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he taunted as he began to unzip his pants. The realization that this was about what was about to happen sank into my bones and I shivered in horror. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. I might not be able to stop this but I was sure not going to give up. I looked deep in his eyes and screamed bloody murder. As I screamed I felt a warmth roll over me and a bright light shot everywhere. Nick froze and then blood began to pour from his ears and nose.

*** Grace thrashed in bed, once more haunted by a terrifying nightmare. The grip of fear held her tight, wrenching her from sleep. With a sharp cry, she bolted upright, drenched in sweat, her breath ragged. A warm hand enveloped her trembling form. "Grace, calm down," Noah's gentle yet urgent voice cut through the chaos of her mind. He tried to soothe her.

Apparently, her nose was functioning just as well. The whole scenario reminded the silver-haired girl of that scene in Grimm where the monster stole a guy’s sleep, and she couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps, this one too wanted to do the same thing to her. She prayed desperately to anyone who cared to listen to wake her up from the nightmare she was in, but it was pretty obvious that everything was really happening. Live and colored. “You. Are. Mine, Nataleeee,” The creature growled, its makeshift mouth closing in on her neck as he breathed against her creamy skin. “All mineeee.”

I was looking in awe, not that I haven t seen this before but I was astounded when looking at this luxury. Never have I ever thought of living in such a luxurious mansion after… you know. I m here to do business with my boss. My days were as boring as paint drying. I had nothing to do except to do two end to end jobs and be attentive in both of them. I used to get tired to no extent but the desire for revenge is too much to stop me from doing anything silly. I hate admitting this but my boss is the perfect definition of handsome, he has a perfect jawline with a straight nose. Brown hair is always combed to perfection with unique coloured hazel eyes.

My face is the actual hell, though, ghostly pale, covered in black makeup that was smeared to make it look like I've been crying tears of shadow. A blood-red stain colored my lips and never fades, no matter how many times I try when he returns control to me. I can feel my lips crack every time I speak, dry and stained, and my eyes burned was sick Golden Glow I can't seem to turn off. There, the nightmare Master is making a mark of his control, and I don't have the strength to fight it, not that I could, even if I had the strength. He pushes our true selves to the back of our minds and controls us like puppets, his puppets to play with and dress up. The hair is wild, pulled into twisted tangl

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

I feel so exhausted that shortly after watching a movie that catches my attention, my eyelids close and I fall into deep sleep. I wake up out of nowhere, my eyes squinting in madness and almost jumping up, which ends up causing the tormenting pain to return to my chest with lightning speed. The bad dream of Greece formed memory assaulting me on the night of the supermoon that assails me to some extent once a day, leaving me worried and fostered in top form. “Did you rest soundly?” Gabriel's voice makes me turn to the left in a split second, thinking he's perched on the singular sofa and with the controller in one hand. Hear an eyebrow at me.

Stella replied quickly feeling shy already. Later at night David heard some uncomfortable sound and decided to raise his heard and see what's happening. He saw Stella having a nightmare. "No... No... No... Mom, Dad wake up don't go please... don't leave me here alone please..." David heard everything and was confused as to why she was mentioning her parents names. "Did they abandon her... no if they did she wouldn't be running their company. What really happened to her then."David couldn't place the two together because he once overhead the nurses conversing about her nightmare always mentioning her parents names. He was still thinking when he felt a tight squeeze on his hand and decided to

Chapter 14. Angela has a dream where she's tied to a tree surrounded by blue water, she looks down at the water but she sees a different person as her reflection, a more powerful and stronger female that looks like her, but she could swear it wasn't her. Her reflection looked more lively, happy , chubby and refreshed. She paused for a second to notice if anything would happen to her reflection, but it was still there staring right in the face. Angela became even more scared, because she had never seen such a thing before. How can a reflection or shadow be more healthier than the person who owns the reflection?

From within the ground appeared many giant black shadows that were four meters tall with huge and terrifying faces. On the head, there was only a gaping mouth with irregular pointy fangs. Their tongues were pink and long protruding while floundering and dripping poisonous saliva in various places. The Nightmares' hands were long, pointed claws and could extend at will. Their mouths rattled and moved at high speed. GRAAAAAAAAWRRRRRRR!!!!