I M Your Worst Nightmare Novels & Stories

“Stop dragging me into this and using the word ‘we’ as if I’m actually part of your plan. I don’t want this mess getting any worse.” “If this rumor stops, they’ll move on to their second target.” “Who?” “My mother.” “The Queen?” Adrian nodded without hesitation. “They’re already watching her.” I see. That was the problem. Now I understood why he was so determined about letting the media run wild with his name. He didn’t even seem bothered by the fact that he was giving his enemies a small victory. “I’m sorry for everything you’re going through, Your Highness. But I’m too selfish to deal with palace intrigues when my own problems are already giving me enough of a headache,” I said bluntly.

One day you will hit rock bottom I never hit it, I was born there don't remember me never existed stuck in this head full of pure sick hate. I bring my pain always full of rage hurting for the things I only wish I had til my bloody hands are wrapped around another's neck is this going mad? they'll never understand, not this time, not ever, not until I complete them. I look at them from my distant world of fear & despair, where only I can survive. they're so weak, sick and strangely tempting. I feel my hands call my name,

She continued, "I can't say that we have the same experiences, but what I can tell you is that for you to become better, this must get worse. You just need to keep faith, be strong, and keep believing that everything will be okay." I nodded in agreement. Logan had told me something similar. But my life becoming worse? My nightmares were already worse than they should be. I couldn't picture them becoming more horrible than they are now. "I don't think my nightmares can get any worse." "Really? How bad are they?" I tried processing the nightmares. "I've seen myself die, my parents and friends- everyone that I love, then I get kidnapped, someone rescues me, only for me to be dead the next time

It was almost like he had it all planned out. Managing to hold back the hurt in my heart, I appended my signature and immediately handed it to him. The voice in my head kept reminding me that this was a wrong decision—just a means to hurt Boaz, too. Maybe. Maybe not. Different scenarios crossed my mind. Things my groom could be: a killer, a kidnapper, a trafficker. But despite my brain sending me warning signals, I still push it all away. All I wanted right now was just somewhere far away from the world.

"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.

seconds passed by and a new email came i was sacred alot to open it but i did open it after alot of courage "i am your worst nightmare who will make your life hell as he did mine . you wanna know who i am? well darling keep gussing till i get my hands on you." the first time in my life i am dead scared. what would i do how would i safe myself and xavier.

Current location: unknown Hello dear readers. My name is Emma and if you’re reading this I seriously fucked up! Excuse my language but there just is not a better word to describe it. I made some of the worst choices I have ever made in the span of only three weeks, and just in case these choices caused my death I am writing this down for you to read. By doing so I hope I can prevent others from making the same mistakes. I lied, cheated, stole, and yes even killed!! All because I believed I was better than everyone else.

"Vienna." "I am not saying we announce it to the world. But I am tired of pretending. I am tired of sneaking around. I want to be able to look at you across a room without worrying that someone will see. I want to hold your hand in the elevator. I want to kiss you goodbye at the end of the day." "That is dangerous." "I know." "The board could fire me. Lydia could find out. The whole company could turn against us." "I know." She touched his face. "But I am tired of being afraid, Ezra. I have spent my whole life being afraid. Afraid of losing Silas. Afraid of losing the apartment. Afraid of losing myself. I am done."

I missed him and I hated myself for it because what kind of person misses a monster? No one else but me. I'm so fucked up.

A harmless little thing who didn’t know how to bite. Well, they were about to find out exactly how sharp this little kitten’s bite could be. … I fell into a deep sleep not long after boarding the private plane my father sent. The past few days had wrung me out. I hadn’t rested—hadn’t let myself. I hate to admit it, but yes… I was hurt. A part of me had still been affected by Caelen. We’d had something once. I had loved him. Pretending otherwise wouldn’t make it true.