Novel & Cerita Mono And Six Little Nightmares

There were faint dark circles under his eyes, and there was a probing look in the way he watched me. "Did you sleep okay last night?" he asked. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. "Not really. I had a nightmare." "What did you dream about?" I looked at him, my eyes wide, innocent, and confused. "I dreamed about your brother, but it felt like he actually came by and kissed me." "Dante's" body went rigid, and his eyes behind his glasses narrowed sharply. "Are you sure it was a dream?" "I guess…" I said, sounding uncertain. "It just felt so real. He reeked of alcohol."

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

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.

“Honey, I know it felt real to you, but trust me. It was only a nightmare. Tell me something, though. What did you mean when you said the scary monster was going to take you to Him? Who’s Him?” “The scary monster who is always in my dream, his name is Agremon. He keeps trying to take me to a man named Mr. Namirha. He wants me to become his daughter. But I’m already yours, Mama. I don’t want to be his. That’s kidnapping or stealing. Isn’t it? And last night, Agremon was really angry with me for fighting him. He grabbed me and was pulling me from my bed, but then you came in and pushed him away. You saved me, Mama!” Hannah cried out and grabbed her so fiercely she thought she’d cracked a coupl

Time’s up, Little River. The words had destroyed my night sleep. It's like a nightmare of a twelve year old after watching a horror movie for the first time, it made me tossed and turned, flipping my pillow over and over, trying to find the cool side like it would help. The house was too quiet, the kind of quiet where you swear you hear footsteps that aren’t there, a door hinge sighing when no one’s moving.

Sometimes she needed to shut the world out, make it go away. Craig’s bicycle faded off in the distance, and Beth fought the temptation to go to the window. She flipped the light switch off and fell on top of her blankets, not changing clothes just yet. Craig wheeled away, and Beth tucked an arm behind her head. Had Sammy actually asked her out tonight—as a joke? Who was this Halley girl, and would she end up stealing Sammy away from both herself and Carly? Beth groaned and pulled herself up so she could pull on an oversized T-shirt and climb back into bed. The night outside was silent save a passing car a few blocks down, and she began to give in to the heaviness of her eyelids. Her last tho

There's a monster at my door. No shadow can hide me. Darkness cannot conceal me. I'm a flickering light, I'm warm flesh, I'm a beating heart. Knock, knock, knock . There's a monster at my door and it won't go away. It won't ever go away. ******* The faint scent of cigarette smoke filtered through the gap in the partly-open doorway. The voice of a newsreader I couldn't stand, drifted in with the smoke, serving as nothing but background noise to the crack of bone and screams I could still hear.

I doubted my sanity would remain intact if I were to be left on my own. We all sat in the cozy living room, surrounded by plush cushions and soft blankets. My three best friends; Layla, Janelle, and Sofia, as well as Alyssa, my sister-in-law, flanked me on the large couch, while Alfredo and Alvida, my parents-in-law, sat on a couch opposite ours. The room was bathed in the warm, afternoon sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the darkness that still clung to my very being. I took a deep breath and looked at them, my voice shaky as I spoke. "I've been having these recurring nightmares,"

She said, “You know, when your brain lets you see things that aren’t really there to try and make sense of something.” “Of course, I have zero say in any of this, but I do have to say, Jones, that this one, Baby B, does look like you,” Simon said. “How the hell could Mitsuhide’s sisters babies look like me?” she asked. She looked at June and then touched her hand, “Who did this to you, June?”

"Mom's useless. That girl yesterday was awesome. She soloed two huge monsters." Adrian stayed quiet. I frowned. "Theo." He immediately shifted closer to Adrian and lowered his voice like I couldn't hear him. "It's Mollie Webb. Rank sixth. She's INSANELY strong." Adrian glanced at me. "He's a kid." Over the past few days, I'd fixed seventeen system bugs and stopped three data crashes that could've wiped everyone out. At the same time, I tweaked the monster spawns, cutting their numbers as much as I could.