Nightmare Classic Novels & Stories

My busted knuckles left a trail of blood behind me reminding me that this was all real, that I was back in Dark Moon. I found my old room; everything was left just how it was the night I left the pack with no intensions of returning. I knocked the dust from the duvet and crashed into my old bed with a sigh. “Rest. It would appear we get to fight Lycans tomorrow.” Neoma nearly whispered her own sigh as I faded into sleep with an odd sensation of comfort washing over me. The nightmares came too quickly after that, I woke up panting, couldn’t catch my breath and I forgot where I was. All I could see was the rogues sinking their teeth into me.

I caught her gaze — the elderly woman— and despite the far distance, I could see how she kept staring at us in lustful remorse, sadness and strong envy. Sensing my wakefulness, he looked down at me and gave me a weak smile. And that was enough to lead me back to my doom. Heading towards blackness, I lost my consciousness again. ----- IT was near dawn when my eyes pushed open again, and I woke up with a frightful start. Clutching the bed sheets with my trembling fingers, I tried to push away the images of the nightmare I had in my sleep. A nightmare of frost and fire, beautiful dark blue eyes and an ugly looking old lady that looked more like a crone with her very green hair and wooden skin.

I couldn't get enough sleep due to the trumas but I definitely wasn't going to sleep now , what if the nightmares decide to continue from where they stopped? "what triggers your Nightmare?" Dravens brows rise " basement, dim lights, water, lakes, darkness" i say judging from what Doctor khali told me to stay away from "The black Car!" I stumbled to my feet and go towards the window, Draven follows me from behind "what black car?" he asks looking out through the window with me " there was a black car there, it's been parked for 3 days now " "there's no black car there " he says

I didn’t recognize the rest. An old TV faced the head of the bed. It had a video cassette player on top as well as stacks of tapes. Some in Cine-Star cases. Others with hasty-looking handwritten labels. Saturday Nightmares: 11/2/63 - 11/30/63. Saturday Nightmares: 3/7/64 - 4/4/64. Next to the door stood an old vanity with a light bulb framed mirror.

Contrary to its massive size, the nightmare origin blinked in front of Phil and smacked him with his mantis hands, it used the dull side of the blade to maximize the blunt force trauma Phil will need to endure. Sensing the nightmare origin in front of him, Phil hurriedly crossed his arms as he saw the nightmare origin raising its arms and smacked him with its arm. Phil flew backward both his arms were broken due to how heavy the blow the nightmare origin dealt, but his suffering did not end there. The nightmare origin once again flashed towards Phil while he was flying backward, this time using the sharp side of its mantis arm, it cleanly sliced both of Phil's legs. Phil screamed in pain see

Black as midnight. A phantom.

Nia's POV The world hasn't been unfair to me but it wasn't exactly fair either. I graduated college after years of brutally fighting against myself and my parents to ensure that I could do as they liked but also pursue my own happiness and today it would all be worth it. "Nia, could you hurry your ass up you're gonna be late. Also, we're out of milk could you pick some up on your way back,” my best friend called from outside my room of the apartment we shared together. Her name is Claire and her attitude isn't like her name, it's dark and cloudy. The opposite of me.

Exhausted and frustrated, she finally decided to get some rest, hoping that sleep would bring clarity. That night, she was plagued by unsettling dreams. The shadowy realm of Nyxterra reappeared in her sleep, its endless twilight sky and eerie silence wrapping around her like a shroud. In the dream, she wandered through the desolate landscape, calling out for Elias, but the shadows swallowed her voice, leaving her isolated and lost.

I stuttered out my sentence wiping my eyes as I couldn't believe what I was seeing. "Cages? Don't be ridiculous, Ms. Spitz. We're civilized. There is a safe area and then a restricted area. The area is designed based on the Norweigian prison system. It's one of the humane systems in the entire world, it's completely safe for everyone involved. I wonder . . . in your university environment you would never have been able to see a full mating drive? Alphas are restrained in society."

It was another nightmare. ***