Dream X Nightmare Sin Novels & Stories

Just grown more dangerous. Damian Alexander. The boy who ruined high school for me. The son of my mother’s boss. My best friend’s boyfriend. What the fuck have I done? “Who the hell are you?” he barked, his voice sharp and demanding. “How the fuck did you get here?”

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.

That way, it would be easier to forget him. When I slept, it was with the memory of him holding me in his arms, but more often I lay awake, my body soft and aching for his hardness to surround him. I couldn’t sleep and my appetite had suffered. I couldn’t even have sex with Edward, because the simple fact was that I couldn't stand him touching me. He didn’t even tempt me enough to arouse me. When I closed my eyes at night, I saw Alex, with his unruly dark hair and clear, gray eyes, and how he tasted me on his tongue.

I can’t imagine my Papa wants to be with these women. I know pot calling the kettle black. I sleep around, but I don’t have a wolf, and the chances of having a mate are slim to none. I, however, have the decency to fuck elsewhere. I don’t bring my one-night-stands into the villa. My brother and I know better and take our booty calls to the Night Haven house. Before going to bed, I put in my earbuds, selecting a playlist on my phone to fall asleep. With the smooth vocals of John Legend, I drifted off to sleep. Typically my dreams are pretty average, or I think they are since I don’t usually remember them.

Stella replied quickly feeling shy already. Later at night David heard some uncomfortable sound and decided to raise his heard and see what's happening. He saw Stella having a nightmare. "No... No... No... Mom, Dad wake up don't go please... don't leave me here alone please..." David heard everything and was confused as to why she was mentioning her parents names. "Did they abandon her... no if they did she wouldn't be running their company. What really happened to her then."David couldn't place the two together because he once overhead the nurses conversing about her nightmare always mentioning her parents names. He was still thinking when he felt a tight squeeze on his hand and decided to

I hugged her with tears falling from my eyes, why would I forget that my friend is someone that’s very observant. “So let’s not change the topic, what do you mean a night of sin if it’s not murder?” “You know I told you about the open marriage he suggested?” “Yes I do and I’m still upset that you got such a pass and you didn’t take it at all.” She frowned. “What if I told you I did it and it felt sinfully good.” “GIRLLLLLLLLLLLLLL” She screamed at the top of her voice..super excitement all over her. “Finally!! Now I understand why you were so happy the other time, you know what? I need the full gist, is he sexy? How many inches is the cookie? Does he last long? Did you squirt all over him..”

There was no Father John to taunt me and no one to look at me with that knowing gaze. I curled myself up in my bed. My eyes lingered longer than usual on the Ceiling until they became blurry. The faint sound of children laughing outside, the faded echoes of footsteps, bells chiming. Each time I closed my eyes, I was there again. Standing helplessly, his hands gripping the back of my neck, his breath fanning my cheeks as he whispered. “You were born in sin Simon, but I will cleanse you of that sin.” I turned my face burying it into the pillow, trying to shake off the memory.

Too overwhelmed by my guilt and my inability to forgive God for letting me see this dreams, and myself. *...We are the salt and the light of the world. Let us shine our light and give Satan no room to overcome the world, it is written…* I remembered every night and those red eyes, they never stopped haunting me. It had been a while since I'd cried over what I'd lost, and I didn't plan to cry now, but I couldn't stop thinking about the dream that had woken me. The amber-eyed male and how he'd stripped me of every shred of my innocence.

I liked the name. I paused taking a moment to think about it, really fucking think about it. Did I want to go down this road with him? Did I want to fuck a man and then leave the city the next day and never see him again? I did. Of course I did. Damian gripped my cheek, gentle but firm enough to face my head into his direction. He bent down when he spoke softly,”I want to know the name of the woman I’m fucking tonight.” Woah.

Wondering what it was, I opened my eyes to see a headless Ben hugging me. I screamed and screamed and pushed him away and continued screaming. His body fell to the floor close to his pool while his head was already floating in the pool. I screamed again and again until I screamed out of my sleep. I jumped up on my bed, clutching my chest tightly. I looked around and realised I was in my room with Lily who was now awake due to my scream. "What's wrong Martha?" She asked worried and a little scared "I had a nightmare" "Its okay, its just a dream" she said, her little voice somehow calming my nerves. I watched her lay down again and closed her eyes.