I M Your Worst Nightmare Novels & Stories

Althea What is the worst nightmare you’ve ever had? For me, it was when you heard some bad news from someone, then later when you closed your eyes, it turned to be worse. Matthias. Car crash. Two things that I’ve never imagined would be something that I’d hear someday. But it did. And to see it myself made it even worse.

"Why do you want to know?" "I'm curious to know what made you scream and from your defensiveness, I guess that it's true." "Yeah it's true but I think she's exaggerating when she said that I woke up the whole school." "Marissa is probably known as the queen of exaggeration," he scoffed. "Basically I had a pretty bad nightmare and it affected me in training. It won't happen again." I shrugged nonchalantly. "A vampire nightmare or just a normal nightmare?" "A vampire one."

He pushes himself up with shaking hands, eyes wide with barely-contained fear. “W-Who are you?” he croaks. I smile—slow, cruel. “I’m your worst nightmare.” He freezes. The way his fingers twitch against the sheets tells me everything—he knows exactly what I mean. “I’m here to make you pay,” I continue, taking a few slow steps forward, “for all your sins. For what you did to your mate. And for what you did to mine.” His head tilts slightly, confused. “…Mine? You mean—?”

I looked him dead in the eye as I choked him, “I am going to give you one warning, Killian, and I will not repeat myself.” He raised an eyebrow at me, waiting for what I was going to say. His eyes studied my expression, waiting to see a reaction of fear. But I was trained to deal with more deadly people, Lycan or not, and whether or not he came back to life didn’t matter to me. I was going to put him in place if I could. “I am going to be your worst nightmare, Alpha Killian,” I said, angrily. “And that is something that you are going to keep in mind, do you understand me?”

"Too bad I'm not living a dream, I'm living a nightmare, and in my nightmare I desperately want to erase you from this world." "That's too bad. Not even in your nightmare would you be able to lay a finger on me, at least not if I don't want you to. None in this world are equal to me in strength. As you've seen earlier, I can seize time for as long as I want."

" I tense at the sound of that all-too-familiar voice. my eyes snapping shut. Oh, great, can this day possibly get any worse?

Hades. "Come here" he ordered in a low voice which sent shivers all over my body. I glanced at my back but he held my chin. Then, a soft slow music from his phone played, it was my... Amy beach. The performance I did a while ago. Did he record it? But why? "I need to put you to sleep, milady. It's past your bedtime" He moved closer to me and all I could do was be scared. Not scared of him.

I reached out, grabbing at nothing but air. Then I was falling. Tumbling. A crash of pain as my side,my back, my head hit the hard marble steps. Then a final,crushing thud as I landed on the floor below. A scream ripped from me, not from the bruises, but from a sudden, tearing agony in my very core. A hot, wet flood spread beneath me. “MY BABY!” I shrieked, curling around my stomach. “NO!” Through the blur of pain, I saw them at the top of the stairs. Evelyn’s face was twisted in hate. “Serves you right, you wicked creature!”

He made another awful sound, half cry, half gasp, and I felt the room tilt under me. “Leo,” I whispered again, and now I was the one barely holding myself together. “It is me. It is Mama. You are here. You are safe.” His eyes stayed wide. His body kept shaking. And somewhere in the room behind me, I could feel Adrian and Julian both go still, both of them realizing at the same time that whatever had happened to Leo in that facility had not ended when we got him out. The nightmares had begun.

MY HEAD WAS IN pain because it felt like someone was pulling my mind tighter and tighter, and if they didn't let go soon, it was going to snap. I couldn't do anything about it either since I was still under the nightmare Master’s control, performing for these rich socialites or should I say sadistic assholes. Well, I'm not performing that is the job for the freaks that the night remaster sends me. What Doc doesn't realize is that his ability works, and where most of them are freaks, the nightmare master can't stand the sight of, since they are useless. So he sends them here to perform for these assholes.