Dreamswap Nightmare Novels & Stories

You told me about them and I promised to always be there for you to protect you. I knew what I was talking about, one of my biggest fears. And I had several. Sometimes I had sleep paralysis, it was horrible not being able to move you, I felt like I would be trapped. I told Jay about it, I remember well what I told him: I'm afraid of being trapped in one of my dreams...I mean, in one of my nightmares. I'm afraid of going to sleep and not waking up afterwards. I'm afraid of not knowing if I'm living a reality or if it's all a figment of my imagination. I have many fears.

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

She stared at the broken fountain that settled in the corner outside, near a small storage house that only takes ten steps to get there—starting at the fountain’s point. In her sight, birds were flying, and steady trees without any wind were like city buildings. Over twenty-two years, Amandla had never seen what a city looks like and how people do things there. She was living peacefully, happily with her mother in the forest. Her dreams were anywhere in the city, but no one else could guide the house if she went together with her mother. She took a few steps forward and pressed her forehead against the cold glass from the window; she sighed. Even at three in the afternoon, the birds were sti

The next day David woke up early since it was Saturday he had nowhere to go. He He decided to go and check up on Stella and admit his feelings for her. He decided to stop being a coward and take responsibility for her pregnancy. He was ready to do anything for her to forgive him and give him a second chance. He went to her door and was about to knock when he heard her talking but this time it seems like her constant nightmare she always tell him about. He opened the door and went inside and Tru to his thought she was having a nightmare. He walked up to her on the bed and woke her up cuddling her. "Is okay baby. I'm here don't be scared." He started coaxing her when she started crying. "David

Amara shrieked in fear, she woke up terrified from the nightmare, her body drenched in sweat. Her heart racing and her hands trembling as she tried to catch her breath, the memory of the terrifying images still fresh in her mind. She didn't understand what she exactly saw a nightmare or twisted fragment of her lost memories. It all seemed too real to be called a mere nightmare. Reality blurred with the remnants of the nightmare, leaving her disoriented and unsure of her surroundings. Anxiety coursed through her veins, a relentless tide threatening to overwhelm her fragile sense of composure. She longed for the comforting embrace of Rhys.

But how does he convince her she belongs to him with the softness of a gentle man? Or by showing her the immortal hunger and cravings he’s been keeping under lock for centuries! ZORYA LEVIN’S P.O.V. I didn’t sleep… No! I couldn’t sleep! Which isn’t exactly new for me. It’s not like my sleep schedule has ever obeyed me anyway and my nights are usually a mess. My sleep is usually plagued with weird dreams, nightmares that feel a little too real, flashes of things I don’t understand and honestly don’t even try to anymore.

Adriel's arm wrapped around me, and I nestled my head against his chest, finding solace in his steady heartbeat. I couldn't sleep for the first few hours and as I was finally drifting off to sleep, I felt Adriel's body tense beside me. His breathing became shallow and uneven, and then suddenly he jerked awake with a gasp. His body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, his eyes wide and filled with fear. "Adriel? Are you okay?" I whispered, concern flooding my voice as I reached out to touch his arm. Adriel's gaze met mine, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. "Nightmare... It was just the same nightmare. It's getting clearer."

(JO POV) It was so odd. I realized that Dane often intentionally drifted in and out of my dreams. It wasn't the same kind of connection as when we went to his whitespace, but it was clear he was there. This time, though, something felt off. In my dream, I stood fishing near a river. The water pulsed rhythmically, like a heartbeat. I watched, entranced, until the world around me began to darken. I glanced up at the sun and then back down to find the water had turned blood red, the rhythm slowing ominously.

It pricks at the edges of my drowsy mind, prodding me back to a consciousness I'm not yet ready to embrace. Last night, my dreams took a fantastical turn. I imagined myself transformed into a merman, alongside Esme who had become a mermaid. Together, we frolicked in the luxurious, jacuzzi-style bathtub I own, splashing playfully with our tails and sharing laughter. A dreamy kiss with Esme left me in a blissful haze. However, the sweetness of the dream soon twisted into a nightmare. Stephanie and the Alpha appeared, forcibly separating us, and harshly tucking us into bed. Our mermaid tails had vanished, replaced by human feet—what a strange and disconcerting dream it was.

Asher wasn't drying, I was drowning, it wasn't real. I awakened with a start, my heart racing and my body drenched in sweat. The echoes of the nightmare linger, haunting me like a ghost, refusing to release their grip on my mind. I tried to shake off the lingering sense of dread, to convince myself that it was only a dream, but the images were seared into my consciousness, impossible to forget.