43 Nightmares Novels & Stories

“It’s kind of cute, seeing the nightmare of this school acting like such a puppy.” He pouted. “How did that name even stick to me? I wasn’t even that bad.” “Please.” I rolled my eyes. “I only came to this school a semester ago—how would I know? But according to Eli, you broke a lot of hearts. And, sadly, girls always fall for the bad ones.” I raised my fingers in air quotes. “Not all nightmares are bad, Cross. They called you the nightmare they wouldn’t want to wake up from. Though, honestly, I thought otherwise when I first met you.” I giggled.

Fear of what I didn't know. In the middle of the night l woke up to a loud scream. She was thrashing besides me in the throes of some nightmare , l wasn't shocked by that , it was probably a nightmare about me. "Karen", l grabbed her tightly. She woke up confused but before she could say anything, l pulled her against me and kissed her forehead.

Hold THEM still. Her nightmares involved more than one man.

"No problem sis, I'm actually leaving today. I took a week's leave from work and I have to set up some things at my new apartment before I resume" "Awnn I will miss you" She said as she pouted her mouth. "No No please don't do that face" Alex giggled. The two bursted out into laughter. "When last did you visit dad?" The room became quiet Alex sighed "Hmm.. I think about a few months ago, it's been difficult for me to go back there after what he said to me" Three months ago, Alex couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. She had been having dreams about her father for weeks, and she couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that she needed to go and see him.

"Hush, Aida! We don't know how deep she lost consciousness when she passed out." Nathan gets close and holds the smelling salt underneath Madeline's nose, she inhales and starts coughing, eyes still wide with shock as she tries to come around. "What - what happened to me? My head feels awful. I fell and broke the plates, didn't I?" she sputters. "We think it's just stress, honey. You blacked out a little right there. Nothing serious at all," Aida soothes. "It's okay, darling. You're alright now," Nathan also croons as he secretly shares a knowing look with his wife. It certainly won't be long now and they smile at each other.

He continued to drive without being aware of an oncoming car, and due to the fast driving, their car was thrown on the road just as hard. ------ ''Dad!'' Gideon gets up soon after the nightmare. That was not a dream. It really happened ten years ago, yet it is still fresh in his mind. His head is still throbbing from the hangover. "Damn, my head," he mumbled as he gently arose from his slumber, and he was surprised when he turned his sight to the woman sleeping next to him. "Sucks, what did I do again?" He asks himself as he stands up and puts on his boxers and pants.

Pops sighed. “I know, Pops. I've already mentioned it to her, but she refuses to see a therapist. She says she doesn't believe in paying a stranger to listen to her problems.” “But she has been having nightmares every night for 40 nights now.” “43 — tonight's the 43rd time,” I corrected, squeezing the bridge of my nose. “Jesus Christ, the poor thing must be exhausted. I know I am, and I can see it has taken a toll on you too, son.”

Sebastian jolted awake, his chest rising and falling heavily. His breath came in short, uneven gasps, his body drenched in cold sweat. He pressed his palms to his face, exhaling sharply. The nightmares had returned. Again. The clock on his nightstand read 3:27AM. He lay back against the pillows, staring at the ceiling, but sleep evaded him. His mind dragged him back to the memory that haunted his every waking moment. Flashback: Three Years Ago

As I headed toward the kitchen, Canice's voice reached my ears. "She doesn't even know I'm her future Beta. I'll deal with her eventually." ~*~ I jolted awake from my bed, drenched in sweat, screaming and gasping for breath. The relentless nightmares were haunting my sleep once again. I had been plagued by these nightmares since I turned fifteen, and they showed no signs of relenting. Louisa and her children had labelled me a witch due to the incessant and inexplicable dreams and screams.