Little Nightmares Teacher Novels & Stories

"Why do you want to know?" "I'm curious to know what made you scream and from your defensiveness, I guess that it's true." "Yeah it's true but I think she's exaggerating when she said that I woke up the whole school." "Marissa is probably known as the queen of exaggeration," he scoffed. "Basically I had a pretty bad nightmare and it affected me in training. It won't happen again." I shrugged nonchalantly. "A vampire nightmare or just a normal nightmare?" "A vampire one."

DAVID'S POV CONT. "The truth is that you haven't lost your memory. This is just you living one life not a doubled life don't listen to whatever people say. Always remember that this is you and you alone not a doubled life okay." Stella nods her head obediently but then remembers her dream and frowns, "Why that frown what happened." "What of my constant nightmare everything looks so real and just recently I found a necklace that looks exactly like the one I saw in my dream today but the only problem is that i couldn't see their faces. What if the dream is real, what if..." " There is no what if here darling not every dream is real some are due to tiredness or overthinking okay. So enough of t

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

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

He repeated. "Of course! You're Ecklis Vasquez Valler, nightmares are nothing. A Valler can do anything if we put our mind to it, so trust yourself, okay?" I encouraged him. "Noona is right! Nightmares are just figments of my imagination, conjured up by my brain. So, I shouldn't be scared. Noona is always right, yes,” he said cutely in a matter-of-fact tone and nodded. Ah, I'm not a god for you to say that I'm always right. But, I do feel proud being looked up to, yeah. "You're very clever, Ecklis. Now, how about a warm cup of milk and chocolate chip cookies before going to bed?" I suggested.

I woke, hours later, to Kitty screaming and crying in her sleep. "It's okay. I'm here. It's me, Craig. You're safe." I said, pulling her close so she can see my face. She woke up and looked at me in the dark. "Craig?" she asked as my door crashed open to reveal Dad and Clay standing there with Mom behind them. "Everything is fine. She just had a nightmare." I told them. Dad and Mom looked relieved but Clay looked pissed. "I'm so sorry." Kitty said through her tears.

"Come on, hurry up. We'll be late for class." I accelerated my walk when I realized that old Dragona was our teacher this Tuesday. Besides Mrs. Roque, we have another terror teacher that we only see every Tuesday. She was 60 plus and about to retire. It was even better to reduce the number of terror teachers in the Philippines. Her OOTD had always been a long skirt and white blouse. Obviously from the old age. But it's just ironic because her last name was Dimalanta. When we got to the room, everyone was quiet and reading notes. I was suddenly nervous because we might have a quiz. I immediately approached Zanaya and asked, "Is there a quiz?"

Jess sat up right and once more it was pitch black, that’s when jess understood what this was. “My nightmares.” Jess whispered, her voiced echoed in the darkness, but it was as if Jess had just said the key for everything to explode. Every single one of her bad memories, jumped out of the dark, young Jess sitting with her dead mother, trying to clean her wound, hoping she will wake up if Jess just keeps pressure on it. Her Father chasing her, beating her, screaming at her. Her beast tormenting her once again. All the Jess’s, the young ones or the older ones, each one of them that cried out in pain as they were being cut, burned or beaten, each Jess that was ever told how she should just die,

It still felt like a dream that she had just kissed that handsome man in front of her. The little boy lifted his head to look at her, seeming very curious and interested to know that someone else had insights to share about nightmares. "My grandma taught me to think of funny things. For example, let's say I dreamed about a monster and he was very scary…" Ben nodded his head, shrugging a bit.

the teacher said and nodded her head. "Bella dear, you've been so quiet." The teacher asked softly "I would have said my adventure was like that of my name sake twilight, but I was here in my pack doing my mate" she shrugged, nothing interesting at all. "Maybe you should leave max and mate a vampire then, If you want an adventure like bella in twilight" the teacher chuckled "let's hear your summary" she said