Alone Little Nightmares Novels & Stories

"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.

Only four girls were present, sound asleep, a testament to the hour. As Rithanya prepared her bed, set her alarm for 7 am, and settled in, her thoughts began to cascade into her dreams. In her slumber, a vivid and unsettling dream took hold—a scenario where she entered an examination hall, slightly late, and was met with a room full of students fervently writing. The weight of time pressed upon her, and she struggled to finish her exam. The aftermath of her performance was a shock—she scored the lowest marks, her classmates mocked her, and her parents' disappointment was palpable. The dream painted a portrait of failure and humiliation that left Rithanya gasping for air as she jolted awake w

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

She said as she turned on the lamp beside her to find no one in her room. "Again a nightmare." Her mother entered her room as she was in her nightgown. She was sleeping when she heard her shriek. "No they weren't nightmares." Alaina said as she get down from the bed and after taking her hoodie went outside. Her mother kept screaming her name but she won't listen. She remembered everything. •••••~~~♪♪♪~~~•••••

Allison shook her head negatively. "I want to lay with you tonight," Allison said shyly and Lina cocked a brow at the child. "Really?" Allison nodded eagerly. "Okay. Let's get comfortable then, shall we?" Allison smiled and Lina helped her climb onto the bed. They snuggled under the covers and Lina started reading to her. It was simple stories she liked. About Fairies and Mermaids. It wouldn't be the first time she would sleep in her bed. When they had first moved in she often had these reoccurring nightmares of her father dying that kept her up at night and to make her sleep she would snuggle up to her while she reads to her. She was so little yet she worries so much about her father it gav

Your sister is next! Your, Nightmare There was a roaring wolf stamp and the end of the letter. I wonder how they know that I'm alive. First of all, I don't even know who 'they' are. After brainstorming I concluded. I think I know who they are. They surely did not name themselves but they did leave a small sign. The roaring wolf confirms it.

”she reassured him whilst holding and rubbing his hand in a comforting and smoothing manner. She wiped his tears gently, Junior nodded his head,”mummy! mummy! I had a terrible nightmare! All the toys and designs in my room came to life and was chasing me. Mummy ! They caught up with me and turned me into Johnny Bravo!!!”, he exclaimed with tears. Alice,” “, her eye brow raised in confusion. She didn’t know how react to what he just said. Junior frowned,”you see mummy! I knew you won’t understand..”, he got up and stomped his feet against the floor.

Mom and Dad will come to me and let me sleep in their room. Yuan said that I should not be afraid of Nightmare because it visits the ones who are scared of it. He said that if I became brave to sleep alone, Nightmare won’t visit me. When I was eight, he gave me his favorite stuffed toy. He said it protects him from Nightmare and if I sleep with the teddy bear, Nightmare will not come to me. I don’t know what happened because his teddy bear suddenly lost its magic to protect me from Nightmare.

I was 15 when everything changed. I was completely unprepared for my entire life to be upended. No one was. I still remember the expression my Dad had when he realized that what was happening. My nightmares won't let me forget. That face haunts my nights and then I wake to the real nightmare, my new life. Let me back track though, we'll start at the beginning.

Dannie had a feeling her grandma wouldn’t approve of her creepiness much. Throwing back the covers, she set her feet on the hardwood flooring. “Son of a bitch, “Dannie said in a sigh. She rested her forearms on her knees. With a slow, deep breath she waited until her heart finally caught on to the fact there was no danger. It was only a nightmare. Another fucking nightmare. As long as Dannie could remember, she had them. On a typical week, Dannie would suffer three to five nightmares. They were all similar in theme: death, mayhem, and suffering— all the good stuff. Though, she never actually had a nightmare with the deabru before. Usually, her nightmares were vague concepts and seemingly sym