Mono Little Nightmares Novels & Stories

I’m your nightmare. I quickly turned around ready to leave this alley when I bumped into a hard toned chest. Looking up I felt my heart sink deeper into my stomach as I felt color drain from my face. I paled as I felt a strong fatigue coming. “Did you miss me bunny” the same voice that was behind the shadows said but this time I could see his full face and the sight of him made me nauseous, my dread, what I had always feared had returned. Leo Miller.

ANDY’S POV The slight beeping sound of the monitor pierces through my head repeatedly, making a slight groan escape my mouth. My head sways back and forth as my eyes open slowly. An ache jolts through my head as I try to move my eyelids, making another groan escape my mouth. My eyes slowly get accustomed to the bright room, as I take my time in opening them. I blink softly, my eyes searching the room if anyone was here. My eyes travel to the far end of the room to see Angel resting on Ethan’s leg as they both sleep peacefully.

But the fear was real, gnawing at the edges of my sanity. Monica was at my side in an instant, her face etched with concern amongst the darkness. "Ella, are you okay?" she asked, her voice soft and soothing, like a lullaby trying to chase away the lingering terror. I nodded, though I wasn't sure I believed it myself. "Just a bad dream," I whispered, my voice shaky and small. Monica hugged me, her arms warm and comforting, "You've been through so much," she said. "It's no wonder you're having nightmares."

Madison's POV As I slowly opened my eyes, the bright morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, piercing through my pounding headache. Blinking a few times, I realized I was lying on a luxurious king-sized bed and this wasn't my room but something felt off. I instinctively reached for the covers, only to realize that I was completely naked. Panic started to creep in as I struggled to recall the events of the previous night. Memories were hazy and fragmented, like shattered pieces of a puzzle that refused to come together.

A blinding light suddenly flashes before her eyes and she cries out in pain and confusion, dropping onto her knees and feeling like her body is no longer hers, as if something or someone within her wants out at last. The blue shade of her eyes deepens as Madeline raises her head and yells at the full moon with all of her might, trying to let out this abnormal feeling within her. She feels a bit calmer after that and attempts to take deep breaths to help her feel better but there's a sudden movement to her left side which immediately draws her attention as she realizes that she's no longer alone. Turning her head in that direction, she tries to discern who it is. Oh, it's a male figure. "No,

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

The same cursed cycle that stole my mother's life. No. No one will take Danika from me. No one. ... I must've dozed off. Because the next thing I know, I'd jerked awake, my skull slamming into the steering wheel with a dull thud. "Shit," I mutter, rubbing the sore spot. For a second, I don't know where I am. The nightmare still clings to my mind. Blood, salt, screams... Vanya's face blending with Danika's. The Hollow curse stirs, whispering at the back of my mind.

Bad. Cash and I were the only ones that survived the Nightmare from our family. Mom and Dad were already sick by the time the vampires came to our home to 'save' us. The vamps were only there for me. They had found out about my IQ and wanted my brain to join them. I had insisted that they saved my brother as well. I may have made it a deal breaker.

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.

She said on her way to the room at the corner of the living room. "Don't stay up so late." "Alright dad!" ~~~~~ M O N I C A's P O V. I walked into my daughter's room just to see what I never expected could happened. Her head wagged to the left and right continuously. Sweat built up on her brown skin face. Her eyes screwed up then she later opened up widely, panting. "You do have a nightmare?" My eyes widened up as she nodded her head in agreement. How come I never knew that of my daughter? What kind of mother was I?