Novel & Cerita Haunting Nightmares

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

"I have been going through one of my worst phases of my life ,I know I've been continously under the blue eyes of him, like a shadow he is after me always. Despite I've people that sound secure to me, but nothing could save me from imagining my fears ,that had became a undeatchable part of my life. Although, the Cops are patrolling and protecting us around my house for 24 hours , but still I hadn't forgotten that how he entangled my thoughts , causing my body to shudder under his minty breathe. He had venom in his voice that could devour me ruthlessly, leaving me nothing but a girl that is haunted by only recollecting his dreadful actions. His words had seeped into my bones intensely, eve

"Why would your dreams scare you?" "I don't know if I'm dreaming of my past or what but some of the dreams are nightmares. I've dreamed of the accident several times. A car slammed into the side of me. My head smashed the window as the car flipped over. It bounced off and hit again. I felt this tremendous pain in my side as I hung upside down in the car. I felt the blood oozing down my face as it hit the roof while I hung upside down." "That's terrible," Valerie said as she shuddered.

She ignored this fact every day and lived her life around a completely meaningless vendetta. She was ready for another research session, and when she turned to sit down in front of the computer, she saw a shadow pass before her eyes and disappear. Irma’s heart nearly burst out of her mouth. She ran down the hallway, but there was no one there. Sometimes, Irma thought it was a figment of her imagination or the effect of the medication she had been taking on her own. However, for some time now, the figure of Gina had been haunting Irma, appearing to her in the rooms of the house. She had constant nightmares and heard her daughter’s voice calling out to her.

she growls, and everything goes black, with only her red eyes glowing brighter by the second. I feel a hand wrap around my neck. “You are not worthy of anything. Not like this,” she growls. “Time is ticking, and if you don’t find yourself fast, they will take you away,” a voice whispers in my ear. *** And I wake up with my chest playing a game of hopscotch. The nightmares are back, more intense than my old ones. They're like horror movies with an extra layer of weirdness. I need a run, I need some air. The room feels as suffocating as wearing a winter coat in the desert.

“I also dreamt of different women every night. Their faces and clothes were covered with blood. They were crying, slowly dying…” He gasped. “I keep on seeing the women you beat to death. The girl you tried to molest… They were all screaming in agony and pain…” Vincent’s face showed fear and anxiety but he tried to toughen his heart. “Those bitches! I’m gonna kill them…” “No, Vincent,” Minah whispered, showing fear in her eyes. “They were all dead. And they will haunt you forever. They will visit you in your sleep. Every single night…” She looked behind him, faking a horrified face.

I asked, squinting my eyes trying to get a glimpse of the stranger. “Oh please I know more than your name bunny, I know everything about you” he said taking two more steps. “So you are a stalker then, how long have you been stalking me?” I panicked as I took more steps back. “I’m not a stalker bunny, I’m your nightmare” the voice said and just like the wind he disappeared into the shadows like he was never there, my heart sank into my stomach as his last words echoed in my head. I’m your nightmare.

‘ I swiftly lifted my eyes, holding his gleaming one. He shrugged his shoulders before continuing. ‘ The nightmares are about to begin, headaches, nausea, fever name it. The more you stay away from her the more the bond will punish you. It will only get worse the more you resist so if I were you, I would be on my way to the dungeons. ‘ My lips were set in a thin line, I was a second away from throwing him out of my office. ‘These nightmares will revive your deepest, darkest memories, the ones locked up in the closet. They will drill your mind, eat your bones and muscles to a literal point of insanity. Then finally you will become the one thing you despise the most...’

Nightmares crawl up through the cracks, dozens of them, hundreds, dragging themselves into the light like puppets yanked forward by invisible strings. They don’t rush. They inch forward little by little. Their limbs jerk unnaturally. Heads loll at impossible angles. Mouths open and close soundlessly, as if screaming behind glass. Threads of shadow stretch upward from their backs, vanishing into the air above us. She is controlling them with an invisible hand. All of this is part of her design. Nyxara smiles again, this time it is sharp and cruel. “Kill them,” she whispers. The nightmares surge forward. Adrenaline slams through me. I step in front of Dax instinctively, power roaring to li

Suddenly, an explosion vibrated the ground and when I looked up, a black smoke emitted in the air toward the hamlet. “Randolph!” A gasp escaped my lips. Grabbing my dress, I darted back to the forest and ran. My feet flew over dead leaves and stones as I scouted for the hamlet, the branches of the trees whipped my face and tugged at my dress. My heart thumped behind my chest as I zigzagged through the sparsely darkened forest. Suddenly, I arrived at the hamlet and the scene before me almost crippled me. Before me were terrifying monsters from my nightmares; lycans; as my father would call them; they pounced and ripped apart the bodies of my father’s men who have also shifted into their wolve