Shattered Dream Novels & Stories

arrogant, cruel, dangerous. Yet my heart ache for him in ways I don’t understand. I turn over, clutching the pillow. When I finally drift off, it isn’t peace that meets me. The dream returns, this time Misha is with me in the fire screaming and tearing me apart…. Fire Screams Blood Fire Screams Blood Over and Over again.

As the castle crumbled, the debris cascading like a macabre rain, I strained to see any sign of Liam. My pleas for him echoed into the void, swallowed by the cacophony of the collapsing world. The ground beneath me trembled, mirroring the palpitations of my frantic heart as I was dragged relentlessly by the spectral hands of the elders. In the final throes of the nightmare, the air grew thick with the metallic scent of the blood rain. The landscape, now a chaotic dance of destruction, offered no solace. The haunting whispers of Diana's ominous warning lingered, and the grotesque tableau played out until the very fabric of the dreamland seemed to unravel.

Her broken dreams and the love that eluded her were painfully brought back to memory with every heartbeat. Her spirit seemed irreversibly damaged; it had previously been so strong and full of optimism. Her world's brilliant hues had faded to a dull gray, and the future she had previously looked forward to felt like a far-off dream. Alone to navigate the rubble of her broken existence, she was a woman adrift in a sea of grief, abandoned by the one person she had trusted with her heart.

It was as if the world had stopped, and at that moment, I realized that my dreams had been shattered. 'Charles, Are you okay?' Roger asked, showing his fake concern. I clenched my fist and forced a weak smile, not wanting to show any vulnerability. 'Yes, just a little astonished seeing Ruth finally finding her mate.' I replied, my voice wavering slightly. Deep down, I knew that I couldn't trust anyone in that room anymore. 'Yes, I finally found my mate.' I heard Ruth say as she looked at her new partner with adoring eyes. The room erupted in applause and congratulations, but all I could hear was the sound of my shattered dreams echoing in my ears.

The pain of betrayal mingled with the shattered fragments of her aspirations, leaving her feeling lost and betrayed. In that devastating moment, Reina couldn't help but question her place in the grand tapestry of fate. The dreams that had once burned within her, fueled by the guidance of her father, now lay shattered at her feet. The bitter taste of defeat mingled with the pangs of heartache, creating an indescribable ache within her soul.

In that instant, her entire world shattered. Dream-Emily felt the same soul-crushing pain and betrayal all over again. She turned and ran, tears blurring her vision, her chest tightening with heartbreak. She ran until she couldn’t anymore, collapsing in the rain, overwhelmed by despair. The love she had trusted, the future she had envisioned—it all came crumbling down in that moment.

Damian moved to my right, every inch of him prepared to tear reality apart if needed. And me? I stepped forward. One more inch. Another breath. Then I pressed my palm against the shimmering fracture. A ripple of light spread out from the point of contact. The crack widened soundlessly, swallowing the air in a rush of color and cold and unfiltered possibility. For a heartbeat, I saw something through it—eyes too old and too young, watching me with a mix of hope and terror. Then everything shattered into blinding white, and the world fell away. We were pulled into the crack, into the realm behind it—

“And it has to be full. Part of a bond isn’t enough. Both of you have to accept it, completely.” I studied Damien’s face. He was out cold now—the whole episode draining him until he was just a shadow of himself. He looked younger, like some of the pain and guilt he’d gathered over the last three years had slipped away while he slept. Three years of dying, piece by piece. Three years of believing that destroying something between us had kept me alive. And still, even tonight, when everything in him had snapped, he’d looked for me first—like I was the only thing holding steady.

⸻ Ilyaan slowly shook his head. ⸻ The Dreamer smiled. ⸻ A sad smile. ⸻ A goodbye smile. 💔 ⸻ Then he asked: ⸻ “When I wake completely…” ⸻ The ocean shattered. ⚡🌌⚡ ⸻ “Will you save the dream…” ⸻ Silence. ⸻ “Or save me?” ⸻ 😱😱😱 ⸻ The universe cracked from end to end. ⸻

He had a painful expression, which annoyed Vivian. “Don’t look at me with that painful look. Someone might think I am wicked. But I am not. I just participated in the race, and I won. The game had no rules and all it cared about was to win. And I did exactly that. "Please get out of my house. I have already filed for divorce. I don’t need you in my house," she said harshly. "Are you driving me out of your own house?" he asked. “Please get out. You are destroying our peace. Hey drive him away. I don’t want to see him near this house." Shadrach, who is her fiancé, said.