Lucid Nightmare Novels & Stories

He understands my fear as I am traumatized by the events and suffering from nightmares since. The first night when I thrashed in the bed, Luc shook me awake. Once he realized that I was still trapped in the same event, he hugged me tight as I sobbed and eventually slept again. Till now, he shares my bed and makes sure to soothe me with soft words in case I get a nightmare. With Luc near me, the occurrences and intensity of the nightmares are getting lesser and lesser. “Luc,” I call out. “No,” he answers back. I sigh.

"But we're going to figure it out. Together." That night, I wake screaming. The nightmare is vivid. Adrian hunting us through the Swiss mountains. Finding us despite the distance. The bond breaking, Lucian dying, me alone. "I'm here," Lucian says, over and over, holding me while I shake. "I'm right here. You're safe. We're safe." "It felt so real." "I know. I had the same dream two hours ago. You slept through mine." I look at him in the moonlight streaming through unfamiliar windows. "We're a mess."

Salvatore Villa – Julian’s Bedroom Julian's eyes snapped open, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. Another nightmare, his constant companion over the past twelve years, haunting his every waking moment. They all spoke the same message. Revenge. Impending danger. And the haunting past. But this time, there was something different. He saw a figure, shrouded in shadows, with a face that refused to take shape. He couldn't fathom if it's a male or female. Julian's mind recoiled from the memory, his thoughts fragmenting like shards of broken glass.

Maybe he just needed to accept that the nightmares were already a part of his life. Once assured, Lucian walked back to the bed. He felt a glimmer of hope stir within him. Perhaps the nightmares were a sign, a call to confront what lay buried deep within him, whatever demons that haunted his past. The city outside gradually began to stir with the first hints of dawn, casting a soft glow into the room. Lucian closed his eyes as he slowly eased back into bed. The nightmares would come again, he knew.

**FERAL FURY PACK** Lucifer groaned as the morning sun pierced through the curtains, hitting his eyes with a harsh glare. His head throbbed, a relentless reminder of the night before. He sat up slowly, his body heavy and sluggish. As he reached for his phone on the nightstand, the screen lit up with the notification of 42 missed calls—20 from Spike, 20 from Mikhail, and two from Viktor. He sighed, his mind hazy as the events of last night slowly resurfaced. Two bottles of *Everclear*, notorious for its 100% alcohol content, had been more than enough to knock him out. He wondered how he’d managed to fall so deep into the bottle, completely losing himself in the process.

"Come look at this.” I dragged him over to the desk, pointing a finger at the letter. Lucas leaned over, his brow furrowing as he read the words written on it. ‘I won't give up until you are mine.’ "I've been having these horrible nightmares all morning," I admitted, my hand flying up to rub my thumping temples. "What if this letter is cursed? My head is pounding so hard I can barely see straight.” Lucas picked up the note, and then ripped the paper into tiny pieces right in front of my face.

He mumbled a little before turning on his side but did not awaken. She shook her head, How can you be Dusk and Duskin? How can you pretend to be such a dark child when you are so kindhearted? Although she desired the answer to the question, she figured that she would never obtain the answer. Nightide remained secretive about their past. Hae Mina shook her head as she ventured up the staircase then fell on her bed in a heap. Her brain was too exhausted to push her back into her dreaded nightmares and so she slept heavily and deeply.

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,

Make him know what it feels like to be bitter, and when she's done, he's going to wish he was never born. His name is Rory John Gate and she's going to be his nightmare." She finishes speaking and finally looks over at the little girl and she is already asleep and she gets up and lays a soft kiss on her head and cover her up with the bedsheets, before walking out of the room. Authors message: Hello and welcome to the sequel of Little Nerdy Nightmare I hope you really like the beginning, if you did, leave a review. Love you guys

Gid, I knocked several times—-Ow," he said as he noticed the woman lying on the bed. "Nah, Uncle, I don't even know who she is, believe me," Gideon says, scratching his brow. Sam took a big breath, saying, "Never mind, go fix this and I'll come back to you later." and exited the room. Gideon nodded and looked at the woman. He walked into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror, wondering how long he could distract himself from a nightmare he would never forget for the rest of his life. He returned his attention to his body, the scratch on his chest that would never fade.