Ink X Nightmare Novels & Stories

they chorused. I shut my bedroom door and flopped onto the bed for a second, staring at the email again. Holy crap. This was happening. For once, life was throwing me a win. A massive, life-changing win. This is the best day of my life. *...*...*...*...*...* ETHAN ♠ This is the worst day of my life. I’m sprawled on my bed with my controller in hand, mid-match in Valorant, when Mom bursts through my door without knocking.

The sound she made was absolutely horrible, somewhere between a scream of pain and a sob of betrayal, and I watched in terror as a substance that looked dark and poisonous started spreading from the bite wound across her skin like black ink spreading through water. “Naomi!” I grabbed the first thing I could reach, which happened to be a heavy ceramic mug from the table behind me, and brought it down on Jonathan’s head with every ounce of strength I could muster.

I lost that caring, loving and affectionate version of my father, till date. "Mom!" I whispered, as tears flowed freely from my eyes. That fateful night would always come back to haunt me every now and then. It wouldn't come just as a memory, but as a nightmare; one that would jerk me right up on the bed, like right now. I sat up, panting and looking around the room. My eyes suddenly landed on Brandon, as he sat down at his mini-bar, drinking straight from a bottle of whiskey. After he ran off earlier today, I returned by myself, deciding to wait in his room, till he arrives. I fell asleep on his bed in the process, thus missing his return.

I doubted my sanity would remain intact if I were to be left on my own. We all sat in the cozy living room, surrounded by plush cushions and soft blankets. My three best friends; Layla, Janelle, and Sofia, as well as Alyssa, my sister-in-law, flanked me on the large couch, while Alfredo and Alvida, my parents-in-law, sat on a couch opposite ours. The room was bathed in the warm, afternoon sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the darkness that still clung to my very being. I took a deep breath and looked at them, my voice shaky as I spoke. "I've been having these recurring nightmares,"

“Don’t be afraid. Nina will be fine.” Nina and Yvonne slept together that night. Before bed, they drank the calming tea Yvonne had made. It worked well, and they fell asleep quickly. But Nina had another nightmare. In it, many people were crying. The dark room was filled with a heavy scent of blood. There were cries, terrifying laughter, and a ghastly face. Nina woke up in a fright. “Nina, did you have another nightmare?” Yvonne asked. She had heard Nina’s sobbing even before she woke up.

Gid, I knocked several times—-Ow," he said as he noticed the woman lying on the bed. "Nah, Uncle, I don't even know who she is, believe me," Gideon says, scratching his brow. Sam took a big breath, saying, "Never mind, go fix this and I'll come back to you later." and exited the room. Gideon nodded and looked at the woman. He walked into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror, wondering how long he could distract himself from a nightmare he would never forget for the rest of his life. He returned his attention to his body, the scratch on his chest that would never fade.

Have you been broken in a way that you could not understand how to mend yourself ? i bearly slept for 2 hours last night . After offering prayer i slept but my nightmare woke me up and after that i could not sleep. Flahback : I was sitting in my room , my own home with my head in my mothers lap and she was moving her fingers in my head . it was so peaceful and i was happy being near to her. but suddenly the door of my room opened and xavier entered...... he was so angry, i quickly got up from my mother lap and stood up straight . xavier pulled out a gun from his back and shot my mother straight in her heart i was covered in her blood ...my mother's blood "i told you if you run away from me ,

“do you really think you can hate me?” ralph whispered to her, his low and hoarse voice sending shivers down her spine Gina was about answering when the shrill cry of her alarm tore through the fog of sleep, dragging Gina back to the harsh reality of her sun-drenched apartment. As her eyes fluttered open, she discovered that she had fallen asleep on the couch again while watching TV. the echo of Ralph's husky whisper still clung to the back of her mind, a phantom thread leading back to a tangled, disturbing dream. The sheets felt clammy against her skin, imprinted with the memory of phantom touches, desperate yearnings. Slowly, the details of the nightmare came into focus: the raw anger, the

He flicks the light on, and I wince at the brightness before he closes the door behind him. Soon after, the muted sound of the steady shower stream hitting the tiles fills the silent void. I close my eyes and focus on the pattering purr of the water moving through old pipes. In a matter of seconds, exhaustion pulls me into a plague of nightmares—detached, groping hands, bullets, so many bullets, and at the centre of it all, a terrified little boy with eyes as black as night.

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.