Nightmare Demon Novels & Stories

Lexi had no idea. In his full demon form, he would be able to do so many things. Through nightmares, a sacred domain for demons to communicate with prey and contract holders, he might have been able to connect with Jinx. Or at least found Doll's or Spitfire's consciousness and known if they were okay.

Tammy: "Oh my God, honey, are you okay?". Miriam rushed into my room, asking in an alarmed motherly voice. My screams must have woken her. It was yet another nightmare. This time a different one. I'd thought being home and moving on with life would put my past behind but the reverse was the case. The nightmares refused to stay in the past. In this particular one, I was back at my captor's house. He had abducted me again but that wasn't the terrifying part. What I'd seen was a fully fleshed demon. That was what frightened me.

now it's Nami's turn to sleep in the darkest dream. demon:- do you have a plan, what are we going to do, do you know how I should wake you up? NAMI:- you don't exist in my past and whatever you do then, make it more sacred because it was my bottom, if you were in my position what would you say? demon:- I would say, I know the way don't worry, because I believe I might have a plan now but I sure find it later and start the journey.

POV Sammy I let what Cash's friend and Locke had told us sink in. If they were telling the truth, Kitty was in more danger than we thought. This trip was only going to take a couple of days. Luckily, the Vampires had a road system cleared the entire way down since they had been clearing roads since the start of the Nightmare. They used them to find humans that wanted to be turned. I realized that they were probably taking some humans to feed off of since we all needed blood but I didn't want to think about that part. I couldn't.

She thought deeply for a while, sat up and began to write again: " Hi dear diary, tomorrow is my birthday but tonight is my meeting with my demons. I am scared, mom says I should pray, Aunt Ann said the same thing but I don't believe in it anymore. I don't even know how to pray; I'm mad at God. Aunt Ann says it's wrong to blame God but I can't help it although I do not say it out loud. I want to stop blaming God. I think these demons are to blame after all. Dear diary, I ain't sleeping tonight not because I don't feel sleepy, but because I want to break record, I want to be able to say I didn't have any nightmare on the night preceding my birthday for the first time in seven years. I want to

With that, I open the door and walk out, ending the conversation. I’ve fought hard to escape the demons of my past. Moving on hasn’t been easy, but I tell myself I’m done with it. It’s a lie. I still have nightmares about my personal demon from hell every single night. Nightmares—visions of my tormented past. This phenomenon occurs in Lycans who fail to complete the mating bond. Some say it’s the moon goddess’s way of urging them to fulfill the bond with their mate. Others claim it’s a curse on those who reject their fated or chosen mate.

Over there, Nightmare Fiend came down with the wind and rain and landed on the ground, and those vipers were still behind him. He actually looked pretty much like a demon, his face was really pale with no color at all, his nails were really black, and he was looking at those cultivator disciples in front of him. "Someone among you was a disciple of Solaris Hold, I could smell it." "The ones I hated the most were you cultivators." Nightmare Fiend was covered in black mist, mixed with resentment, coming right at me. None of these little brats could really handle it. Amelia turned her head to look at the boy again: "You can't handle it?"

Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controversy go all the way back to the fallen angel, Lucifer. He became a corrupt shadow of his former self - a fallen angel trusted neither by Heaven nor Hell. Demon awaiting the Fallen Angel Shaher's revival was killed in battle at the Hall of Corruption by Alphonse. While not a Fallen Angel in the formal sense, it's depressed price relative to the growing fundamental case for silver makes it worth considering.

“I will,” She cut off the call as I sighed. I was turning twenty next month and my mother still called me every single night to say goodnight and make sure I was alright. My gaze flirted to the underground dungeon. I definitely didn’t want to go back in there. Some more screaming and my eardrums will get busted. Making a final decision I turned around and was about to start walking when I rammed into a mass of muscles. Rubbing my forehead and groaning simultaneously, I raised my gaze and almost wished I hadn’t. Dark brown eyes stared back at me mirroring the shock in my own eyes. It was impossible. This had to be a fucking nightmare haunting me while I was awake. “Holly?” he was the first on

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.