Your Love Is But A Dream Novels & Stories

It’s just a pity that you’re forced to stay with Erin to keep her from making trouble. [To make you happy, I’ll do anything.] West stared blankly at the screen, then at the look on my face that made it clear I knew everything. The last trace of blood drained from his face. Amid the shocked murmurs from the crowd below the stage, I asked him calmly, “West, how dare you say you never betrayed me? From the very beginning, your approach toward me was a lie. It was just so you could take my sister’s heart and give it to your sister! What gives a scumbag like you the right to talk to me about love?”

^DEPRESSED^ I still hear you voice I still feel your presence I remember our first kiss The times made me laugh and smile But they’re all gone including you My once perfect love Is now a figment of my imagination All the promises of love are gone Indeed there is no such thing as happy ever after Each night Each day Whenever I close my eyes I still see your beautiful smile I hear your heavenly laughter But when I open my eyes I realize it’s all in my head How could you move on While I live in the past

“You want to see it. You want him to burst through that door and claim you like he owns you. You want the show.” “I want you to leave me alone.” “You’re lying.” His eyes roamed my face, slow and analyzing. “And you’re terrible at hiding it.” “I’m not lying.” “You are.” Adrian’s voice softened again. “Dream’s affection is the only language you speak. You chase it. You breathe it. You’re addicted to how he looks at you.” “I’m not discussing Dream with you.” “You don’t have to.” Adrian leaned in. “I’m telling you how this ends. Dream will not choose you over ambition. Over control. Over the empire we built.”

"Well, dear every time I love you You happen to be in and out of my life, in and out my love Tell me if you actually love me don’t go, in and out of my life freaking me out my darling Love has never felt so good " - Justin Timber ft. Michel Jack – “Love Has Never Felt So Good” Hunter I sit for hours on the bed in the suite without moving. A dream that has ended tragically and irreparably. I have never cried so much in my life. I really wanted to be world champion with my team and I wanted to see every Spaniard celebrating victory in every way possible.

she smiled and said by kissing all over my face "I'm only yours my love" you're the one I love with all my might the one I'm thinking every night the one that helps me make things right the one I dream of when I sleep at night the one I think of when I wake up the one I'm gonna spend through out my life

“Close your eyes the night is kind. Lay your heavy heart in mind. What you lost still knows your name love does not forget the flame. Sleep will take what words can’t say, carry pain far, far away. Dream my love, dream tonight. I will guard your rest till morning light. Dream my love don’t weep or fight you are held in dreams tonight.” I know she finishes the song, she always does, but I am asleep when she does.

It turned out she knew everything. My music teacher once called me a prodigy, destined for Carnegie Hall. Saving Damian burned my hand, damaging the tendons irreversibly. I couldn't play the piano without shaking. My parents sold everything for my treatments, to no avail. I had to abandon my dream. With mounting debts weighing on him, my dad succumbed to illness. Unable to handle the grief, my mom took her life to join him. In the dead of night, when my hand throbbed, those memories haunted me.

We’d talk late into the night, sipping bourbon by the fireplace, like two men trying to understand life before it ended. One night, after a few too many drinks, I asked him, “You ever been in love?” He smiled like he’d seen a ghost. “I think I have.” I laughed. “Good. Don’t lose it. Ever. I lost mine. And I’ve never recovered.” He leaned closer, genuinely curious. “What happened?” I stared into the fire. “She was. everything. Wild and soft. Brave and complicated. We made vows, blood ones.” My voice cracked. “I let her go because I was a coward in a world built on control. But I never stopped dreaming about her. Every damn night. I see her eyes.”

Liam demanded. Chris answered calmly. "We're friends. I can't say what we'll be in the future, though." "I don't believe you!" he roared. "She loves me! You'll never understand what we had!" Chris slowly paced in front of him. "Maybe you did love each other. Sadly—" "Sadly, what?" Liam snapped. "Sadly, you never cherished her. You lost someone extraordinary," he sneered. "Accept it, Liam." Liam screamed, "I won't! Die!"

Realizing I knew the truth, Regina dropped the act and screamed, “Who’s a cheater?! “Who do you think you are, Vanessa?! Without Jared, you’re just some roadside trash no one wants anymore!” I nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with her. “You’re right. I’m nobody. “But you two… You really are something.” I reached out and gently caressed her bump, watching her stagger backward in fear. “Do you love being the mistress that much, Regina? “You’d carry someone else’s kid, then help them chase their wife back. Is forbidden love really that addictive?”