Second Chance At Dreams Novels & Stories

“Damien, I’ve dreamt of a future with you too. A future filled with love, trust, and resilience. Our one-year marriage was just a beginning, wasn’t it?” A surge of relief washed over Damien, followed by an overwhelming surge of joy. He nodded, tears glistening in his eyes. “Yes, Brenda. It was just the beginning. I want to build a life with you, face the challenges that come our way, and celebrate the joys together.” That moment, they understood that their dreams weren’t separate entities but intertwining threads, weaving a tapestry of their shared future. As they held each other, Damien and Brenda allowed themselves to dream once more, to envision a life that surpassed their wildest imagina

“I’m here to decide what I can live with.” Lady Serephine’s hand slid from her belly to the edge of her gown, fingers smoothing fabric as if Elowen’s words were merely noise. “Decide,” she echoed softly. “But remember, Lady Elowen. Second wives don’t get to rewrite the story. They only get to accept the ending.”

The failure didn't hurt as much when the world was made of velvet. Three days later, the "miracle" arrived. It came in the form of a sleek, cream-colored envelope hand-delivered to her door. Inside was a letterhead that didn't say FS Phoenix, but The New Dawn Foundation. It was a formal offer: a scholarship for a vocational retraining program and a guaranteed placement as an admin within the foundation. It was everything a recovering addict and ex-convict could dream of—a path back to humanity. Kade sat at her small table, her head foggy from a week-long bender, reading the letter over and over. There was a handwritten note at the bottom. The handwriting was elegant, precise, and hauntingly

Before filling out our college preferences, Ethan Barron, our class president and son of the richest man in the country, suddenly claims that he can get everyone in our class into Meridian College. "My parents have donated several buildings to the college. It'll be a piece of cake to get all of you in." Even though most of my classmates have scores that fall well short of Meridian College's admission threshold, they fall for his promise, skip their official applications, and count on Ethan to pull strings and get them into college. In my previous life, I realize Ethan's words can't be trusted, so I immediately urge them to submit their college applications, just in case. I also make a poi

I sat on my bed, my mind going through the content of the dream, Adrian died, he left me and he did that with me not forgiving him. I remembered my wish in the dream, if he could just come back that I don’t care what he did, it took only a second for me to realize that this is the second chance, this is the chance I asked for in my dream. Adrian is alive, which means I have to do the right thing and the truth is, I don’t care anymore. I don’t care about the picture, the audio, I don’t care what everybody in school thinks of me, all I want now is to be with Adrian, to see him and tell him how I truly feel. There is no way I would let my dream become a reality, I can’t lose Adrian, I will be a

Veda was right there behind him when he moved, and she too gave me a hug. “Hey, Girlie, what have you been up to?” she chimed in her usual cheerful voice. “Oh my God, Girl, you remember my dream I was telling you about?” I had spilled my beans about my dreams at lunch the first day that I had begun writing them down. She was just as interested in it as Josh had been. “Yeah, about Laylan, right?” “Yeah, it has gone crazy! It has changed! I have had four other different dreams of Laylan! And there is more!” I was so excited to finally get to see her and get her insight as to what she made of it all that I couldn't stop myself.

He asked with a hint of anger. "It's just..." She began hesitantly. "I miss... I miss the life I used to have. The dreams I once held dear." Tears glisten in Amara's eyes as she gathers the courage to speak her truth. "I have so many dreams. But now, I feel like I can't do anything. I want to study and go to college, like everyone else. I want to chase my dreams and make something of myself." She whispers, her voice trembling with emotions.

“I talk to God about you And I ain't even met you yet Everybody's waitin' on you here I can't wait to feel your heart beat When I lay you on my chest I'm already holding back my tears I wanna be the dad that my dad was I hope that I don't mess this whole thing up I pray you love like your momma And you forgive just like she does 'Cause when this life knocks you down I hope you get down on your knees 'Cause that's what I do, that's what I do When I pray for you Oh, when I pray for you I know you're gonna grow up some day But don't forget to take your time And take the time to call back home It ain't always gonna be easy It ain't always gonna be fair I know you ain't always gonna need me But I

"Three years. You have three years to take your revenge then you will work for me.youll have to do a few things in-between but not much" "What? like a reaper? Harvest souls and all that shit....... Emmmm No thank you just send me on my way thank you." Michael shot back. "NO not like a reaper you silly bastard are you stupid you'll be alive in a new body you're not qualified for that job. FUCK. I'm offering you revenge on the people who killed you. A Second Chance at life but when the time comes in three years you do as I say and if the job is done right. You can go live out the rest of your life. Il even let you live till 100 if you want."

Lying in bed, Kelsey tossed and turned. She peered through the undrawn window. The darkness of the night echoed the despair in her heart. With random thoughts running in her mind, Kelsey finally dozed off at dawn. Alas, a nightmare crept into her sleep. Tyler and Zara were the picture-perfect couple in her dream. Kelsey dreamed about Tyler putting the Angel’s Tear on Zara’s neck and kissing her. “No!” Kelsey exclaimed while jolting awake from the bad dream. She opened her eyes to an unfamiliar but opulent room.