Monstrous Nightmare Novels & Stories

Jiho looked at him, his eyes wide. "Run! Go! All of you!" I yelled again, and Jiho and the rest of my team ran faster than the wind. I had no intention of letting this monster get out of this room. Slowly, the monster began to grow larger as I held it at bay. Its skin was turning blacker, becoming a deep shade of red—the color of blood. A wave of disgust washed over me. Through the window, I could see the night sky stretching upward. The stars twinkled in the dark, beautiful backdrop—a scene that would've been peaceful under any other circumstances. But tonight, that beauty felt haunting and sinister.

A horrified sentence, directed at Trinidad who seemed to have snapped out of whatever trance she was in at the presence of her minion. "We have to go." The growl that erupted from me told them my answer. No one was getting away if I could help it. The rogue snarled at me, ready to defend it's twisted master, and that's when we heard it. A roar, followed by screams that told stories of inexplicable horror. I scooted closer to the bed and tried to link Caleb. It worked. Whatever Miss Monster had done was probably linked to that magic. Not that it mattered anymore at the moment.

My breath hitched in my throat when my eyes met his. "It's been a long time,” he spoke, his lips turning upwards in his sweetest smile but I knew what was behind that smile. A monster. The monster who tortured me, who killed my sister and now wanted to kill me. A voice in my head screamed to give up. I was tired of running. Tired of being scared and tired of always looking over my shoulder for his shadow that always followed me.

and put back the glass. I knew it was a nightmare, I knew from the start yet it makes me numb as if it's the first time to face the monster of darkness. monster of darkness, I've named it since the first time I began to experience this nightmare. I have seen this same nightmare a few times. every time it makes me numb, makes me feel like dead and at the end it grabs me and i would wake up in horror. I don't know what it is and why it's chasing me, but it will appear whenever I'm in danger or something isn't right in my life. It's like a red alert for me. in my teenage I saw this nightmare for the first time, when I was harassed by my own uncle, till now I never shared this with anyone, not e

Preserved the nightmare. Monroe stood beside it, bloodied but still smiling. "You can't stop it. Even if you kill me. The next wave is already maturing. In five years, they'll be indistinguishable from humans. Smarter. Stronger. Loyal." "Then we'll burn it to the ground," Aurora said. We set the charges. Xavier planted the explosives while Monroe screamed threats, promises, prayers—everything a dying god might say to preserve his church. And then we left him there.

The next day David woke up early since it was Saturday he had nowhere to go. He He decided to go and check up on Stella and admit his feelings for her. He decided to stop being a coward and take responsibility for her pregnancy. He was ready to do anything for her to forgive him and give him a second chance. He went to her door and was about to knock when he heard her talking but this time it seems like her constant nightmare she always tell him about. He opened the door and went inside and Tru to his thought she was having a nightmare. He walked up to her on the bed and woke her up cuddling her. "Is okay baby. I'm here don't be scared." He started coaxing her when she started crying. "David

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.

Leo knew he's that monster. He's like a nightmare and a bad memory she wanna get rid of so badly. He's tormenting her and making life not so worth living for her...unbearable even. He's a nightmare and somehow, she knows she's surely gonna wake up from it someday, maybe that day was closeby or maybe it was here already. She thought about it all as she stared at Dimitri and then Leo

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.

The group contends that, in addition to promoting films to children which were intended for an adult audience, Saturday Nightmares features near constant references to murder, dismemberment, cannibalism, and the occult, as well as many other unsavory behaviors. The group also accuses the program’s host, a ghoul named “Boris Orlof” (portrayed by KMCD’s electrician and handyman Melville Roberts), of regularly inciting panic among his young viewers. “One of my parishioner’s children came to her in near hysterics. Pleading and crying to ‘not let Boris get her’. Afterwards, she learned that her child had watched the program, and was told [by “Boris” sic] that if they ever stopped watching she wou