Alone Little Nightmares Novels & Stories

Rebecca woke up alone in bed, her heart racing from a nightmare. She sat up and looked around the room, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. Andreas wasn't there, and the bed next to her was empty. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down, reminding herself that it was just a bad dream. But the fear lingered, and she couldn't shake it off.

Hard to believe I’m days away from popping. My stomach is stretched far too much, my back aches, the fake contractions have me freaking out, and my feet are like balloons. I’m ready for the Little Nightmare to come out. The nickname Little Nightmare seems to be sticking. It’s slightly fitting as her father is a demigod of death and her mothers is a lycan. These are definitely two things that would give normal people nightmares, and Everly is a combination of those things. We decided to call her Ever as a cute nickname and Little Nightmare as her nickname for when she is driving us crazy.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

The stain never comes off. I hear music and laughter. Sounds that dig deep, cutting sharply through my confusion and panic, gouging inside my ears. I hear voices. Voices of ghosts and nightmares. Voices I've heard my whole life. Voices I could never escape. I want to piss myself, I want to puke, but I know that will make Mum mad. I can't stay here, in this tiny bathroom. There's no point. The lock is broken. Sometimes, if I'm quiet, if I'm really quiet, they forget I'm here, so caught up in their shit that they don't remember the little mouse hiding in the bedroom. I could go there now and hide in the wardrobe. Yes, that's what I'll do.

NIGHTMARE I was walking and was scared I heard my name being call I look around but saw no one,I keep walking and heard my name when I turn back no one as I look at my front he was there and he say am coming I woke up and was scared,I started crying I didn't know my cry was loud and the doctor came in Hey Alex,Alex what wrong His coming he say his coming Who is coming Alex The vampire Alex listen to me you have a bad dream no one coming ok,you are safe

Mira sighs and rubs her face. "You'll think I'm nuts." "I already do, please proceed." "That man, the one who stole from me. Remember how I said he grabbed my arms then just disappeared? Like right off of me? Well, do you think he has anything to do with that guy from today? I...um...I think that guy was in my nightmare. I know that makes no sense, but my nightmare started with the man taking my wallet photo. And veins came up my body like ash black and I was burning. In my dream I felt as if I were burning alive, and I screamed. That man looks like the man I had dreamed stood and watched. Dream me kept calling out to him for help, but he only glared and ignored me. I could hear mom screamin

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

Luna woke me at three AM, crying. Not the quiet tears of grief I'd grown accustomed to, but the messy, hiccupping sobs of a child who'd had a nightmare. I found her tangled in her blankets, her stuffed wolf clutched at her chest, tears streaming down her face. "Mama," she whimpered when she saw me. "I had a bad dream." Not a prophetic vision. Not a strategic concern. Just a nightmare. "Come here, baby." I climbed into bed with her, pulling her into my arms. She was shaking. "Tell me about it."

So I just laid there and listened. I gasped awake. I looked around me and made sure I was still in my room. I collapsed back unto the bed and groaned. This was my third nightmare tonight. What is wrong with me! I turn to my side and saw that I hadn't closed my curtains. I looked outside and saw that it was snowing. Snow was so gentle and pure. It had a purpose to freeze then to fall unto the ground. Me? I have no purpose. After I help the Luna give birth...I will be leaving and I will be alone again. That is what happens in every dream. No matter what happens, I will always end up being alone.