Batman Nightmares Novels & Stories

It took a lot for me not to slap his hand away. Sensing my hesitation, he continued. “Nathan Night is not who you think he is. He's a liar and murderer. He slaughtered innocent children. Do you really want to get protection from someone like that? My heart started to beat faster. “What are you talking about?” “Come with me and all your questions will be answered.

I asked, squinting my eyes trying to get a glimpse of the stranger. “Oh please I know more than your name bunny, I know everything about you” he said taking two more steps. “So you are a stalker then, how long have you been stalking me?” I panicked as I took more steps back. “I’m not a stalker bunny, I’m your nightmare” the voice said and just like the wind he disappeared into the shadows like he was never there, my heart sank into my stomach as his last words echoed in my head. I’m your nightmare.

I scream that they may have tattooed me, but I’m not one of them and I don’t want to go on anymore stupid missions. It works better than I hoped. Carden doesn’t stop by for days on end leaving me with my nightmares. They become stronger with each passing day. I wake up breathless. I wake up crying. I wake up with my fists clenched to the point of having bloody nail marks dug into my palms. I wake up with a scream. And then I don’t wake up at all.

A cacophony of jarring sounds penetrated the darkness. Distant voices intermingled with the thrumming of my own ragged pulse. My brow furrowed as consciousness slowly trickled back. Where...? The viscous ooze of half-remembered nightmares clung to the edges of my mind like cobwebs. Shadowy impressions began to materialize - the relentless pursuit, the demented shrieks, those ruinous, haunting eyes... My own eyes flew open as the final dregs of sleep dissolved. I gulped down grateful lungfuls of air, grounding myself in the simple act of breathing. In. Out. In. Out.

Make him know what it feels like to be bitter, and when she's done, he's going to wish he was never born. His name is Rory John Gate and she's going to be his nightmare." She finishes speaking and finally looks over at the little girl and she is already asleep and she gets up and lays a soft kiss on her head and cover her up with the bedsheets, before walking out of the room. Authors message: Hello and welcome to the sequel of Little Nerdy Nightmare I hope you really like the beginning, if you did, leave a review. Love you guys

You are from my dreams, August screamed inside his head, trying to deal with the madness gripping his self. Both chanted and sang while a huge creature emerged from the smoke. This beast stood a bit bigger than the others, and was the one sporting black fur. Two of the grey creatures brought him gory bits of Roman soldiers. One held a leg, the thigh end glistening in the moonlight. The other tossed a head up and down in its hands like a child playing with a ball. The black haired creature snatched the head from the grey monster’s grasp, and bit into it like a man would an apple, and threw it to the ground. The big thing smacked its lips so loud those in hiding could hear it.

"Do you want to deny it? I still have one proof, that person is still alive, Robin, he was there too. You buried that frail body covered in blood… with your own hands, and filled with tears. You loved her even at first sight, with that pale face… even though her eyes were closed." Bane was silent, but a few tears fell from his eyes, he did not expect Reina to know the darkest history of his life, the darkest period ... the time he wanted to erase ... but he did not have the control to do it, it was a moment that was always repeated in His nightmare when his body was not too tired ... he would dream about that moment ... continuously. That's why he likes to spend his nights working out..he'll

“I’m not a coward who backs down from a challenge with excuses. Let’s finish this shit once and for all.” As soon as I said it, whispers spread all over the room. “Silence! Natalya, you don’t know what you’re asking for. You already look pathetic in your state.” Yeah... look who’s talking. Someone who almost fainted when I broke his arm. “That’s exactly why I’m curious. I want to know what Nightmare is made of,” I threw it as a challenge, though deep down I knew I was lying. I had already seen what he was.... dangerous, ruthless, and bloodthirsty like a vampire.

Bad. Cash and I were the only ones that survived the Nightmare from our family. Mom and Dad were already sick by the time the vampires came to our home to 'save' us. The vamps were only there for me. They had found out about my IQ and wanted my brain to join them. I had insisted that they saved my brother as well. I may have made it a deal breaker.

I doubted my sanity would remain intact if I were to be left on my own. We all sat in the cozy living room, surrounded by plush cushions and soft blankets. My three best friends; Layla, Janelle, and Sofia, as well as Alyssa, my sister-in-law, flanked me on the large couch, while Alfredo and Alvida, my parents-in-law, sat on a couch opposite ours. The room was bathed in the warm, afternoon sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the darkness that still clung to my very being. I took a deep breath and looked at them, my voice shaky as I spoke. "I've been having these recurring nightmares,"