Little Nightmare 2 Novels & Stories

LUCIEN I am startled awake out of bed, sitting down and trying to calm my heartbeat in my chest. I look around the pitch-dark room before my easy fall to the bedside alarm clock. I sigh as I realise it is a few minutes past 2 am. I had fallen asleep only to be awakened by this nightmare. It had been years since I had had one. I had managed to keep away all of the triggers that caused them, but now that I had to talk to Nirelle about it, all of the memories I had thought I had overcome came flooding back.

Alpha Ortega Damon I sprang up on the bed panting heavily, beads of sweat trickling down my forehead. I look at the time and saw it was 12:30 am which means I have only slept for thirty minutes before having this nightmare I growled in anger and climbed down from the bed. I walked to my window and stood with my two hands crossed behind my back. This nightmare has been haunting me for the past twenty-six years. I never had a good sleep for twenty-six years, my past haunts me like a prey

The room was dark when I woke up from thrashing on the bed. I had unconsciously tried to jerk my right leg, and it shot bolts of pain up my thigh and down to my toes. My nightmares were now a mix of the car crash with my family and the one with Kat. I hated it. Kat’s bed stirred. I heard her exhale deeply before the bedside light opened, and a low glow filled the room. “It’s getting worse, Liv. Do you want me to call my brother? You don’t have nightmares when he’s with you.”

No, a puzzle, but somehow a clue, that goes like this. "Don’t you remember those happy voices in your mind as you sleep? Or maybe the screams you hear of terror in a nightmare. What is a nightmare? Isn’t a nightmare a small prison you’re trapped in, with no hopes of waking? Why? Because you never know you’re asleep. You forget everything, your name, your life, and who you are. The only thing to accompany you are the monsters that laugh in your mind, that taunt you, knowing everything. Your life, your happiness, everything that had been stolen away. But the scariest part of the nightmare won’t be the monsters. They aren’t scary themselves. The most fearful thing of all is that they are yours.

A little girl in a room. She walked slowly in the pitch dark. Then, the little girl turned on the light to illuminate the place. At that moment, the little girl saw something flowing near her feet. She was immediately shocked when she saw the blood flowing towards her. The little girl immediately screamed while fear enveloped her tiny body. “AHH!!!” A girl who fell asleep on her bed alone, she screamed in fear and immediately opened her eyes and woke up from her sleep. Then, the girl sat on her bed holding the blanket that covered her whole body.

The Birthday Girl May 29, 2009 Lucille Nora was fucking Boo and she was laughing maniacally. I ran toward them and saw that Boo’s chest was open, his heart missing and when I looked at Nora, her face was covered in blood. “You’re next, bitch!” I woke up from my nightmare and wiped the sweat covering my forehead. Fuck. It seemed so real. I sighed and lay back down. Jasper stirred in his sleep and his heavy arm went over my stomach. He woke up when I pushed it off me too hard.

Carina solemnly said. "Are you worried about Lona's warning?" "Uhuh. I also keep getting nightmares these days." She closes her eyes. The vivid images of her nightmares flashed by her mind. A dark and tall shadow is creeping out from under her bed. It's slowly approached her with a wide grin on its smoldered face. Its nails are long and sharp. Carina trembled in fright as she remembers its dangerous glints, full of vengeance and malice towards her. That shadow tried to touch her stomach while cackling boisterous laughter. Its laughter resounding in her dim-lit room, and Carina jolted up from her sleep, screaming in horror and fear.

Her Green eyes danced with mischief. Taking in a deep breath, I managed to squeeze on a smile. “The third thing is no physical contact. You are not allowed—“ “Isn’t that the same thing as the first? And what makes you think I will make the first move?” She snarled, her nose flattened. “For damn sake, Elora, will you just listen?” I said between clenched teeth and heard her laugh dryly. “Sorry, do I know you?” She questioned, her words throwing me off balance.

"Crazy?" Xanti asked. He wouldn't deny that he was also terrified when the conversation was about a ghost. "You can see his behaviors earlier, when he's speaking his eyes looking around and suddenly smile and when you entered I noticed him screaming outside," said Nash even though he was terrified. "What is he shouting?" They all asked. The three stopped shouting and started listening to them.. "My child....give my daughter back....Where is my daughter Casey?! Wait who is Casey hahahaha." They stopped when Nash suddenly did what the old man did earlier.

She was never going to surrender to him; he bought her, but he couldn't buy her life. She was going to make sure she made his life a living nightmare. She was going to make him regret ever buying her and let her go. Yes, he was going to release her himself when he got tired of her. She grinned; he didn't know what he bought. He had just purchased a nightmare, and that nightmare was hers.