Little Nightmares 2 Mono And Six Novels & Stories

Only an hour had passed by, but my feet were killing me and I was tired of putting on a fake smile. I was now standing in a small circle surrounded by three other couples. They were the future Alphas of their own pack, but they seemed to be only slightly older than Nathan. Ben and Krista were the next for the Blackmoor Shade Pack, John and Angela next in line for the South Shade Pack, and Daemon and Liz inherit the Thornton Shade pack.

Hard to believe I’m days away from popping. My stomach is stretched far too much, my back aches, the fake contractions have me freaking out, and my feet are like balloons. I’m ready for the Little Nightmare to come out. The nickname Little Nightmare seems to be sticking. It’s slightly fitting as her father is a demigod of death and her mothers is a lycan. These are definitely two things that would give normal people nightmares, and Everly is a combination of those things. We decided to call her Ever as a cute nickname and Little Nightmare as her nickname for when she is driving us crazy.

André grumbled, kicking my bed as he pressed my alarm clock against my ear. I grumbled, opening my eyes to roll over and glare at my twin. His blue mohawk was braided and in his rainbow silk romper pajamas, looking like the gay pride swamp monster with that green overnight facial cream on his face and fuzzy neon blue slippers. If there was ever a poster child for being a prima-donna, it’s André. “Back off, rainbow swamp thing.” I grunted and shoved his foot, making him stumble. But of course, the bitch catches his balance like the agile werewolf he is instead of landing on his ass as I wanted. I huffed, throwing my blankets back to get out of bed.

"Gina." I heard the Alpha yell the minute we entered the pack house. I was exhausted and a little confused why he was calling out to another female. Picking me up bridal style he carried me up the stair case to our bedroom. "Now you need to rest my beautiful Luna. Please listen to me when I say you must not leave this room until I say." he ordered me and I nodded in response. My eyelids were heavy and I couldn't stop yawning. Smiling as my alpha mate carefully tucked me into the huge king-size bed. The freshly made bed of satin sheets and cover was so deliciously comfortable, I could just sleep in it forever.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

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

They enticed me with this nightmare so they just have to be ready. It is now pay-back time.

Having recurring nightmares was never normal, especially for a human. Elijah laid back down but he didn’t let go of his tight grasp around my hand so I was forced to lay next to him, squeezed by the edge of his little bed with one foot out. “What are in these nightmares?” I whispered into his ears and he replied. “Monsters.” “Monsters?” I echoed. “Does your Mom know?” He turned to me and then nodded. My hand rested against his face. “And your Dad?” I asked. And then he said those words that shocked me to my core.

Julian shook his head before walking over to his father and putting him to sleep with the palm of his hand on the back of his neck. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they noticed that the man had fallen asleep on the bed, and they moved out of that room. "Let's go to the front door and go out. My mother is already asleep. She won't notice us, but move slowly, maybe our bodyguard will notice." He opened the door to his room, but before that he arranged the books shelves. "What about your brother?" Nash asked him. Julain just shook his head. They act like ninjas as soon as they get down the stairs, not thinking about the weight of what they're carrying.