Little Nightmare 2 Novels & Stories

No amount of begging was going to save her, and she knew it. The poor girl is sobbing on the floor and when she looks up his standing over her with dagger, he has an evil smile on his face and the darkness is showing in his eyes… “Shall we begin my love…” As she screams, she jerks awake and sits straight up, in shock, her stunning sky-blue eyes are filled with tears, and she is shaking like a leaf. She holds herself and starts crying… “Will the nightmare’s ever end”, it’s been two years since she escaped that life, but her nightmares remind her of those terrifying, dark and disturbing three years…

Only four girls were present, sound asleep, a testament to the hour. As Rithanya prepared her bed, set her alarm for 7 am, and settled in, her thoughts began to cascade into her dreams. In her slumber, a vivid and unsettling dream took hold—a scenario where she entered an examination hall, slightly late, and was met with a room full of students fervently writing. The weight of time pressed upon her, and she struggled to finish her exam. The aftermath of her performance was a shock—she scored the lowest marks, her classmates mocked her, and her parents' disappointment was palpable. The dream painted a portrait of failure and humiliation that left Rithanya gasping for air as she jolted awake w

The cold morning breeze swept across his face as he struggled to raise his eye lids. The nightmares were here again. This time around he saw Grace and Derrick laughing maniacally as they chased after him from behind. "No... No... No!!!!! No!!!!!" He screamed and woke up panting heavily. He looked around the room fearfully and noticed he was in a strange place. "Hey... Are you ok?" He heard a lady's voice converging the room. The room was bright with the lights from the sun penetrating from the windows. She walked Into the room dressed in a black nightie and he flinched on sighting her.

NIGHTMARES. A very bad or frightening dream. Anna was starting to lose count of the number of nightmares she’s been having since Josh’s death but whenever she woke up with one, clearing her head with a jog had been working well on her. She lets out a sigh as she turns sideways to stare at the mini alarm clock she had next to her bed. The time read 6:00 am and she hated the fact that she had to be awake at this early hour of the day.

Make him know what it feels like to be bitter, and when she's done, he's going to wish he was never born. His name is Rory John Gate and she's going to be his nightmare." She finishes speaking and finally looks over at the little girl and she is already asleep and she gets up and lays a soft kiss on her head and cover her up with the bedsheets, before walking out of the room. Authors message: Hello and welcome to the sequel of Little Nerdy Nightmare I hope you really like the beginning, if you did, leave a review. Love you guys

May.2050 The nightmare woke her again, she groaned as she stirred lazily to check the digital alarm clock beside her colt. It was 4am, she groaned again. Drilling starts by 5 and she knew there was no chance to steal a little bit more sleep, she lay back down to ponder over her constant dreams, dreams which she had begun to get used to that she didn’t wake up screaming in terror anymore, it had always been the same nightmare every night, the blood curdling screams of a tortured man, flashes of lights and the grim goggled faces of people in long white coats.

[Welcome to Eternal Nightmare. Survival is victory.] The cold, robotic female voice blasted through the dark while I was sprawled on the couch doomscrolling. The next second, a white flash nuked my vision and forced my eyes shut. When I opened them again, my living room had straight-up rage quit and turned into a blood-red wasteland. "Okay, what the hell?" I squinted and spotted my six-foot-two husband, Adrian Chase, already doing the whole protective-dad thing with one arm around our son.

Which only makes me smile more. I finally fall asleep and drift into a dream. I see my father, he’s coming after me. His eyes bright red, nothing but hatred on his face. My mom runs up to him, trying to hold him back. He turns his anger to her and snaps her neck right in front of me. I scream and yell for her, but she doesn’t move. His face flashes to mine, with a creepy evil smile and bright red eyes focused on me. He starts running to me, “No!” I scream, but it doesn’t slow him. I turn to run but he pounces on my back. My moms face appears in front of me, “This is all your fault!” She screams. That’s last thing I remember before I wake up to someone screaming my name. “Amy! Amy, wake up!”

I tried to sleep but nothing worked, not even counting sheep. I drifted off into a short slumber, but something kept rubbing my face. It wouldn't stop hovering around me. I pried my eyes open and so a tree branch poked into my room from the window. That was weird and I didn't need anything creepy, it was already one in the morning. I sat up and looked at the tree branch at my window, how did it get in here?. I tried to lift it off my bed but before touching it, it moved to a standing position. I shifted to the edge of the bed in horror, covering myself with my favorite duvet.

" She kisses me on the forehead and then tucks me in before shutting off the light. When she goes to shut the door, I ask her to leave it open a little. She smiles at me before walking back to her room. Once she leaves, I scan the room and can't seem to find Charlie anywhere. So, I pull the covers over my head and try to sleep. Somewhere between being awake and sleeping, I hear a sound again and this time I know exactly what it is. The only problem, is that I don't know if I am awake or having a nightmare again. Wait for part 2 of Charlie