Winter Dreams Lyrics Novels & Stories

Seven years I spent with Jason Shaw, but I never got a ring. Rather, all I received was an invitation to another person's wedding. That day, as a wedding planner, I was at the rehearsal, making last-minute adjustments. Looking up, I saw the man whom I waited every day to reply to my messages, walking down the aisle, arm in arm with another bride. "Her boyfriend had something urgent come up, so I'm filling in for him," he said, standing straight, his tone light, a small smile on his lips. But his eyes couldn't hide the hurt, like a child who lost his favorite toy. As if that wasn't enough, he told me to hand over my wedding plan. He patted me on the shoulder, saying sincerely, "There's no rush for us. We've got plenty of time. I promise I'll give you an even better wedding. Just help me out this time. It's not like I'm not going to marry you." He didn't know that I had revised the wedding plan hundreds of times, even counted and recounted the bouquets seven times. To me, it wasn't mere work—it was a dream I held for five long years. I didn't argue anymore, just quietly stepped aside. Later, I lay alone in a hospital bed, listening to the rain tapping against the window from outside. I counted each drop as the hours slipped through my fingers. Perhaps those who worked so hard to create happiness for others had lost the right to their own happiness.

Wynter Grizelle King is a heiress, but beneath her glamorous exterior lies a fierce desire to prove herself as a veterinarian. In her final year of college, she believes she has found true love in Sean, whose charm and ambition seem to mirror her own dreams. Their relationship feels like a fairy tale—until the day Sean abruptly ends it, leaving Wynter reeling and heartbroken. Amidst the emotional chaos, Wynter discovers she’s pregnant with Sean’s child. This revelation forces her to confront the reality of her situation—a blend of anger, betrayal, and uncertainty. Determined to rise above the pain, Wynter throws herself into her veterinary career, channeling her love for animals as a way to heal. But as she navigates the challenges of single motherhood, she unexpectedly meets a blind man whose unique perspective on life and love captivates her heart. This connection challenges Wynter to let go of her past and embrace a future filled with hope and possibility. But as Wynter strives to build a future for her child, will she be able to see beyond the blinded dreams of her past, or will they continue to cloud her vision for a brighter tomorrow? In "Blinded Dreams," the light of love flickers in the shadows of despair, guiding Wynter through her darkest moments. Experience a tale where the heart's vision transcends obstacles, revealing that true love can illuminate even the most uncertain paths.

I knew I was in trouble the moment his hands were on my waist. The kind of trouble that steals your breath and leaves your thighs shaking. He wasn’t gentle. He wasn’t patient. He was everything I’d been pretending I didn’t crave. And once he got a taste of me, he made one thing very clear- I wasn’t going anywhere. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This erotic diary pulses with raw desire, cum drenched climaxes, forbidden adventures, and breathless role plays that leave bodies trembling. Grab your seat, let your fantasies ignite, and ride this wave of unbridled passion to shattering highs. Warning!!!! Not for person’s under 18.

Karen had the simple life of a servant and a Novice Mage until the day that the kingdom was attacked. Join her as she ventures into a new world of danger, treachery, and maybe even love. The search for the key to the Zargan defeat pushes our heroine to the edge- Will light or dark overcome her?

They called me cursed. A nobody. A mistake birthed by the moon. When Amira Cross is rejected by her fated mate, Alpha Ronan Thorn, in front of the entire Winter Hollow Pack, her world crumbles. Branded weak and unworthy, she vanishes into exile. But fate is far from done with her. Rescued by a mysterious rogue prince with a familiar face and no memory, Amira uncovers a hidden bloodline that once ruled the werewolf world. As betrayals rise like frost, a war brews between ancient blood oaths and modern power plays. Her rejection? Just the beginning. Because Amira isn’t just a forgotten omega. She’s the last Bloodbound—heir to a throne long erased, hunted by those who swore she never be born. And she just remembered everything

Two months after I joined the company, I sold off every stalled real estate project it had been sitting on for three years and pulled the failing business back from the edge of bankruptcy. To keep me, the chairman sold me a thirty-million-dollar sky penthouse for one dollar. On handover day, the new colleague, Ryan Wells, snatched my contract and sneered, "Connor, buying a sky penthouse for one dollar? Keep dreaming." I told him to look at the company seal on the contract, but he burned it on the spot. "Connor, don't think a few sales achievements mean you can use the back door to buy property. "Even if the company really had a benefit like this, Lydia should be the first person to enjoy it!" My girlfriend, who was also the sales manager, looked at me coldly. "Connor, have some principles. The company is struggling, and you're still trying to take advantage?" "Since reporting misconduct deserves a reward, I've decided to give your sales commission to Ryan. "If you have a problem with that, don't come to work tomorrow!" Furious enough to laugh, I took out my phone and called my sister directly. "Victoria, cancel every purchase contract for the Eastbank project. I'm done here."

