Anime Nightmare Novels & Stories

A sound wakes her up, glancing around, she watches the woman putting down the food. “Lucifer, have you seen Lucifer?” She looks at Anais briefly and walks out—the door locks. Of course, she won’t say. Sitting, Anais eats. Afterwards, she falls backwards onto the bed, exhausted. Whatever he has done is making me tired. The words quiet in her mind as she drifts to sleep. Anais finds herself shaking in her sleep. Her screams are loud as she watches the images flood her mind. Her head shaking, it isn’t true. She watches Lucifer, the woman screaming to be saved as he kills her. Her screams get louder as she jumps and wakes up.

he spat out venomously. His words struck a nerve within me, fueling my determination to end him once and for all. I pounced on him, landing a series of blows without pause. He didn't protest or fight back, leaving me taken aback. Soon, he coughed and spat out blood from his mouth, then calmly said, "Are you surprised I didn't fight back? I told you, I have no reason to live."

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

You know I don't feel good seeing blood and cruel things. "Yeah, but maybe your ancestors... “Oh, Lena, take a break!” Zylah said with a laugh, taking me by the shoulders as we walked out of the mall." You're worried about it just like that time when you couldn't stop watching movies about demons. "Don't remind me of that. I still have nightmares to this day," said Anne, containing a shiver. “Nightmare?” I asked, very attentive to any of your reactions." Nightmares with demons? What are these nightmares like?

She wore armour made of blackened metal, and her eyes glowed like embers in a dying fire. "How dare you summon me Annitore," Ahnika snarled. "How dare you drag my spirit from its rest to look upon the face I've tried so hard to forget?" Annie stumbled back. "I'm sorry, I didn't—I needed to talk to you, I needed—" "You needed what?" Ahnika laughed, "After everything you did? After all the havoc you caused? Do you think I've forgotten? Do you think death erased what you were?" "I don't—" Annie's voice cracked. "I don't remember. I don't remember any of it."

He nodded at Zee approving it. After a while Callum was calm enough not to shiver and panic. "Now. How about some juice"? Saint came into the room with another glass and this time he drank it silently. "Callum ". He saw Stephen sitting beside him with Enzo slipping out of the bed. They all settled giving Stephen the margin to hold him. And support them both. "What you saw was not a nightmare though how I wish it to be. This is the reason why I was against it in the first place to have a Human here in the den of Non Humans. Or Vampires as you call us.

The privileged shit-heads began playing a video on their ultimate phone devices, sexually feeble soundtrack included. Deep down in Casper's mind she began to put the current audio input to her recent nightmare. Tears fell down her cheeks. On the video, the name 'Casper' was used enough to move it past the throws of ecstasy into the realm of sorry-ass amateur date-rape p**n. "We may have broken Casper a teensy bit," Anima feigned sincere regret well. "Oh," I chuckled, "it is too late for word play now, Anima. That train has left the station and the whole crew here missed it. I warned you about slithering horrors and the beautification of humanity. Here is the final lesson..."

Those that didn’t go peacefully were ended. Americans who had committed to the “Fangs Are Welcome” movement had filmed LIGHTS members destroying Vampires who refused to go and used the footage to cause upheaval amongst those who were not sure. They’d edited and modified the videos to make it look gruesome, replacing ash with blood, faking scenes where children were slaughtered. The entire situation was awful, and it was then that her father had lost the last small grip he had had on sanity amongst the citizens of the United States.

As Kit looked out into the backyard, she could see the pieces of trash thrown everywhere that was coated in the slimy concoction that looked like congealed blood. It was something that could inspire horror movies from the looks of it. She understood why Mitsuhide didn’t want her to see it or the other guys in the house as well. She knew they would downplay anything just to keep her calm. She almost smiled at that. She knew they all were trying. Things were looking like that other shoe was falling right now. She took a deep breath and turned around and looked at the door for a minute.

When a lone message pops up on my whatsapp screen i am too into cool fm's honey's night cafe to notice (That lady sounds like an angel and a greek siren, all wrapped up in one. Then i see it. A text from an unsaved number with an anime character with blue hair and round eyes as its profile picture. One word. One word that changes everything i have known. It says: Hey. I roll over and type: Hey you. Then i hit the send button. Aye warrior. Aye, i know the man. He has arms the width of an ox's neck and strength to rival that of a python breaking prey. He has the courage of lightning—a fearless will to walk all paths, and the ferocity of a leopard. He is like Amadioha, on a rainy night.