Nightmare Fredbear Novels & Stories

I pressed my hand on my forehead and sobbed out as much as I can. I am sorry Loveth. I am so sorry. Arnold please! Just wake up for your family. I promise I won't do that again. I promise I will come back to my right senses and I will get rid of the scary nightmares. I won't party again, not anymore. I walked into the ward. The only sound I could hear was the sound of the machine that sounded reluctantly. Arnold laid down on the bed, laid with the same powder blue colour. He was wrapped all over his head with a bandage, and some different kind of pipes passed through each holes in his body. His eyes was so calm as he shut it closed. Still so handsome even on a sick bed.

Why did something so trivial always set him off? “Yeah, we all know what you do when you are mad. Go ahead. I don’t care. I’m too tired to play this game anymore. I can’t keep up with the bipolar side of you that goes from loving to asshole in less than sixty seconds. You promised me freedom. You gave me freedom, and now you want to take it back because I went to the freaking library. You want to beat on me or rape me, fine. Just make sure you don’t leave bruises where Christian can see them. I won’t scream so he won’t hear anything. I’ll be damned if he learns those behaviors.”

Emilia stares into the dark, her eyes dry and distant. “Fred is… Fred is a Lycan.”

His brown hair was slicked back and fit him perfectly showing off his high cheek bones. "Shut up Darion," the second one said. He walked towards me and held his hand out. "Hi, I'm David." he introduced himself. I took his hand and shook it. He was the same height as who I now know as Darion. He had green eyes and a dimple on his left cheek. He was more on the small side compared to his two friends. His blond hair was long and up in a man bun.

asked Fred eagerly. Lisa didn't answer, she stayed silent and looked at Fred with a scared look. Fred asked her again. "He's a werewolf and I'm a werewolf too, take a good look at our form!" shouted Fred. Fred transformed in front of Lisa. The girl was frightened and she screamed even though she knew that no one would be able to help her. Fred in the form of a very large wolf with eyes and a sharp grin. Then Fred gave a long howl. Lisa was crying in fear, she covered her face with both hands. Then Fred stopped howling and came closer to her saying, “Look at me, Lisa! Look!”

The man stared at me boredly, and then his lips curled into a dark sinister smile. “Fredrick ?” He chuckled, pulled out a phone from his pocket, and scrolled through it leisurely, before shoving it in my face. “You mean this Fredrick ?” I blinked, refusing to believe my eyes, as I stared at a picture of Fredrick smiling broadly with his arms wrapped around a woman– Michelle, Elder Stefan's youngest daughter. ‘Alpha Fredrick of Blackfangs, publicly marks and announces his new Luna,’ the caption read. “Fredrick wouldn't,” I mumbled under my breath, shaking my head in disbelief. “We're mates.”

"You got me outside—now what?" Fred freezes and sizes me up with suspicion. "What do you mean?" I roll my eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, Fred. You're not a human, are you? You were watching me too intently inside the bar with eyes said, 'I wish to eat you,' and you were even licking your lips." At first, Fred only stares at me while processing my words. But eventually, his lips turn in a vicious smile, and I'm not an idiot—as soon as feathers explode from his arms and he grows to double his height, I bolt for the village in the distance like a frightened animal.

His pitch-black eyes are looking at me as if he knows me. I reach up and stroke the horse gently on his muzzle until Alfred shouts loudly from behind me. "Watch out!" Alfred runs to my side and pulls me away from the fence. He puts his body between me and the horse. "This is Nightmare," Alfred explains. "He belongs to King Leonidas. He is not kind." Nightmare nips angrily at Alfred's shoulder. Alfred tries to push the horse away, but Nightmare bites down on his fingers. "Damn it," Alfred hisses, pulling his hand away from Nightmare. His hand is dripping blood onto the snow. He tries to hide it from me, but I pull his hand away from his chest.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

He says through the mind link, continuing to go after Fred. Fred's not a normal werewolf. One cold winter about eighteen years ago, I found Fred when he was four years old. He was abandoned in the forest left to die. The strange thing is when I found him he was shifted into his wolf. All my years I never saw a wolf shift that early. The healers couldn't explain it. The only explanation they had was that his wolf must have surfaced early to help him survive that cold winter. No one came to claim him, so I gave him to a family who was willing to take him in. But they brought him back the next day, saying he wouldn't stop crying and that he kept asking for me. When they wouldn't bring him back