Every Drop Is A Man's Nightmare Novels & Stories

he ordered, though his face still held that strange expression of unease “Eating makes you happy, doesn’t it? So eat and calm down!” Tears were still streaming down my face, and I almost choked several times because I was still sobbing. However, I obeyed him, beginning to chew slowly, while I tried to focus on the floor, the ceiling, his face… Anything that could remind me that what I had seen was just a nightmare… However, none of that prevented a shiver from running down my spine when I remembered it was a nightmare that could happen. Very soon. Because, if the man right in front of me dies, our pack would be doomed.

Clutching my chest tightly, my footsteps staggered through the pitch-black puddles as I fought to keep myself from falling. A hoarse voice, thick with the stench of alcohol, echoed from the shadows of a narrow alley. Three men covered in swirling tattoos slowly stepped out, locking down my every escape route against the ruined factory wall. A bolt of lightning sliced through the night sky, its split-second flash reflecting a cold, razor-sharp glint off the switchblade in the leader's hand before fading back into the darkness. Their eyes locked onto my soaking wet, battered silhouette—brutal and naked.

That look he gave me when he found out I went out with Caleb. That expression when he opened the cabinet. Like I had betrayed him. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. Somewhere between panic and exhaustion, I fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night, dying of thirst. When I passed by Travis’s room, I noticed the door was slightly open and a faint light spilled out. Someone inside was murmuring my name. “Jennie…” My steps froze. Was he unable to sleep because of what happened too?

I waited a long time, but he just couldn't stop. Finally, I let myself lean gently against his shoulder and closed my eyes. "Dad…Mom… I'm sorry…" I could feel someone shaking me, but I couldn't open my eyes no matter how much I tried. "Open my eyes and look at me, Kate! Please don't do this! I'll take you home! I'll take you right now!" The moment he lifted me, my hand slipped down limp and weightless, like a puppet with its strings cut. Jason froze for a moment, his body trembling hard.

It makes me jump and cry out before I get out of the way as the window breaks and glass shards fly all over my bedroom. Running into the bathroom, I close the door behind me and lock it. What is the matter with that man? The contagion, is it some kind of bioweapon that makes you go crazy? Feeling that something is horribly wrong, I realize that I dropped my phone in the bedroom and now there is a crazed lunatic running around possibly in there with it.

My world was on fire. My body, rising from the shadows of my grave, felt torn. My heart pumped no blood, My lungs breathed no air. I was still, like a thief in the night. I stumbled out of the hole in the ground and looked at my surroundings. Only darkness, no one in sight. As I stood there waiting for this nightmare to end Waiting for this nightmare to make sense, memories started to flood my mind. A man with beautiful blue eyes and hair as dark as his soul.

Drip drop, drip drop. A persistent sound echoed in her ears. She hissed and turned over in her sleep. Who or what was making that sound? She turned on her side, reaching for her pillow, a strong unmovable object obscured her way. Her eyelids fluttered open for a minute, then she bolted up straight. She was alarmed by what she saw. Who was this half-naked man in her bed? She looked at the mountain of a man, how did he get here?

Pain filled his eyes. "They're coming for you." Fear shot through Scarlett instantly. "Who?" The man's face darkened. "The ones who took everything." The forest trembled around them. Wind roared through the trees. The river began turning black. Scarlett's pulse thundered. "Tell me who you are." The man opened his mouth. Finally ready to answer. Finally ready to reveal the truth. But before the words could leave him. A scream tore through the night. Scarlett's eyes snapped open.

Unnoticed by these men, these drops of blood were absorbed into the floor. The sisters were now at full strength. "Now," Rose whispered. A hand reached out from the wall and dragged a man inside, leaving no cracks or any opening to where it had dragged the man into, other hands reached out from the floor, ceiling, sofa, and table, making the unfortunate men shriek, letting their colleagues know. Dread filled the air and the core of these men like a thing alive, and it appeared on their faces with bewildered expressions mingled with terror. Their hearts thumped fast in hopes to leave their chests.

This time my sleep is plagued by nightmares and dreams alike. But I only remember one dream, that still plagues my mind when I wake up. I cry out from shock as I am pulled out of the nightmare. My whole body is trembling and I am covered in sweat, which has drenched my clothing making them stick to my body. The image still haunts me, Ash calling out my name, his hand reaching down to grab my hand as I fall. Then suddenly the dream freezes and words appear in the sky in blood red writing. ‘There coming’ then it flickers ‘were coming, be ready.’ Then suddenly I am falling again, than just before I hit the ground it blacks out. That’s when I woke up. I lie there as still as possible, too scared