Dreamcore Scary Novels & Stories

Realizing we were back on her dream now, I agreed. “It is weird, but like you said, it’s just a dream. Maybe you just happened to see all of those people on TV yesterday or something.” “I don’t think so,” Lucy said quickly, like she’d already gone through the possibilities. “And I definitely haven’t watched any scary movies or videos.” “We watched Twilight last time I was at your house,” I reminded her. “Uh, the only part about that movie that’s scary is K-Stew’s acting.”

I quickly drift off to sleep. Not surprisingly, my sleep is filled with nightmares, each one more terrifying than the last. The visions are incredibly vivid: snarling werebears surround me in an ever-tightening circle; a giant roc ensnares me in its talons and carries me to its mountaintop nest; fearsomely ugly ogres tie me to a spit and begin roasting me over a blazing fire. The dreams all have the same thing in common—I’m about to meet some horrifying doom. I sure hope that my as yet unrevealed Power doesn’t turn out to be precognition!

Drew said as he stopped his movements and looked at me with worry and curiosity, "Moony!" Dime's voice shouted from behind my door "AJ, come in quick!" Drew shouted as he continued to watch me, "I'm coming in," Dime said as she opened the door to see me on the floor shaking in fear and Drew not moving from the bed; "What did you do?" Dime growled as she slowly moved to me "She was having a nightmare," Drew explained as he watched Dime and me "Shit," Dime swore as she got on her knees and crawled over to me.

They entered the house one by one through the window. It was pitch black inside. They turned on their flashlights and lighted up the living room which was full of dust and old things. The atmosphere of the house was very spooky, and only their steps broke the silence inside. Luna felt increasingly pressured and she began to feel something unexplained. "I feel like there are a lot of eyes watching us," she said quietly. Max just laughed, "Stop being so dreamy, Luna. Are you pretending to be a Nancy Drew?" Luna snorted in annoyance at Max.

Lucas asked. “Because I dreamed about this. Her mother is doing to be in her bedroom with her father down the end of the hall. And there’s going to be an older boy about 10. He’s going to be in his room as well. All dead from vampires.” I whispered so Amora couldn’t hear me. So we walked through the house and the bodies were exactly where I said they were going to be. We checked the rest of the house, just in case I missed anything in the dream, but that was unlikely. And we went back out the front.

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ + •*.』 11PM, LATE INTO THE NIGHT AND EVERYONE SAT AROUND THE DOME. Shawn furrowed his brows worriedly at Scarlett. For the past couple of hours, Scarlett was crossing in and out of her Vampire state. One minute, she detested the taste of blood like any sane mortal, the next she'd go rogue and demand for more crates of them.

I woke up panting and gasping for air. What the fuck is the meaning of that!? I looked at my side where my mirror is placed. I am sweating profusely and running out of breath. I dreamed of it again. I thought I totally forgot about it, but I'm wrong — we're wrong. When I came back, I also dreamed about it because I saw him. And now that I want to meet and talk with Jackson, I dreamed of it again. When would it end? Would it even end or itis really endless just like what that shaman said?

Book 1 The Shadow of the Haunter In the darkness of the night Waiting for the light to come When the demons in your mind Remind you of the damage done. Always talking, so much to say Like a haunting ghost from the grave And Heaven seems so far away. —Daughtry, Changes Are Coming * * Sometimes, things have a funny way to happen before you can even realize what on earth is going on. Hi, I’m exhibit A.

“Morpheus commands entities that thrive on humanity’s subconscious fears. They manipulate dreams to influence real-world events, creating chaos and fear. “They’re the reason nightmares sometimes escalate into something far worse…even sudden death.” His explanation sent a chill down my spine. The weight of his words pressed harder now, turning my headache into a full-blown storm of worry. My mind raced, but I couldn’t reconcile why such beings would target me. “And why would they want to harm me?” I asked, my confusion mounting. “If we’re the same, what would they gain by coming after me?” Damien’s expression softened, though his eyes remained shadowed with urgency. “I’d tell you everything i

I did this to show her that my feelings for her would never change, so she'd just have to suck it up. As I began speaking, I lapsed back into my memories and I found out they were as scary as they were as clear and vivid as day. Everywhere was pitch dark, I couldn't even see in front of me. All I heard were echo's of wierd sounds and eerie sounding moans. I felt blind, yet I wasn't. I might as well have been. I kept walking until it seemed I had been working for a life time. Then I came upon some light, it wasn't real light in the sense of it. More of an illusion of light. At this point in time, I felt I was dead and in hell.