Romans & histoires Marionette Nightmare

“For some, I guess I would. Sweetheart, this is not something I would want to bring you into, but I have no other choice.” “I get that. Always trying to protect me. However, this time I think I need to know so I can help you. Something is clearly bothering you.” She said as she looked into the golden pools of his eyes, and she almost forgot why he was there. She had to shake her head, and she knew she could not get distracted by his eyes and the wonders contained in them. “This is not something that is normal, either.” He stated as he looked at her. “A nightmare.”

I could hear my heart pounding inside my chest and my vein thumping in my throat. "So before taking another wrong step think about your little friend here," he spoke. He had filled the remaining distance between us and towered over me. I looked at Claire, who was staring back at me. This man has destroyed everything of me before and now, he was back to destroy me. You must be wondering who this man was and why was he after me. So, let's start from the beginning. This story began about a year ago. On my birthday night, that night which became my worst nightmare. I remember it as if it only happened yesterday.

He tried to ignore the sound but the knocks are getting louder and louder. Jared was having a nightmare when he was woken up by continous knock on the door. He lazily wiped his tears that the nightmare caused and get up to check out who knocked because he didn't realized that he locked it before he had fallen asleep, and he got annoyed when it was just his assistant, Kane. "What happened to your eyes, sir?" Kane asked when he saw Jared's swollen eyes. "Don't mind me." He said. "Did you cry, sir?" Kane asked him again, but this time he's trying to annoy his boss. That made Jared glare at him to make him stop from asking about his swollen eyes.

It was now close to 11pm. Me: Hi beautiful are you still awake? Marianna: Hi Manny, yes I am still awake. Why are you awake this late? me: Oh you know just working on this case, why are you still awake Ma'am? Marianna: Honestly, because I miss you, it feels weird to sleep alone now.... Me: Really? I am flattered, I miss you too Marianna. Marianna: You should try to get some sleep sir! Me: What are you wearing?

It was coming strongly from the rooftop of my apartment. "That's strange," I muttered. Was there a fight while I was gone? I wondered. I decided I had to check the roof, but first, I needed to check on Keto, to know if he had found the culprits that stole my money. Money that I had generated during the fight between Nikki and Ravenna. The thing is, I had gambled that the match would be a draw, no winner. I knew Ravenna wouldn't be able to shift. Her stepmother, Ruth, had poisoned her with Mistletoe while she was unconscious.

I was anything but. Last night replayed over and over in my head like a song stuck on loop. The way he’d claimed me. The way he’d touched me. The way I hated that I hadn’t pushed him harder to stop. I was drowning in it. And the worst part? He acted like nothing happened. Not a glance. Not a word. Not even when Peter Mallon, sleazy RidgeTech executive and certified snake walked past me with an extra-long stare this morning. Mr. Andrews stood at the podium, poised, cold, commanding, fielding questions like the arrogant bastard he was born to be.

Marlie missed her steps and tumbled to the ground, her eyes fixed upon the sight of the woman who bore an exact resemblance to her. "You are..." Marlie stuttered in utter confusion, struggling to articulate her words, because the woman standing before her, the same one Chad had just kissed and the one who had been strangling her sister, possessed her face. Then, with cold and burning rage in her eyes, the woman spoke, "Yes, I am Marlie... I am you!" ******* Marlie snapped back to reality, awakening in a cold sweat, and realized that morning had already arrived. She squeezed her eyes shut as if that could erase the nightmare she had just experienced, and the memories of their passionate night

"Isabella Moretti, eight weeks pregnant. Due to severe emotional distress and external trauma, she miscarried." "No... That's impossible!" Enrico let out a low roar, his eyes bloodshot, unable to believe what he was seeing. He remembered my pale face that morning. He remembered my voice on the phone, so weak he could barely hear it. A wave of intense regret drowned him instantly. "Where is she? Where did Isabella go?" Enrico rushed out of the bedroom and grabbed a passing maid by the arm, his voice hoarse with fury. The madness in his eyes terrified the maid so badly that she could barely speak.

Fate, or the Moon Goddess. They had a penchant to mess with people. Naira felt funny. When she yearned to marry Zain even in her dreams, her prayers went unanswered. And when she realized this dream would never come true and decided to let go, a bomb dropped on her head. Of course, she loved him too much to dodge it. Hence, the reason why she now stood on the altar in place of Jules Hayden. "Naira Karim, do you accept Zain Adeel as your husband and future Alpha? Do you promise to support him and guide him to be a better leader for the Moonlit Pack?"

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh