Little Nightmares 2 Comic Novels & Stories

I found myself in an unfamiliar bed, and it jolted me awake. The air was filled with the aroma of food. I looked around and found myself in a clean apartment. My clothes weren't changed, thank goodness. Someone texted me. Samuel. 'Working overtime tonight. Happy Valentine's Day, honey.' I scrolled through TikTok. Samuel probably had no idea that I knew his secret account's details. He had a short uploaded. That bastard was having fun with some ladies. They looked fresh and innocent. He had a good eye for them, I guess.

He is super mad because he woke up completely alone on the mattress downstairs, and his inner cub thinks his mommy abandoned his skin to run off into the woods. "Still drooling like a baby pup," I mutter, sitting on the edge of the large mattress in the Alpha's Shadow Chamber while I stare down at Liora Nightbane. Her small face is half-buried inside my dark pillows, and a tiny wet line of drool is running out of her open lips. She spent the entire night curled right against my ribs after she banged on my door, and she was so excited to sleep next to my wolf that she didn't close her eyes until the sun started to rise. "Daddy," Liora whispers in her sleep, her small mouth stretching into a g

Two weeks later - Luna 32.5 months old, Alice 28.5 months old. The nightmares stopped as suddenly as they'd started. Alice woke one morning cheerful, asking for pancakes, no mention of bad ladies or windows or fears. Like someone had flipped a switch. "Did you sleep okay?" I asked carefully. "Yes! I dreamed about puppies!" Alice bounced in her chair. "Can we get a puppy?" "No puppies. We have enough chaos." I poured juice. "No nightmares?"

The image of Luna Tina's body, on the floor, in a pool of blood was one of the scenes that played in my nightmares over and over again. The distressed and horrifying look on both alpha Jerry and Christina's face was etched in my mind, fuelling my nightmares. In some of my nightmares, alpha Jerry would yell at me, say all sorts of profanities to me. In one, he killed, using a sword to stab through my chest.

The boy is having a nightmare. I want to help. I want to wake him up. I want to flip him over so his nose is not in the pillow. But I couldn't do anything. I have been watching him for forty-one nights. His mother tucks him in at eight-thirty. She reads one story—always the one about the rabbit who gets lost and finds his way home. She kisses his forehead. She turns on the star-shaped nightlight. She closes the door, but leaves it open just a crack so the hallway light spills in like a promise.

~NORA~ "Well, something caught my interest." She said as her face flushed with shades of pink. I knew that look—she found something that caught her interest. I could not help but wonder who it was. If it happened to be someone I knew, "..so back to our conversation, what's your dream? What was it all about?" Lilith asked. "I've been having strange nightmares about a black dragon plunging his claws into my heart and sometimes his fangs directly below my ears," I explained to her as she concentrated on me.

My eyes were closing because of the medicine and I fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night. I was breathing heavily. I had a dream about me. I saw my younger self being tied in ropes beside a boy. He was also tied in ropes. We were in some kind of old wooden house. I saw a vampire coming towards me and then the boy sitting beside me started to turn into a wolf. He broke the ropes and attacked the vampire to save me. After that I woke up. It was a nightmare which I saw more oftenly. But after visiting a psychiatrist, these nightmares stopped coming. I couldn't sleep after that. I was scared of Nick.

That night, Lily found herself plagued by a terrifying nightmare. In her dream, she saw herself running alongside a lake, experiencing unimaginable pain as she cried and bled from underneath. She woke up with a start, her body drenched in sweat, and gripped her blanket tightly. Her heart pounding, she held her chest and sat up, whispering, "What kind of nightmare was that?"

I WATCHED MY HANDS stitch up the new corpse on the table. These twins were among the thousands that ended up here since the Nightmare Master has been trying to use my ability to create a knight in your army. Thankfully, the best I can do is those horrendous curfew bots that need both my and Invent’s abilities to keep living. The Nightmare Master was definitely not satisfied, but I don't know what to tell him. I was about halfway finished stitching this man's arm on when I felt the night my master give me back control.

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.