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The very core of me feeling emptier as the seconds go by. I remember that feeling, the soul sucking emptiness that surfaces my own memory. A memory of laying under Damian as he fed from me. I wake with a jolt, sitting up in the bed to find the room drenched in complete darkness, Lora is fussing in the crib so I collect her only to lay back on the pillows. I feed her as I think over the nightmare I had just surfaced from. There, Lil! Abyss shouts. Look at your daughters neck, she demands.

Stella replied quickly feeling shy already. Later at night David heard some uncomfortable sound and decided to raise his heard and see what's happening. He saw Stella having a nightmare. "No... No... No... Mom, Dad wake up don't go please... don't leave me here alone please..." David heard everything and was confused as to why she was mentioning her parents names. "Did they abandon her... no if they did she wouldn't be running their company. What really happened to her then."David couldn't place the two together because he once overhead the nurses conversing about her nightmare always mentioning her parents names. He was still thinking when he felt a tight squeeze on his hand and decided to

Amelia slid under the heavy duvet on the left side, pulling the blankets up to her chin. I turned off the bedside lamp and laid down on the right side. The darkness usually brought me peace, yet tonight it only gave my brain too much space to think. I closed my eyes and tried to force my mind to shut down. The physical exhaustion eventually dragged me under, pulling me into a deep, restless sleep. The nightmares started almost the second I lost consciousness. I was no longer lying in my comfortable bed. I was standing on the cold concrete driveway of my childhood home, watching the rival crew raise their weapons toward my parents. The harsh crack of gunfire echoed in my ears.

The 'failed Ivys' began to crawl toward Dante’s unconscious body, and as the ship began to lift, I realized my nightmare was only just beginning. (Watch out for Chapter 248) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment | Gifts

The fucking psycho! Dad had to go to work. He told the doctors to look after me and he would come get me in the evening. I was alone for most of the day. I tried to sleep, but the nightmares haunted my sleep. In my nightmares, I was drowning and Aston stood over my head, laughing maniacally. It was such a dramatic dream but it made sleep impossible for me. I tried to read one of the books I found on the table. By late afternoon, someone knocked on my door.

Chapter 35 - Desperate The last few days felt like months as worry ate away at me. I didn’t sleep often, but I woke up covered in sweat and gasping for air when I did manage to pass out. Other twisted nightmares would come into play each time I passed back out. Ones where Balthazar was dead, and I was too late to help him. Others where, Jade never came, and the giants found us instead. One nightmare would morph into the next. It would go from him to me being alone cornered by Luecrottas beast. I was being eaten alive while my screams went unheard. They swirled around each other, going back and forth.

--- **Chapter 15** **Vincent’s POV** The night was oppressively still, yet my mind was anything but. Shadows danced behind my closed eyelids, coalescing into the stern visage of my father. His eyes, cold and unyielding, bore into mine as he reminded me of the solemn promise I had made: to marry Lilian, to uphold the family's honor. The dream felt so vivid, so real, that when I jolted awake, drenched in cold sweat, my heart pounded as if I had just faced him in the flesh.

I felt dizzy and paralyzed. "Sweet Nightmares little one." She cackled, revealing hideous long and brown teeth. That was the last thing I saw before I drifted away, closing my eyes shut. My eyes suddenly open once again and I'm in horror. "Where the fuck am I?" ****Author note**** Hello, how was the chapter? I want to know all your thoughts while you anticipate the next chapter coming tomorrow. By the way, this chapter's soundtrack was Hostage by Billie Ellish. She's a Queen, I know and this song slaps hard AF.

He might as well have drifted off to sleep. "Dad?" Juana reminded him that she had just asked a question begging for an immediate answer. But he was as quiet as ever. She heard the snores; he had fallen asleep, or so she thought. She switched off the lights and walked out of the room with a sullen look. The drama that just happened would live with her for the rest of her life. After shutting the door, she heard Baron let out a short groan. As if the strange call and her awful period cramps were not enough, now she had to battle with her father's condition. She didn't go to her room straightaway, she didn't go to the kitchen either. She sat on the couch by the hallway and stared at nothing. W

"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