5 Nights Of Terror Novels & Stories

Everything’s fine now. Right. Everything was fine, but that didn’t stop the nightmares that came over the next few days. Each one is the same. A terrifying beast with glowing red eyes beckoned me and begged me to come to it. Each time it would happen, I would wake up in a cold sweat with my heart racing until I realized I was safe in my bed. Because they were so unnerving, I couldn’t bring myself to go back to sleep, and by the time the day of Bernard’s Midnight Ball came, I felt like death.

Fear was inevitable when one was facing the unknown, and the fear inside Vicky's heart took over her when she could not even see the face of the person before her. "Stop it! Don't touch me!" "I spent seven million on you," the odd voice responded. "So why can't I touch you? Am I supposed to put you away like a vase or something after buying you for seven days?" "Seven days? What?" "Don't you know?" The voice rose in surprise. "It's the rule in Forever Night. Commodities like you can only be rented for seven days at most." "Rented? What does that mean?" "It means that I can only have you for seven days, and within that time, I can do whatever I want to you so long as it doesn't cost you your

I jumped on my bed and checked my phone, seeing a text notification plastered on my screen. Of course it just had to be my damned mother. Who else could it be? Lyssa Hendrix, the "queen" of the mafia. She was nothing better than my father; if anything, she was worse. She was cold, brutal, and didn't care about anything but herself. It disgusted me. I opened my phone, reading the text. "You're coming clubbing with me tomorrow. It's going to be so much fun!"

​ The last standing man took one look at her—bleeding from her head, eyes burning with rage, holding the bloody bat—and froze in terror. ​Nina didn't hesitate. She swung the bat low, catching him right across both shins. He went down hard, groaning beside his friends. ​The alley went dead silent. Four men lay broken and bleeding on the wet ground. ​Nina stood in the center, chest heaving as she fought for air. As the adrenaline began to fade, the heavy throb in her calf and head set in. She began limping toward the side wall, leaning heavily on the baseball bat as an aid just to keep herself upright, blood dripping steadily from her jawline onto her dress.

Her pulse thunders in her ears, and it takes precious moments for the residual terror to subside in the tiniest sense of it. In the eerie stillness of the night, Marisol clutched at the sheets, her heart racing wildly owing to the scare of the nightmare that had taken a few nights off, only to return stronger than it would seem. The vivid imagery of the beast persists even behind her closed lids, haunting her waking moments as she grapples with the remnants of the surreal horror that had unfolded in her dreams.

I can’t respond verbally to his apology so I try to curl even farther into him instead. “You didn’t cause this, alpha.” “No?” He questions. “No sir. He’s been having night terrors since the brawl.” “How often have they been happening over the last three weeks?” He asks, sounding shocked by the information. “Every night he wakes up several times shaking and sweating. This is the first time he’s screamed like that.” Micayla explains as she rubs the back of my head. “Now that you’re calm, Jamie, I’m going to give you and Micayla some privacy before we finish our talk out here. She deserves to know what’s going on and why you can’t leave.”

Coral clicks open the door handle and enter inside. The darkness of the room made her startle. When her eyes find something close to a human figure sitting on the bed, she yelps in horror. ‘Is it an old hag?’ All the negative thoughts come to her mind making her more panic than she already is.

“Such is the way of a scared girl, aye? You would be dead already if I wanted to kill you. That’s the appetite of a Roman, hmm? Kill them all and build fences? Shut up your fool mouth and open your foolish mind. I’m going to enlighten you.” “What?” Quintus stammered, his anger going in many directions. “It is Lammas, a high holiday for us from all time we know.” Drust stepped a bit away from them, both arms up high when he said Lammas, but he dropped them soon after. “Today, this very evening, I’ll have my vital sacrifice and you will all go out and be a part of it willingly. My hands won’t get wet with your blood a single drop.” Porcius said under his breath, “That’s big of ya.”

I have only 3 days left before miss Lauretta throws me out. I went to collect the bill for his meal,his girlfriend is a talkative. She talks like a parrot,I made to collect it as soon as my hands touched his,I felt a tingling sensation, I quickly took the money and left. He stood up and left. I counted the money,while counting it I saw a note.. "COUNTRY CITY MALL...7PM" Oh my god he left a note,he wanted to see me. I contemplated going. I didn't know him enough but, risks are meant to be taken .

This would be her last time with him, the last time she would feel his body, the last time she would be able to embrace him, and the last time she would allow herself to love him wholeheartedly. She bit her lower lip; if she hadn't, she would have been bawling by now. The pleasure is terrific, but the anguish and pain are killing her. So she closed her eyes and let him claim her body one last time. *** Channy locked her gaze on Rome's sleeping face. She couldn't stop crying as she glanced at Rome's handsome face. It's already five o'clock in the morning, and her trip to Greece is only a few hours away.