Killer X Nightmare Novels & Stories

Tyr Summers remembered that face deep in his mind; this face was his worst nightmares for a few years last time. He used to dream about that cunning face coming toward him with a knife, stabbing his heart. Tyr would wake up, shocked, from the nightmare for many nights. After he had followed an old beggar overseas and got into Wolf’s Den, he stopped having these nightmares. “Victor Kirkman, you probably never thought that the small little boy that you wanted to kill would come back to kill you instead.”

"You'll have to wait until-" "But I can't hold it anymore. May I remind you that you guys took me before I could even take a leak!?" I demanded. "I do not know who your Alpha is, but I swear I will tell him how rude you guys are to me! Have you heard of me? I am the all-powerful Killer Smile. If you guys don’t let me take a leak, then I swear I will unleash my mighty power against you!" The men in the car let out a loud gasped and the person who was driving suddenly hit the brakes. My head bumped into the seat in front of me, and I let out a series of curses.

After he’d started taking those pills, the nightmares stopped coming and he has been having much more peaceful sleep free of any nightmares—until now. The image of T-Murek tearing off William’s arms played out in his mind again. In his dream, William had screamed exactly the same way Derik did when he tried to stop T-Murek from kidnapping Natasha three days ago. Kevin’s eyes widened when a realisation hit him. It wasn’t just any nightmare, but another vision of a probable future. His phone buzzed on the table, interrupting his thoughts. He looked up at the big clock that hung from the wall.

The nightmares returned three weeks after the festival. Kai woke in the darkness, his body drenched in sweat, his heart pounding against his ribs. The image of his sister's face lingered in his mind, her eyes blazing with hatred, her hands reaching for their son. He gasped for breath and clutched the sheets, trying to ground himself in the present. Darius woke instantly, his hand finding Kai's shoulder in the dark. "Kai. I am here. You are safe. It was just a dream."

But this time alone, he doesn't think he's going to make it. Rolling over and over during the night, waking up finally in a cold sweat of nightmares with his parents and KYOLINE. Choking out of the bed, he tries to rid his mind of the image of slaughtered KYOLINE dying under Carmine's boot. Fucking Carmine Cicconi. Waking with bleary eyes, he knows he must get up, and with leaden feet, he makes his way downstairs. The scent of hot pancakes fills the air as DAMON and L'OREAL discuss breakfast at the table and DEBORAH prods at her phone with determined vehemence.

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.

Riley joined him at midnight, unable to sleep. "You should rest," he said. "So should you." They sat in silence, watching the darkness. The wind had picked up, rattling the windows, carrying the scent of distant rain. Somewhere in the hills, a fox barked—a sharp, yipping sound that made Riley's heart jump. "Tell me something," she said. "Something about your life before. Something I don't know." Kyle was quiet for a moment. Then he said, "I used to have nightmares. After my father died. I would dream that I was standing in a field—his field, the one he lost—and it was on fire. Everything was burning. And I couldn't save any of it."

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

quiet and not interested. “O-k…… then give me the address and I'll find it on my own.” --------------- Riana jerked up from the sound of something breaking. The sound made her come back to reality from the horrible nightmare she was having. She flipped back her dark brunette hair with her right hand while rubbing her eyes with the left. It's always the same dream, with the same start with the same end. But still, she never got used to it. Each time felt like the first time where she felt terrified and useless, where she was trapped in a dark room and also tortured to her death.

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,