let them take him out and cremate him!” I gently blocked her and signaled the staff to push Lannister’s "body" away quickly. Quinn struggled desperately. “No! He’s not dead! He’s really not dead!”

This place is unusual, really unusual. One of the many pebbles I threw, hit a tree. I stopped under the tree, resting my head on the trunk. If Stacey could see me now, she'll flip. Partly because of my fashion sense right now and also because I look like a deranged woman. The blue ripped jeans I wore this morning, was stained with dirt. It looked more like blue and brown dyed jeans. A bird's nest was better looking than my hair. For some strange reason, my body hurts, was it from tripping in the cafeteria? I hadn't remembered hurting this much, I barely hit the ground then. I remember going home, pissed but...... how did I get here? I can't remember. Allowing my emotions to overwhelm me, the

The project itself wasn't particularly large, but the beads were microscopic. There had to be over a thousand of them, all needing to be sorted by color and painstakingly placed one by one. The whole thing would take all night. In the past, she would have helped, but she would have made Zane sit with her and work on it together. She would have taught him that his responsibilities were his own and not to put off until tomorrow what could be done today. Now, she didn't move. About half an hour later, Steven emerged from his room, phone in hand, head bent over the screen. His expression was soft in a way it never was with her.

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.

"We've been together for seven years. I remember coming home late one night and finding her asleep on the couch. When she woke up, her hair was a mess. She yawned as she rubbed her eyes and told me she made me soup to sober up. "That look really killed the mood, and I lost my appetite for the hangover soup she made. I suddenly realized that I don't love her anymore. She used to be my goddess, the girl I pursued for two whole years. "But now, that goddess had turned into an ordinary woman who didn't bother to care about herself anymore. But we've been together for seven years. We were classmates. Our lives are too tangled up. Breaking up isn't easy. God, what a nightmare."

After we got engaged, my fiancee sent a child from abroad. She also sent an email along with it. [Noah, I was so bored overseas that I accidentally had a baby with Raivo Fallon. Since you’ve always been so eager to suck up to me, I’ll leave this child in your care. You can get some practice ahead of time so you’ll be ready to be our caregiver when I return home to Abrein.] Without a word, I handed the child over to the butler. Seven years later, all the CEOs stationed overseas returned to Abrein for their performance reviews. Laina Miller drove up in a Raypach, leading a large entourage that blocked me at the entrance to the Miller family residence. She held a cigarette between her li

Ruby didn't want to willingly add another false memory to her head, so she didn't bother giving a thought to the name, or whether she was supposed to know him. "Hmm," she just exclaimed. "What are you running from?" He asked her. "I'm running from a horrible nightmare that I just won't wake up from." She stated with a shudder, Alden's brow furrowed while he tried to make sense of the message. But she was awake, he thought to himself. "I'm deeply sorry about it, and I hope you wake up from that dream." He said waving the reality off. Anabelle, Alden's sister approached the two slowly and cheerfully.

My emotions settled, and I realized I needed to confirm something. I decided to take a risk. "I didn't mean to snap at you, Cedric. I'm sorry. It's just that I haven't been in a good place mentally lately. I've been having dreams, Cedric. Strange dreams that feel like memories." His face froze for just a millisecond—so brief I would have missed it if I hadn't been watching carefully. "Dreams?" "Yes," I continued, studying his reaction. "Fragments, really. Places I've never been, people I don't recognize... except sometimes I do, in a way I can't explain."