Shattered Dream Sans Novels & Stories

What did she mean by the thing that was going on between the both of them? Why wouldn’t you tell me, Lady? That was his last thought before he was finally able to drift to sleep. However, Sane had a dream. The dream screamed familiarity, but he couldn’t point out why it was familiar. In that dream, he was in a room surrounded by red roses. There were roses even on the ceiling of the room. There was also a big mirror that stretched from the floor all the way to the ceiling itself. In the dream, Sane slowly walked towards the direction of the mirror, but instead of seeing himself, he saw Seleen, staring down at him with her pair of black eyes.

First I lost my mom and then my brother and now my freedom. There was another turbulence and this time I hit my head so hard and passed out. A splash of water jolts me up, I look around and notice there are over a hundred girls inside the container with me. Another splash of water and I turn around, facing the source, it’s a man, with a scar on his face. The container doors have been opened, so light is making its way in. I look beside me and notice a girl still sleeping, I try to wake her and notice her body is as cold as ice, I shake her again and notice she might have bled out, there is a cut in her head and her hair was soaked in her blood.

"I don't know how to do this. How to be with someone without destroying them." "Then we'll figure it out together." The dream begins to fragment around us, reality pulling us back to our separate bodies. But even as the shadows dissolve and his form becomes translucent, I feel the bond between us solidify into something stronger than before. Something that might actually survive what's coming. "Soon," he promises, his voice fading. "I swear. When the time is right." "Soon," I echo. And then I'm falling, tumbling back into darkness.

The dream played out like a surreal tapestry of anguish, each frame etching a painful image in Xander's subconscious. Chassy, refusing to yield, rallied against the vampire's onslaught. Bloodstains marred her fur, a testament to the sacrifice she endured for the pack. In the dream, Xander's silent pleas for Chassy's safety reverberated, but he remained a captive observer, unable to shield her from the onslaught.

Chapter 20 Sansa's POV The grotto overwhelmed, its earthy perfume mingling with the heavy emotions in the air. The harsh reality pressed down on me like a weight, snuffing out the hope sparked by Father Raven's brief awakening. The collision of reality and the illusion of the past jolted me back to the present, putting an end to my daydream. I gingerly reached out, my fingers twitching with a mixture of fear and excitement. I hesitantly opened my eyes, the stark contrast between the beautiful environment of my dreams and the gloomy subterranean surroundings tugging at my heart.

bumped into me, sending red wine cascading down her dress. As the glass shattered, Silas appeared right on cue. His touch was gentle as he brushed shards of glass off her. Vivian stole a glance at me, but her eyes glistened with faux innocence. "Silas, don't be mad at Serena. I'm sure she didn't mean it." Silas glared at me. "Serena, enough is enough! Are you really still playing these childish games? You think you could actually win me back with such petty schemes?"

Geez! Whenever I hit the moment, I thought about how Shanita would look when she was naked? How would I fuck her silly? Sometimes Shanita comes in my dreams naked and we do all kinds of things but when I about to have the main course, she disappears and my eyes get open. I hate when that happens when you are having a great dream and someone wakes you right in the middle

There is a slight smile filled with confusion playing in his eyes, “Don’t tell me your dream fell through again.” I look on over to the truck, and the attendant follows my eyed, “My dream is in that truck.” I pause for a moment and turn to look at the clerk again, “His body is there, but his mind is gone.” “Well,” he starts, and there is genuine concern in his voice, “Whatever happened, I am sure time will heal his wounds.” I only but give him half a smile and turn to leave the store, “I really hope you are right.”

Susan Jackson has always aspired to be a successful fashion designer. Unfortunately that dream was beginning to look impossible after numerous rejection from the number one fashion company in New York. Faced with the opportunity to compete with various students for the opportunity to finally become a designer in the Beautyspy fashion company. Susan will do anything to make sure her dreams come true, even if it means working closely with her old crush Joseph Crown, CEO of Beautyspy fashion company and her despicable step sister Amelia Friday.

Is it possible that his blood can be mixed up with the goddess's blood? Does the doctor doesn’t find out? “No,” I look at Savanah and she looks like having a bad dream. I rush towards her. “No please no,” I shake her shoulders. “Savanah? Savannah!” She dodges my hand. “No! You can’t change the fact! I will kill you!” She shouted and wakes up. I immediately check her. “It is okay, it is just a dream.” I calmed her. She looks at me and cried. “West?”