Dream X Nightmare Sin Novels & Stories

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

MY HEAD WAS IN pain because it felt like someone was pulling my mind tighter and tighter, and if they didn't let go soon, it was going to snap. I couldn't do anything about it either since I was still under the nightmare Master’s control, performing for these rich socialites or should I say sadistic assholes. Well, I'm not performing that is the job for the freaks that the night remaster sends me. What Doc doesn't realize is that his ability works, and where most of them are freaks, the nightmare master can't stand the sight of, since they are useless. So he sends them here to perform for these assholes.

Who could it be? I was torn between satisfying my throbbing core with Damon's thick cock and getting dressed quickly. I didn't want to stop now. I couldn’t stop now.. I've waited 2 years to be pounded like the dirty slut I am. Damien fixed his eyes on mine. He bit his lower lip and grabbed my ass and gave it a spank as he proceeded towards the door. My core throbbed at the thought of someone hearing us, well- hearing me, he has such a good cock. I wish I’d fucked him sooner.

I seriously could not think straight today, but who could blame me? Asher Creed had totally hit on me last night and there wasn't a single thing that I could do about it. Except maybe continue to have wet dreams about him and secretly touch myself in the bath while I thought about him. I knew I was a horrible friend for having these thoughts, but I wasn't breaking the rule, right? We said we couldn't date each other's brothers; there was no rule that said we couldn't fantasize about them.

When I have power, when these chains are gone. He’s first on my list, followed by those smug twin bastards and then that vampire freak, Dax, the most arrogant of them all. That perverted blood-sucker had the nerve to slip into my dreams, not just slip, he took over. Touched, teased and whispered things I don’t dare repeat that woke me up breathless and furious. The nerve. The shamelessness. The... ugh. They all act like I’m some sort of toy made to be fought over or claimed. No.

And when I finally fell asleep, my dreams betrayed me. I dreamed of silk restraints. Of my wrists tied above my head to his bedpost. Of Alex between my legs, devouring me like a man on the edge of starvation. His mouth moved like he worshiped me, moaning into my wetness as if it were his salvation. His fingers gripped my thighs hard, holding me open while his tongue worked me to the edge and dragged me off the cliff. “You taste like sin,” he whispered into my dream. “Mine. Only mine.”

(DARK SINS II) DREAD AND DESPAIR. That is just a few of the needed ingredients to have that perfect greed to be born into this very world and book. And just how will that be? Simple, feed the vessel with the lies and let her experience such dread and despair firsthand. “Right?” Drawing a cunning smile as the three of them are watching the birth of the sin through the sacrificial lamp that is Chantal. Alliah giggles in her seat as she is amused by the plan JK pulled at hand.

"He did. I could feel it. He did it. I believe in my hallucinations now, but I am not mad." "Ai, it was all your hallucinations and nightmare all along. Because he do drugs you to sleep, you can't deny the fact that while you sleep he would do it. That drugs also help in controlling your mind. That causes you to hallucinate the act, then you believe it is reality all along. Nightmares are normal after such experiences." "Oh my goodness. What have I done? What have I done? Oh no." I cried guiltily as my palm was on my head.

When we were done with dinner, I snuggled closer to Damon's side, seeking solace in his protective embrace as we watched a movie in bed but something called to me. "Selene," an evil scratchy voice called my name from a dark corner, my body became paralyzed from fear. What the fuck called me??? My breathing increased while I tightened my grip on Damon body... Oh hell, I'm not sleeping tonight, I took a silent vow... The night wore on, and exhaustion finally overtook me just as dawn approached. It was then that I fell into a troubled sleep, plagued by a recurring nightmare. In my dreams, as usual, I witnessed Damon being gruesomely killed by an unknown assailant, leaving me completely helpless

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word