Little Nightmares Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Um. He has calmed me when I was terrified of something or someone. He’s taken me out on a date with my brother, his mate, our future Gamma, and his mate. He bought me the necklace I am wearing. For the last two weeks he’s slept in my room, on a cot, to help keep my nightmares away. He is sending me some of his shirts to sleep in to see if they can help keep my nightmares away.” “I see. So he is trying to show you that he will do what you need him to do, when you need him to do it?” “I…yeah. I guess.” “Can you or do you want to tell me about your nightmares?” “I….umm….” “You don’t have to if you don’t want to right now. You can when you’re ready.” “No. It’s ok.” “So what are they about?” “Um

As Damon laid down back he murmured “not again pls” Lebotha was jarred awake by another nightmare, her heart pounding in her chest. The frightening images from her dream lingered in her mind - everything around her was dark and crumbling, and she was alone. She turned to see Damon sleeping soundly beside her, undisturbed by her abrupt awakening.

said before closing the door behind him. I nodded, and forced a smile. The last statement was unnecessary, but I guess he wanted to have one last glance before leaving. He seemed really concerned, and I didn't understand why. After that night he tried to sleep with me, thongs had been really rough with us, or sometimes just unusually too quiet. Finally, we were both alone in my room. Jessica turned to me, her eyes filled with concern. She took my hand and led me to the bed, where we both sat down. "What happened, Tyla?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle. I took a deep breath, trying to explain. "I had a nightmare," I said, my voice shaking. "But it's not just that. I've been having these

"It will be our first Halloween in years together, can't wait to spend it with you." Cuddled up like this, we talk about the crazy and funny things we used to do together for Halloween until exhaustion takes over, and I fall asleep. ***** The fucking nightmares are back. At 4am I wake up screaming for help, waking Jake unintentionally at the same time. "Hey Babe, what's wrong?" He asks, worried. While cradling me in his arms. With a shaky voice, I answer. "Sorry for waking you, it's only my fucking nightmares. Go back to sleep."

ELENA’S POV The nightmares were getting worse. It was coming back to back every night now, I barely got any sleep anymore because I was afraid one more nightmare would come that fateful night. I got a reprieve a week after that horrible message from Zayn but since then every time I shut my eyes I'm plunged back into the world I tried to escape from Gosh, I was pathetic, I stood waiting in the living room mindlessly flicking through anything I could get my hands on while waiting for time to go by.

NIGHTMARES. A very bad or frightening dream. Anna was starting to lose count of the number of nightmares she’s been having since Josh’s death but whenever she woke up with one, clearing her head with a jog had been working well on her. She lets out a sigh as she turns sideways to stare at the mini alarm clock she had next to her bed. The time read 6:00 am and she hated the fact that she had to be awake at this early hour of the day.

Every day I'm at Liam's house, and I love him more and more. Some nights he will have nightmares, talking in his sleep and sweating like he has been French by the rain. I would wake up in the middle of the night and find him struggling. I would envelop him in my arms and chest, and instantly he would stop the night terrors. Im scared and felt sympathy for him. I wanted it to end. I guess it's wrong for me to learn of his past. But I think he had that nightmare before he met me.

I lay there for a few minutes, the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat a soothing lullaby in the quiet darkness. Suddenly, Connor's voice cut through the stillness, startling me. “You had a nightmare,” he said, his voice carrying a note of concern. I turned to see him lying on the couch, his eyes heavy with sleep yet alert, as if he had just woken up too. I nodded, a silent acknowledgment of the familiar cycle. This wasn't new; these relentless nightmares had haunted me for years, casting shadows over my nights. Back in Fae, when I was a young child, my cousin Corwyn would hear my cries piercing the silence. He would slip into my room to sleep beside me, his presence comforting, his hand holding

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?"

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