Lucid Nightmare Novels & Stories

She pressed her thighs together as she cried while he sat on the wooden chair, catching his breath. She closed her eyes as her whole body trembled in fear and pain. She felt like she was in her worst nightmare and she couldn't wake up from her dream. The person she loved the most had turned into a ferocious beast that tormented her mercilessly, making her heart shatter into tiny pieces. ******** "Violet! Don't go with him! Don't leave me!" Lucian said as he opened his eyes, waking up from his nightmare. His body was sweating, his breath was rushing as his heart was racing. He dreamed Darius took Violet from him.

“I had a really scary nightmare last night.” Her words piqued Lucien and Lysander’s interest, and everyone was looking at her now. “A scary nightmare?” I repeated, my own chest slamming. If the ever-courageous Scarlett could get really scared by a dream, then it meant that it must be something really serious. “Can you share it with us?” “Of course. The nightmare is not really clear, so we will have to figure out the meaning together. In the nightmare, I saw thousands of people throwing raw eggs at the three of you. They were saying incoherent words.”

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.

A lullaby hums in a voice not your own Sung from the mouths of the buried and dead A faceless thing grins in the wide doorway Stretching its arms, your escort inside Your name is etched on a tomb with no grave A jagged whisperer, an icy brace Your heart beats loud, but not for long Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you I said grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out, and so will your veins The bells don't toll; the clocks don't chime Only the sound of the end of time Your Shadow melts your hands turn cold The nightmare sings as it takes hold I'm sorry to say, but this is the end Your breath is stolen; no need to pretend A door creaks open; the void

He must be having nightmares. She is about to wake him up but suddenly she hears him clearly. "Mommy, don't... Don't... Mommy, I'm very good. I'll listen to you. Don't..." With a low scream, Lucien Gray's eyes suddenly open. He awakes from his nightmare. Lucien Gray sees Nina Morrison looking at him in surprise and his thick eyebrows tighten sharply. His hand suddenly pinches Nina Morrison's chin. "What did you hear just now?" Nina Morrison is shocked by Lucien Gray's action. "I heard you have nightmares," she says.

[Welcome to Eternal Nightmare. Survival is victory.] The cold, robotic female voice blasted through the dark while I was sprawled on the couch doomscrolling. The next second, a white flash nuked my vision and forced my eyes shut. When I opened them again, my living room had straight-up rage quit and turned into a blood-red wasteland. "Okay, what the hell?" I squinted and spotted my six-foot-two husband, Adrian Chase, already doing the whole protective-dad thing with one arm around our son.

They fall asleep together on the grass floor with the Moon goddess keeping watch over them. Adrian wakes up first, he stretches his body languidly. Learning to control transformations at full moons is a mastery, one that is known to him. For this reason, he can wake up the morning after a full moon and not wonder what havoc he may or may not have wreaked the previous night. Although, there are certain unaccountable scenarios where his true nature shows who still has the upper hand. He's about to get up when he hears a feminine sleepy whimper. He turns around and it's the annoying tyrant that he gave a brush down the other day. He looks at her closely and sees love bites on her neck where her

The day had already broken and this time, Lucy had woken up early due to an anxious and scary nightmare. She dreamt of being killed by the Ceo she has never seen before. She sat in the bathtub with dark circles painted around her eyes. The miserable state of art by which her impression described was good enough to be called a crying chipmunk. "Torture, pure torture".She said before taking her phone and dialling for France.

I cried out in pain as I dropped to the floor. "And that is to make sure you won't run again," his lips lifted into a smirk while my eyes stung with tears. I felt the world around me shifting. Darkness crept around me but I turned my eyes to Lindsey. My eyes rolled back and my eyelids started to feel heavy, I tried to reach out to my sister. I had the feeling that I wouldn’t be able to see her again. The last thing I heard before welcoming the darkness was his bitter voice saying, "Take her." and with that, I closed my eyes and lost myself into oblivion.

“Such is the way of a scared girl, aye? You would be dead already if I wanted to kill you. That’s the appetite of a Roman, hmm? Kill them all and build fences? Shut up your fool mouth and open your foolish mind. I’m going to enlighten you.” “What?” Quintus stammered, his anger going in many directions. “It is Lammas, a high holiday for us from all time we know.” Drust stepped a bit away from them, both arms up high when he said Lammas, but he dropped them soon after. “Today, this very evening, I’ll have my vital sacrifice and you will all go out and be a part of it willingly. My hands won’t get wet with your blood a single drop.” Porcius said under his breath, “That’s big of ya.”