Beautiful Nightmare Book Novels & Stories

She saw dead bodies after dead bodies, the earth dried their blood till it couldn't no more and their blood just flowed on the ground With each step she took she got more scared and everything got more horrifying, she thought she was going to pass out when she saw the little girl again, staring at her with bloodshot eyes and this time both of them mouthed "help" _____ Elle quickly woke up with a gasp and sweat all over her body, she quickly touched her face and when she felt nothing apart from sweat she heaved a sign of relief "slept to escape a nightmare just to meet another nightmare" she muttered as she curled up in her blanket. But her eyes met the book she left on her table and she real

“Were these any help, detective?” “I’m afraid not,” I said, defeated. I was in a bit of a daze after staring at projected newsprint on the dim screen. I leaned on the desk and looked around the building absentmindedly until my eyes finally settled on a small sign hanging on a table covered with a neat stack of books. “Warning: The Library is Not Responsible for Nightmares!” I read out loud, walking over to look at the books. Well-worn volumes with pink skulls grinning back at me from stickers on their spines. Dracula. Frankenstein. The Invisible Man.

As she puked, flashes of the nightmare that tore her from sleep started flashing before her eyes. Blood- so much of it. Bodies piled up in heaps. The crackle of magic in the air, the sweltering heat of dragon fire everywhere, and her... Nezetta... In the center of it all. Chestnut brown hair whipped about a small face. The blackest of eyes and the darkest of hearts. Naomi felt it all, saw it all... Heard it all. "Ugh," Naomi groaned as she emptied the contents of her stomach even more. There was so much going on in her mind, so much that she didn't—couldn't understand.

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

-I'll fight my fears, Jay, I'll do it for you -I walked over and sat to the side across from him- I promise you my monsters won't defeat me. I realized that what he said was true, I had died in my sleep, one of my fears was to sleep and be trapped in one of my nightmares, not knowing what was real or not. This thing I was living was like a very bad nightmare. And there were monsters lurking: Death, damned souls, and God knows what else I'd be about to discover. Once upon a time a girl was trapped in a nightmare with many monsters to face, Once upon a time a girl was afraid of the dark, demons were about to cross over.

That is the strangest thing I have ever thought in my life. That familiar itch starts to spread across my neck, down my chest to my stomach. It itches so bad, I pull up my shirt and when I do, I scream out into the empty dark room that is lit only by the moonlight and a single nightlight over by the entrance. Daring to look down again, I see that where I had just scratched, is a gaping wound and there is a maggot crawling out of it. I hear a noise from behind me and when I turn on my heels, I watch as the same man from before stands about a foot taller than I am and is staring right into my eyes. He opens his mouth and states, “You have finally awakened. Good.”

Marcus added. “You can have anything you desire!” Elder Amelia promised. Listening to their promises, I was reminded of an old fable. A traveler saves a frozen snake, and when the snake revives, it bites and kills the traveler. A snake’s nature doesn’t change. Neither does a vampire’s. “There’s no need,” I said calmly. “What?” Milton couldn’t believe it. “I said, there’s no need,” I repeated. “You and Josie can live your lives together.” “But Josie has ruined everything…” Marcus said.

She just wanted to go to the human world in peace. This was no wolf nor a human. It was a creature she had heard people talk about but had never seen herself because she barely went out. It was a vampire. Fear fastened her stomach. Bloodthirsty monsters with no control - that was what she’d read about vampires in books. Yet, here she was alone, unarmed, and completely at his mercy. He noticed her fear and a sinister smile played on his lips. The devilish smile was such a contrast to his otherworldly beauty. As though he wanted to taunt her further just to revel in her fear, his fingers brushed against the letter. "Interesting," he murmured.

This morning, I'm still so worried. I didn't get much sleep! I kept having horrible nightmares. In some, I was being chased by a family of zombies through the manor house, in others, I was the Bathory's meal. This food thing is really getting to me. All the little details I've put together is making me reflect on the nature of my hosts. And on the darkness surrounding them. I see Sarah coming to meet me. She looks more rested than I am. It's not very surprising considering...