Glamrock Nightmare Novels & Stories

"Yes. I promised you a good time. Drink up, girlfriend. I'll take you home. I won’t let anything happen to you." Tabitha started getting drink after drink for the next couple of hours. She danced with Valerie. When guys danced with Valerie, she would dance by herself. She kept feeling like someone was staring at her but she ignored it. The lights went completely out and nothing but a black light came on. Men started going through the crowd and squirting people with a liquid. Tabitha looked down and saw she was glowing. She laughed as the alcohol had kicked in and she found it funny that she was glowing. She felt hands slide down her arms, leaving trails behind in the paint. She felt the man'

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.

Kinks: gloryhole, multiple cocks, rough sex, exhibitionism Sara's heart thumped wildly in her chest as she and Mia entered the dimly lit, pulsing gloryhole bar. The heavy bass reverberated through the walls, vibrating every nerve ending in her body. The humid air hit her skin like a caress, carrying with it the scent of sex and taboo promises. It was their 27th birthday, and this was the ultimate gift they had fantasized about for months - a night of pure, anonymous indulgence.

“For some, I guess I would. Sweetheart, this is not something I would want to bring you into, but I have no other choice.” “I get that. Always trying to protect me. However, this time I think I need to know so I can help you. Something is clearly bothering you.” She said as she looked into the golden pools of his eyes, and she almost forgot why he was there. She had to shake her head, and she knew she could not get distracted by his eyes and the wonders contained in them. “This is not something that is normal, either.” He stated as he looked at her. “A nightmare.”

"Returning jewelry you've bought disgraces us all! The Bloodmoon Pack's reputation is being trampled by you!" "Take it back! I won't return it!" Sabrina, catching her breath, lunged at Ulrik. Her silver-gray claws gleamed as she pummeled his chest, her sulfurous pheromones erupting like flames. Ulrik stood rigid, unfazed by her assault. His face was a mask of indifference, and his cedar pheromones hung heavy, frozen and unyielding. He was sick of this life. Gloria stood dazed, checks in hand, tears forgotten.

POV Sammy I let what Cash's friend and Locke had told us sink in. If they were telling the truth, Kitty was in more danger than we thought. This trip was only going to take a couple of days. Luckily, the Vampires had a road system cleared the entire way down since they had been clearing roads since the start of the Nightmare. They used them to find humans that wanted to be turned. I realized that they were probably taking some humans to feed off of since we all needed blood but I didn't want to think about that part. I couldn't.

“They said you didn’t go to them, and just a short while after you arrived, an American woman was attacked by robbers in the wilderness and tragically raped and murdered. Her body was left unclaimed, and they’ve already cremated her… Haha! Apparently, his face turned pale when he heard this!” I casually watered the green vine on the windowsill. “So?” Sandy continued, “Well, Alpha Mike really did ask the local staff about it. They told him the criminal had been executed, but since the body was cremated, they couldn’t identify it. But the woman was wearing a red dress, had long hair, and looked about 20 years old. Alpha Mike got angry and demanded to know why the staff were so careless.” “I co

After that, Marcus stopped trying. Marcus had been convicted of fraud. Nothing violent. He was forty-one, with the tired face of a man who had spent his life avoiding trouble. Prison was supposed to be a brief stop, a lesson. But on his very first night, the nightmares began. From his very first day in prison, Marcus began having nightmares, always the same dream. He dreamed he was walking down a pitch-black alley. The walls were damp, the air thick with the smell of rotting fruit. Far ahead, a single streetlamp flickered, casting a weak yellow circle on the ground. Beneath that light stood a woman in a red dress. Her back was to him. Her hair was long and black, hanging like a curtain. And

He clawed at the scroll, tearing it to shreds, like destroying the paper would undo the truth. "Why impossible?" I watched him drown. Then I crushed the last bubble of hope he had left. "You locked your own daughter in a hospital bed to save another man's bastard. You forced me to sign a Blood Pact that would've killed her." "Liam Blackwood. You're really something." "AAAAHHHH!" The scream that tore out of him wasn't human anymore. It was raw, animal— soaked in regret and madness. His body began to convulse. Bones cracked. Snapped. Reformed.

They looked instantly on guard, their bodies tense and alert, and some even appeared scared, their eyes widening with tinges of fear. The tiny glass orb stopped flickering, but the light it emitted began to burn brighter and brighter still, until finally with a loud pop, it burst, sending a small shower of glass down to the floor. Blake side-stepped the sharp splinters as they fell like ice crystals close to his feet. All at once, the sea of sparkling orbs began to flicker furiously, the frantic lightshow filling the whole room with pulses of radiance and shrouds of shadow as the lights blinked on and off.