Little Nightmares Six's Face Novels & Stories

“You’re nothing! You’re useless! You should have died with your parents!” The cruel words echoed in my mind as I jolted awake, my heart hammering against my ribs. The same nightmare, the same voice, Luna Morgan venomous tone that had haunted my sleep for six years. My body trembled as I lay curled in the old trunk beneath the back staircase, surrounded by moth-eaten tablecloths.

I heave heavy, ragged breaths, wiping cold sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand. Then I hear a sharp clatter on the floor. My head snaps toward the side of the bed. Standing two feet away from the mattress is six-year-old Leonid. He is wearing his little blue pajamas, holding a small wooden toy truck in his tiny hand. His pale face is completely drained of color. His small mouth hangs open, his big brown eyes round as saucers, staring at me in absolute, sheer terror. I screamed directly into his face the second I woke up.

However, Lucian's face suddenly appeared very clear and close, his mouth opening to say, "Marry me, Selene." I gasped! My eyes opened. Clutching my chest, which felt tight, I gasped for breath. Damn it! Another nightmare! I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was midnight. I wiped the sweat from my forehead. Why did the events of six years ago always haunt me, even in my dreams?

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.

After our engagement, the six of us friends agreed to take one last trip together before the wedding. That night, my friend Anders Greer suggested we play a "24-Hour Couple Swap." Anyone who drew matching symbols had to act like a couple for the next twenty-four hours. Whoever drew a blank card could only take pictures and carry everyone's bags. In the first round, I drew a blank. My fiancee, Brielle Rice, and Anders both drew moons. They held hands while watching the sunrise, while I followed behind carrying three people's bags. In the second round, I drew another blank. They both drew roses. Their penalty was to hug for one minute. Everyone crowded around, cheering them on, while I sto

"Jun...about your nightmares. how's it now?" Jiho asked as he remembered the time Jun spoke to him about those. Jun's smile disappeared in a second, recollecting those nightmares is enough to break him. "Hey, you don't have to answer if it's not ok" Jiho was fast enough to notice the change in his friend's features. "Nah, it's ok. my nightmares are kind of weird lately." Jiho made a confused face at that and Jun laughed at that. "weird as in"

*** I wasn’t even planning on showing my face to Sylus after what happened last night, but then Natalia went to my room and forced me to go downstairs to have breakfast with them. “Did you have a good sleep last night?” Sylus asked me nonchalantly as if he didn’t do anything perverted last night. I almost glared at him, good thing I was able to control myself. “N-Not really. I actually had a nightmare.” “A nightmare? You had a bad dream, mommy?” Natalia asked. “Right. I dreamt about a monster kissing me,” I said. All of a sudden, Sylus began laughing like a total psychopath. He was laughing so hard that made Natalia and I look at him in confusion.

She settled back into her spot on his chest, and for a second, she glanced at Sara and saw a glint in her tiny eyes as she focused on Kit in her spot. Kit thought to herself, “I hope this nightmare doesn’t continue.”

Dad teased back. A few hours into my sleep, I awoke. I tend to have nightmares, and they are about me. I kept having the same dream over and over and over again. Me facing a mirror, with my reflection staring back at me, but it was way more different from me, her eyes were ash and black and gold mixed together. It was appealing like it showed so much self-control and power but it was also scary. My mouth had excess blood that had dried and my fangs were shown, along with my claws. They were drenched in blood, I couldn't tell if it was human or not and then my dream would end when I look at my reflection and it would smile back at me.

I was keyed up, every nerve-ending tense. This was the first time I had slept with anyone in the same room and it made me nervous. I knew Dante would not harm me- in the physical sense at least but I was so aware of him that it seemed impossible for me to fall asleep. I tossed and turned, trying to make myself comfortable. A while later, I found myself drifting to sleep and I welcomed the sensation. *** I had not had the nightmare for a long time which made it doubly frightening. In the dream, I was six years old. I was wandering around my home aware that there was something wrong but not knowing what it was.