Shattered Dreams Novel Novels & Stories

But today, it didn't give me tingles or hope that it usually does. The pain of our shattered dreams stung like a thousand tiny cuts, the echoes of what we had lost reverberating through the chambers of my soul. The love that once fueled my every breath now left me gasping for air, drowning in the murky waters of disappointment and hurt. As I sat there, enveloped in the darkness, I made a choice. I would gather the fragments of my shattered heart and learn to rebuild, to find solace in the ashes of what was. The memories, bittersweet as they may be, would serve as a reminder of the love we once shared and the lessons learned along the way.

It dares me to sit. I step past it. The dream shakes. The walls crack. I keep walking. It throws things in my path—voices, screams, broken glass, fire, mirrors that show me twisted. Alone. Ruined. But I don’t stop. I whisper their names like a prayer. “Noor. Marcy. Elise. Caroline. Lena. Isobelle. Talia.” And finally, softly— “Asher.” Light flickers. The world rips. And I fall. ***

"How do you think I feel? She asked him, getting his attention, so he slows down a bit on the drink. drinking isn't going to solve anything". Kiara tells him, hoping he would understand. The pain of seeing him, has left me adrift, in a sea of heart break, where the waves of betrayal crash, relentlessly, against the shores of shattered dreams, the promises once held so dear, now lies shattered on the floor, and covered in muds, never to be recovered.

"What? Do you think I'm making this up to scare you?" The warm light from above cast a slanted shadow on the edge of the table. He stared at me, and for once, didn't rush to deny anything. "You broke up with me…because of this?" I almost laughed. "Does it even matter now? Even if I were healthy, I never would have lasted long enough for you to finally turn around and look at me. I overheard your friends talking. Apparently, I wasn't even someone you'd be willing to settle for. I used to think we'd actually make it to the end."

For the first time, fear entered his voice. He looked toward the shadows behind him. Then back at Nova. "Listen carefully." The dream began breaking apart. Trees cracked. Mist swirled. Reality shattered around them. Nova took a step forward. "Wait!" The stranger reached toward her. Desperate. As though trying to hold onto the connection. "Find me." The words echoed through the collapsing dream. Golden eyes locked onto hers. Burning with urgency. With need. With destiny. Then everything vanished. Nova jolted upright in bed.

"Same energy." Nathan shook his head and disappeared into the crowd, and Damien was left alone with his scotch and the low hum of a headache forming behind his eyes. He’d been sleeping badly. He’d been sleeping badly for three years, but lately it was worse, dreams that woke him at 3 a.m. with a name on his tongue and a weight on his chest that wouldn’t lift. Aria.

I felt dizzy, like the floor was tilting. Then I saw a folder labeled **Twenty-one**. Inside wasn't a toy or a gadget. It was a list of several top colleges, and clipped to the back were letters—official, stamped letters—confirming guaranteed scholarship payments. My breath left me in a sharp scream. I was going insane. I was actually losing it. The dreams I had buried years ago, the ones I thought were dead and gone, he had dug them up and handed them back to me on a silver platter.

She shrieked in panic, "My nose! It's crooked!" Glancing down, Richard realized her nose was augmented with implants. Her entire face was a fabrication. And for this web of lies, he'd repeatedly betrayed Kimberly. His heart twisted sharply, sending him staggering back into the coffee table. Regaining his footing, he snatched a file from behind and hurled it at her face.

Given his crimes and the fact that he had lost everything, along with the coldness I could not quite hide, it was inevitable that he would be taught a harsh lesson by someone: what it felt like when everyone turns against you. Throughout his lengthy prison term, he would be haunted by the taste of betrayal by his lover and the cunning traps set by his rivals. Everything has settled then. Standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows in the capital company's headquarters, I gaze down at the vibrant city below. Ruby used to be my everything. I would have sacrificed so much for her. However, I see that it was just a prison of my own making. Seven years of marriage was nothing but an elaborate dream.

The moment I uncovered everything, the fragile dream would shatter. And yet… tonight, in his arms, I let myself believe it was real. ***** LMCD22