We Were Dreamers Novels & Stories

“Me and the original crew? All twelve of us have been running it. A whole server just like before, just for us, just so the dream couldn’t die. “And you think we wouldn’t wanna go ourselves?! So hell yeah we’ve been trying. And failing. Day after day, month after month, failure after failure. Since we’re not over there, you’re not going over there either. So may as well not even try.” “But… you’re still trying it, right?” “Like an idiot, yeah.” “Well, I’m an idiot too.”

Chapter Thirty Four Dream State Remix Jared was pissed as he watched his best friend disappear but said nothing. He made sure he picked up all the boxes that he needed to make sure they had a fighting chance to make it. Then his next goal was to find Sage. He knew she would have gone to one of two places. He went to the shooting range where they had first met.

--♪Breath in, breath out American oxygen whoa oo Lalalalala Listen to the American dream We strive for a nickel in the dirt, turn it into an empire whoa oo Breath in this feeling America, American oxygen Whoa ooooo-- Tristan's POV. "We obviously haven't knocked anyone up yet, so... We're obviously smart, I think." Damon started to say while Auden and Josh agreed with him immediately. "I bet Josh's gonna be the first father in our squad," Hunter drawled out, a lopsided grin evident on his face.

The room was deathly silent except for the frantic beat of my heart in my ears. His low voice and the one from my dreams overlapped, weaving into a single key that unlocked my carefully built self-deception with a sharp click. He was Mr. Y—the man who sang off-key love songs to me at midnight, and the very same one who had chastised me relentlessly in the day. I stared at him. His handsome face was so close, and the usual coldness and distance were gone, replaced by a fragile, pleading vulnerability. The light in his eyes flickered like a candle tossed all night by a stormy wind.

"I'm older and more experienced. You're just a teenager who needs to be in school, playing games with your peers and dreaming" "Kings don't dream" "Who says you won't dream? How do you move your little village forward without a vision? Tell them the truth because eventually it would be figured out" "I won't let them know"

Chapter 6: Dreams Unveiled As Jace and Marvin journeyed through the tapestry of life together, they dared to dream—to envision a future filled with endless possibilities and boundless joy. With each passing day, their dreams grew bolder, fueled by the unwavering belief that anything was possible when they stood united. They dreamed of traveling the world hand in hand, exploring distant lands, and immersing themselves in new cultures. They dreamed of starting a family of their own, of watching their children grow and thrive in a world filled with love and laughter. Above all, they dreamed of a love that would stand the test of time, enduring even the harshest of trials with grace and resilien

As soon as the notes hit, it was us, at home, in the garage, dreaming of something bigger. The echo of the stadium didn’t exist. The endless fucking resonance of the music didn’t exist. It was us, a bunch of young guys with an unattainable dream. Not us, America’s favorite band. It was a bunch of fighting brothers, snapping at each other, all battling for the same thing. Now that we were here, it didn’t make a difference. We fought like fuck because we cared. Because this damn dream wasn’t a dream. It was real, and none of us wanted to let it go. None of us would let it go.

This moment felt valuable, and I knew that every step we took would bring us closer to our goal. “With hard work and cooperation, we will create real change,” I said, feeling that spirit burning within me. Julien nodded, a smile on his face. “We won’t stop until this dream is realized. For those in need, we will fight.” Outside, the sound of crickets began to fade, replaced by the sounds of chickens and the morning hustle. But inside me, another voice began to strengthen. Not just a young doctor’s dream, but the spark of a long-held desire to make a real difference.

So Tanner is referring to my parents as his mom and dad. "Smart and accomplished, it sounds like. She might be very well suited for me. I don't know if I'm ready," I said as I sat next to Tanner on the bench. I glanced towards the open pasture. "I had a dream last night about a woman I have never seen before in my life. This dream was out of this world. My soulmate, if she's even real. To top it off, this woman lived in one of the first houses we built, after mom and dads. Work is now infiltrating my dreams, man," I said as I ran a hand down my face.

Emma adjusted her skirt after stepping out of the public bus. She's not a rich girl, just a poor orphan with no financial background. She sighed a relief staring at the tallest building in the city. The most capable company that pays well but was difficult to enter. It's was her dream to work in a place like that even though she knew it wouldn't be easy but here she was. Like a dream come true. * She was required to start work today according to the email she got the day after her interview.