Little Nightmares Fanfic Novels & Stories

Perhaps because he understands why I might not want to show myself and because he also knows the kind of situation that we are now in. Throughout the night, I am unable to sleep for long and extended periods. Every hour or two, I am awakened by a bad dream, all of which are similar to one another; Alden and I are in the middle of an activity such as walking around the garden, reading or even fucking, and then somebody comes and attacks us. Most of the time, the person who attacks us is Lena, sometimes it is Karken and a few other times, it is Khimaira. At some point, I decide to just stay awake because if I don’t fall asleep, I can’t have nightmares. It is then that I finally get some rest a

“Let me go, you evil woman!” “Evil? Your mother is the evil one” Pamela laughed hysterically, “Perhaps, she had placed a spell to make your father fell in love with her. Hear this boy. Nikolai loves me. Once you are gone, I will make sure your mother would blame him for not protecting you. They will separate. And then, I will be his love again. I will be his Luna. I will be his wife” “You are crazy. Let me go. Let Crystal go!” Teddy then bit Pamela’s hand and got free from her hold. He then ran towards Crystal and kicked the man who was tying her little hands to a pole above her head.

I felt disappointed with myself. After the bindings being lifted I thought I’d feel free and empowered. But it was short lived and I just felt sad and exhausted. Brett had barely left my side and if he needed to, my parents, Jeremy, Louis or Lugh watched me. The nightmares came mainly at night where I was trying to reach Thomas down a corridor covered in smoke and flames but I could never get to him in time. I would then wake up sweating and gasping for breathe. I would then be hushed back to sleep or if Brett, cuddled. Brett walked in on Lugh cuddling me once and hit the roof. Lugh disappeared right in front of me, a trick he only seems to use when in life or death situations.

I said, wiggling my brows. “No, I’m fine,” she murmured as she flushed away all traces of sleep from her face. “Suit yourself. I will keep the bedroom door unlocked if you change your mind.” Saying, I strode toward the bedroom. I threw myself on the bed and settled under the cover. Eventually, I fell into an uneasy sleep as always. My nightmares have never allowed me a night of restful sleep. “It’s your turn, Nico,” he announced. I whimpered. I cannot do this. No. Please No.

I thought random sex was all I needed, but I was so wrong it’s almost funny. I close my eyes, allowing my body to relax as Grace’s breathing becomes heavier while she goes back to sleep. I don’t know how long it took me to sleep, but when I do, the nightmares come back crashing. The scream leaves Grace’s mouth with the terror on her face while her mother is dead on the floor. Her eyes blame me while she falls on her knees, crying over her dead mother’s body.

He walked off toward their usual table, and I followed behind. “You look like hell,” Aiden teased as I sat down, brushing imaginary dirt off my jeans. I rolled my eyes. “Thanks for the support.” They chuckled, but I could feel the concern beneath it. I’d told them almost everything already, about the prophecy and the strange things I didn’t understand. So telling them about the nightmares? It felt right. “I haven’t been sleeping well,” I admitted. “Ever since I got here, the nightmares keep coming. They stopped for a while, but now I think they’re back.”

Val put all the notes in her locker safely, she didn't know why she did that. Val had nightmares when she is alone in her house. Every time she would wake up with heavy heart. She don't know why she would get nightmares like she is drowning in darkness all the time. This started when she was eighteen. No one knows about her nightmares except Sheela. Sheela always suggested Val to start a relationship in order to get rid of nightmares but Val refused. When Jack is around she never had nightmares which confused her.

I would call it that because dreaming about something that would only do me damage is not a good dream. ‘You fucking idiot, you hurt our mate!’ Alaric screamed. And then her scent overpowered the false scent of arousal that followed me from my nightmare. I quickly sat up, my eyes widening when I saw her body sprawled on the floor weakly. From how she laid, I threw her there. ‘I was trying to wake you up and tell you that the bond was pulling our mate to us and she was going to touch us, but you fucking refused to come out of your little world. I tried to warn you before she got close enough, so you won't hurt her, but you freaking did!’ I stared at her with parted lips as she opened her eyes

Rolling my eyes in awe and disgust, I placed my hand on his chest and pushed backward to create some space because I had no idea what this psycho was capable of. I was at least glad he wasn’t grabbing my hand forcefully. “You! What sort of silly jo—” “Marry me, Elora. I can save you.” He whispered in a low tone. “Save..You talk about saving. You men are nothing but monsters!” I thundered, the ripping pain in my chest accompanied by boiling rage. “You-” I don’t wait for his response before storming away. Each step dug a deeper hole in my heart as I thought of the uncertainty of the future.

Lucas sighed heavily, his troubled expression visible to his beta, Torrez. They sat together in Lucas's study, surrounded by shelves lined with books and papers scattered across the desk. Lucas fidgeted with a pen, his thoughts still consumed by the haunting nightmares that plagued his sleep. "Torrez, these dreams... they feel different," he confessed, his voice tinged with a touch of unease. "They're more than just anxiety about my new role as alpha. There's something... foreboding about them."