Ink X Nightmare Novels & Stories

he said, drawing out his sword. My heart raced as I looked into my uncle's eyes, sensing the seriousness of his threat. The cold steel of the sword glinted in the dim light. I was extremely scared. I couldn't die like that; I had to protect my child and accomplish many things. I struggled against my chains, feeling desperate. I screamed, waking up in a panic with sweat all over me. I felt relieved that it was only a nightmare, but the fear stayed with me. I looked around the room, trying to shake off the remnants of the nightmare when suddenly, Alpha Kessler burst into my room. He enveloped me in a comforting hug, gently soothing my back.

I want him to know that I will not be in any danger again because we will both protect each other. “Being with you means accepting the fact that I will constantly be facing nightmares and I am fine with that.” I lifted my head and stared at his eyes. “You can call me crazy but those nightmares enticed me into entering your whole life.” “Asper…” I smiled. “I love you, Caspian Jyn.” I caressed his cheeks. “And I am ready to face any kind of nightmare just to be with you.” “But…”

Nia's POV I flopped onto my bed with a groan, burying my face in the pillow. The pit in my stomach twisted tighter with every second. I wasn’t sure if it was guilt or fear, probably both. Maybe I should’ve just gone in and pretended everything was fine, even though it clearly wasn’t. But pretending was exhausting. And I was tired. So, so tired.

With each successive load, he continued to fire a steady stream of sperm deep within my bowels. I was in so much pain that I could barely contain my screams as he injected his potent seed into me. I was aware of his cock pulsating crazily within my rectal passageway. I could feel it. He continued to expel large quantities after large quantities of sperm into my colon, which led to the latter becoming clogged with fluid. I focused on relaxing the muscle in my sphincter so that he would be able to pull his cock back more easily. Jack eventually emerged from my body after remaining dormant for a short while during which he had been residing within me. I was so out of breath that I blacked out o

Quinn's sleep was plagued with a whole lot of terrible nightmares. Terrible nightmares where she saw herself covered in a puddle of blood — a blood that wasn’t hers, it belonged to someone else. To worsen matters, she could see a corpse in the distance, a corpse that strangely looked too much like Henry’s. The hell was happening? That got her all shaken up and her eyes sprung open. It seemed her nightmare had continued, as she noticed that she was in an unfamiliar room, on an unfamiliar bed, and that there was nobody in sight.

Without thinking he sank his teeth into his fathers' neck severing his jaguar vein. Destiny bolted upright in her bed, the girl's wail and her last seconds of life echoing in her head while sleep still clung to her mind. Clutching at her chest she tried to control her rapidly beating heart and panicked breathing. What was that? Who were those people? And Jake.......why was she having such nightmares about Jake?

Jess sat up right and once more it was pitch black, that’s when jess understood what this was. “My nightmares.” Jess whispered, her voiced echoed in the darkness, but it was as if Jess had just said the key for everything to explode. Every single one of her bad memories, jumped out of the dark, young Jess sitting with her dead mother, trying to clean her wound, hoping she will wake up if Jess just keeps pressure on it. Her Father chasing her, beating her, screaming at her. Her beast tormenting her once again. All the Jess’s, the young ones or the older ones, each one of them that cried out in pain as they were being cut, burned or beaten, each Jess that was ever told how she should just die,

The beast howled and August sat up at last. “Dreams, damn them.” He reclined on his bedmat in the morning trying to make sense of it all. Within his tent amongst the encamped Ninth Roman Legion, August sucked his breath in fast. Head throbbing, sweat soaking his face, the big man clutched the sides of his head as the images swam fast within. He breathed deep once, then several times shallow.

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.

They shared a warm hug before making their way to the dining area for dinner. Later that night, Kane found himself unable to sleep. Tossing and turning in bed, he was haunted by the image of the girl from his past. Her cries reverberated in his mind, accompanied by the distressing echoes of an unseen child. The experience filled him with a deep sense of horror. Startled from his troubled sleep, he awoke to darkness and let out a sigh before switching on the lights. Sitting at the edge of his bed, Kane reflected on the recurring nightmares that plagued him all too often. They seemed to follow a similar pattern, with subtle variations each time, yet their unsettling nature remained unchanged.