Little Nightmare Hunter Novels & Stories

The vampire that killed Ethan blurted out but his calm expression was broken into one of fear. “You are the vampire that hunts vampires!” This realization forced him to immediately try and retreat but that was not possible because the only thing that left that position was his body, not his head. The difference in their ability was that vast as he had been decapitated before he even realized that he was without a head. “Vampire hunter? That’s vulgar. Please, call me Liam,” The man said to the head in his hand.

Caleb jolted awake, his body drenched in cold sweat. His heart pounded in his chest as the remnants of a horrifying nightmare clung to his consciousness. In his dream, he had witnessed his majestic palace overrun by Selena, the once-peaceful sorceress, and her sinister zombie army.

The nightmares started three nights after the hunt. Kael would wake in the darkness, his heart racing, his sheets soaked with sweat, the image of golden eyes still burning behind his closed lids. He saw the hybrid woman every time he closed his eyes—sitting at that small table, surrounded by books, so impossibly alone. Sometimes she was crying. Sometimes she was staring out the window, watching the rain streak down the glass. Sometimes she was looking directly at him, as if she could see through whatever barrier separated dreams from waking.

I ground out, “I had a nightmare where someone grabbed me and when I woke up it was there.” “Who was in the dream?” she pushed and I shot her a glare. “You’re a real witch, you know that right?” I asked and she just shrugged and waited for me to respond, “It was Hunter.” Logan let out a curse, “How long have you had nightmares about him?” “A while,” I said vaguely and he pinched his forehead in frustration. “Well I’m going to leave both of you to discuss whatever this is,” she said as she began to leave but Logan stopped her.

“But you must remember that it was her destiny, chosen for her. She didn't have a choice.” That night, Damon had a nightmare, one that scared him to his bones. He found himself standing alone in the heart of a dense forest, swallowed by darkness. The frigid night air whispered through the towering trees, stirring leaves and creating eerie rustling sounds that sent a shiver down his spine. The moon above struggled to cast its pale light through the tangled branches, rendering the scene hazy and ethereal.

Wow! “Are you threatening me?” I ask through clenching jaws while still walking, my eyes stuck on Hunter. “And with Demons?” Luivanne sighs. Fucking hell, his breath stings at my nape. “A lot of things are going on.” Well, when does it not? “But here is unfavorable for...” “But you’re here. How are you here?” “That is what I mean to say. There is a mix of reality, non-reality, nightmares, even your bedtime wishes, and dreams of lust in the dead of night. You cannot tell me you have not been silently praying for Hunter’s hands to reach between your legs.”

she added, her lip curling, “you don’t think I’m stupid enough to trust a Hunter.” “Just-” My words died in my throat as the sound of heavy boots thundered down the hall. I turned just in time to see a squad of armed Hunters barge through the doorway, weapons raised, laser sights sweeping the room. “I guess that’s my cue.” I spun back around. A blinding white light erupted around her body. Through the haze of magic, her glowing eyes locked onto mine one last time. “Toodles.” Flash. When the spots cleared from my vision, she was gone.

As I crouched down next to one of them, I noticed one of the nightmare eyes watching me, but before I could contemplate why it was watching me, a knife came out of nowhere and buried itself in the middle of its eye. It froze in mid-air, then dropped to the ground with a thud, completely useless. I didn't bother to glance back or stop what I was doing as I spoke. “The Nightmare Master won't like that he's quite attached to his night my eyes.” “Why is there even one here? You're one of his nightmare Lords it's not like he has to watch you.” I couldn't help the insane laughter that bubbled up my throat and spilled from my mouth as I stood up, completely forgetting what I was doing. I turned to

Lukas was done when two people spoke “ I don't agree with her being our Luna” they said in unison “ What your reason” I can see he is trying to control his anger “She’s human.” They spoke in unison and people began t o murmur. “She’s a hunter.” “She’s weak.”

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh