Every Drop Is A Man's Nightmare Novels & Stories

Daniela's POV A black card with my name on it. That was what I had been playing with for the past five minutes, with a huge smile on my face. Funny, because no one should be happy their worst enemy had done something nice. A gift alone should be an alert to tread carefully. And yeah, I should also be worried about other things; like how this man always had access to my room and was clearly in here when I was asleep, or probably even lamenting over the very graphic and gory nightmare I had just a few hours ago about Alexander drowning me in his pool.

He grabbed her by the waist and slammed her on the ground. She grunted as she held her back, wincing from the pain. He walked towards her, ready to take her by the leg. She made a huge mistake when she kicked her leg forward, hitting him in the neck. He fell to his knees and grabbed her legs, and she took out the powder. She poured it all over his nose. He inhaled it and dropped her; her legs hit the ground, as did the man.

Angel One moment, we were in the pit; the next, everything shifted. Four men dropped down, landing hard, their boots hitting the ground with a thud that echoed through the darkness. They didn’t hesitate. They didn’t speak. They just looked at us, fierce and ready. “Little mouse, hold on tight,” Drake said. His voice was low and controlled, but there was something else in it, something sharper, more dangerous.

*Trigger warning, adult content* I walked into the kitchen, "Manny are you ok?" "Yes I'm ok, I accidently dropped one of your mugs" he said as he was picking up the pieces of glass "Jesus, you scared me, I asked if you were ok earlier and you didn't answer" I sighed, relief washing over me Just as I was about to help him pick up the glass I noticed blood, I froze for what felt like hours. Nightmares flooded my mind once again...

62 Alex I couldn’t sleep again that night. I tried—God knows I tried—but every time I closed my eyes, I saw him. Liam, bleeding out in that alley, his lifeless eyes staring into mine. The nightmare had shaken me to my core, leaving me drenched in sweat, my heart hammering in my chest. The room was dark and still, but my mind raced with fragments of the message, the nightmare, and the growing sense that something was horribly wrong. "I’ll strike again, and next time, nobody will help you."

My mind wouldn't shut off. Wouldn't stop replaying everything. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it all again. The gun pointing. The shot firing. Danny falling. The blood pooling. When I finally did fall asleep from pure exhaustion, the nightmares started immediately. In the first one, I was back at that compound. But this time, I didn't throw the knife fast enough. The man shot Danny again. And again. And again. Until he stopped moving entirely.

If were alone together I don’t trust myself, I don’t trust him. Tomorrow is going to be a nightmare. A/N drop a gem, like or comment if you enjoyed this chapter xx

His mind began drip-drip-dripping plop drip drip collecting into a puddle of nonsense at his feet lights and boxers and monsters in a pool of liquid rock, shaking sticks waved and played and talked the stock market then drank a bubbling milky scum from a big skull Aya. They yelled. Hua. They barked. Ska. Ska monoamine oxidase inhibitor their god there was a man from Nantucket who showed a left hand until until Plop!

"Why? Afraid I'd rat you out to everyone that you're a fucking leader of a Mafia?" "Unless you want every one of them dead..then you're free to ruin lives." He said without any ounce of hesitation. If this man could toss another human down a plane without a parachute with an anchor connected to his leg then I was damn sure he could kill everyone in that room. "So you better choose right, baby." He said and sighed. "Now get off my lap." When we got to the party, the classy beautiful hall was blessed with opera music. One that enjoyed.

The drop loomed beneath us, a gray abyss. Right before the plunge, I turned to look at Julian one last time. "Julian," I said, my voice flat. "This baby? I'm giving it back to you."