On the day before New Year's Eve, I didn't shut the window all the way, and my little sister sneezed. My parents kicked me out and ordered me to collect firewood in the dark. Inside, the family crowded around her, laughing as they handed her presents. I didn't cry or make a scene. Instead, I slung the basket onto my back before heading into the mountains through the wind and snow. I didn't find any firewood. I found a man instead. His leg was wedged in a crack between rocks, bloody enough to scare me. When he saw me, he said in a hoarse voice, "Get me out of here, girl. I can give you whatever you want." I looked up at him, my eyes finally focusing. "Really? Then I want you to be my dad."

Lyra Whitlock, a lone wolf with a rare bloodline, is forced into a political mating pact with the powerful Frostfang Pack to prevent war. She accepts out of duty, even though she knows nothing about her intended mate—the heir, Prince Kade Draven. But on the night of the Winter Moon festival, she has a forbidden, intoxicating encounter with a stranger in the woods. Their chemistry is instant, primal, soul-deep. Neither ask for names. Neither expect consequences. The next day, she arrives at Frostfang territory… …only to discover the stranger is not Kade Draven. He is the younger brother, Prince Rylan Draven—dangerous, reckless, and the black sheep of the pack. Worse: their one-night connection awakened the dormant Moonbound Curse, an ancient force that marks true mates and destroys all rival bonds. Now Lyra is fated to the wrong brother. And breaking the curse would kill one of them. Meanwhile, the pack is hiding secrets far older and darker than the brothers’ rivalry—secrets tied to Lyra’s bloodline. And someone inside Frostfang wants her dead before the next full moon.

Jake Norman, a free life teenager is a very handsome guy who always attracts girls wherever he is or goes even if it is in school or outside school. He goes to parties and does whatever he likes, not even minding his own future. When he comes back from a party and suddenly found a very beautiful girl lying close to the city's christmas tree being that it was the season of Christmas. He was so struck by her beauty that he carried her to his home and took care of her till she had nursed back to health. She disappeared as soon as she awakes and Jake thought she had run away. But each night she visits, keeping him company every night and never leaving his side till it is morning. He suddenly falls in love with her without knowing and his life to him seems a lot beautiful with her. But on the night before Christmas she never came but instead, a floating box comes to his room. He opens it and this brings him to another world. And there he learns the truth about her, who she was and why she felt so mysterious to him, but she needed to be saved from her uncle who imprisoned her. Will he save her? Will he change his mind of saving her after learning the truth about her? Will he leave her to die? Will he ever see her again?

An hour into my daughter's college-sendoff dinner, Marissa Langley still hadn't arrived. Every one of the hundred-plus calls we made was rejected. Every message she sent back was the same automatic reply: "On my way." My daughter stood up and sat back down five times, head lowered as she twisted the hem of her dress, not knowing how she was supposed to read the line in her speech that said, "Thank you to my parents." When I finally couldn't take it anymore and left the room— I saw Marissa in the banquet hall next door. She was standing shoulder to shoulder with her first love, Adrian Pierce. In front of them was Adrian Pierce's son, whose GPA fell more than a full point and a half short of my daughter's. "Thank you, Mom and Dad, for raising me!" The boy bowed to them. Marissa held Adrian's arm, smiled softly, and gave a gentle nod. Amid the thunderous applause, I stood there watching them for a long time. Suddenly, I felt more tired than I had ever felt in my life. So I turned around and went back to my daughter's table. "She isn't coming, sweetheart. Go onstage and say what you want to say." I reached out, patted my daughter's shoulder, and said softly, "And the thing you asked Dad about before— "I've thought it through. We'll do it your way."