Nightmare Golden Freddy Novels & Stories

Gideon barked the order, his voice sharp as a blade. A dragon's roar followed, and the sound wave struck straight into Freddie's mind, catching him completely off guard. His vision went black for a split second. But for warriors at their level, a second was enough to decide life and death. Gideon's foot slammed down, landing squarely on Freddie's skull, nearly crushing it. Freddie screamed, blood streaming from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. His legs were driven deep into the earth. "Dad!" Jonathan howled, his voice raw and broken.

That last part was a courtesy of nightmares that had shared the bed with her. She was with Alejandro, in their massive bedroom and reaching out for him on the bed. But he was a bloody body filled with bullet holes and glassy eyes. She screamed and tried to run off the bed, but his lifeless fingers grabbed her arm. She had managed to free herself and run off the bed, only to run into the arms of Freddie who stood with pale skin and bloodshot eyes. “Let me go!” she had screamed. “Never,” he had rasped into her ear with vigour.

"I'm the one with the power. I'm stronger than you. You don't get to decide to free me. I get to decide whether you are free and I think I'll decide... No." I fought with all my might as Obsidian pushed me to the deepest corner of my mind, the place where I buried all of my fears and nightmares. I clung to the silver moonlight filling the sky, desperate to keep a hold of reality but I was no match for Obsidian. The world faded to black as she blocked me out. Fyre whimpered softly in distance buried even deeper in my consciousness than I was. Fyre's heartbreaking whimper was the last thing I heard...

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

Damon furrowed his brow, exhaled sharply, crossed his arms in an impatient gesture, and stared down at the sniper while tapping his foot monotonously. “Name.” He repeated, this time a little firmly, and pick up his favorite torturing toy. The pliers. When the sniper didn’t respond, he clipped one of his fingers pinching it tight and threatening to cut off the tip. “Name!” Damon demanded once more, roaring as he presses the pliers hard. “Ah! Fuck.” He screams, stuttering. “It’s-It’s Jamie!” Damon gives a smug grin of victory before letting go of the grip and tilting his head. “Well, Jamie, are you ready to sing?”

He would probably be an evil spirit if he were outside. Freddy's eyes turned white light for a moment signaling Rowel's spirit back into his body. Freddy sighed looking at the slightly smeared ground, he needed to calm his mind. He looked back at the night sky, he had to be careful. The spiders are not just one but thousands!

Her voice was scratchy because of the tears. “Is anyone there, please help!” Jess cried out while running forward. She stopped in her tracks as she heard something. It was someone, no something taking a deep breath. Scratches were heard in the distance. Jess spun around, but she didn’t see anything. She took a step back, but the scratches returned this time from right behind her, before she could even turn around, her legs were pulled out from under her. She fell on her chest but rolled around to see those scary golden eyes in front of her. Before she could even release a breath, the beast growled and pulled back his head as he opened his jaw and pulled his head down, seemingly going for the

“Do I look like someone who needs your help? I don’t need your apologies, and trust me, if really I need a shoulder to cry on, it’s definitely not yours. Its either you leave this room, or I do you the favor of leaving this pack. And please when going, take your food with you, I am not hungry.” I saw the sadness in her eyes but they weren’t real to me. I just needed some time to mourn and grief and she just had to interrupt my peace. Freya left my room, I got up immediately shutting the door and locking it behind me. “Dad, the man you’ve always wanted to match me up with has a pregnant wife.” I muttered. Feeling so weak, I went back to the bed and had no idea when I slept off. _

Only then did the screaming stop in the room. "Doesn't he get tired?" The door was soon opened, and Jennifer quickly hid somewhere nearby. Fortunately, the corridor was dark enough for Jasmine not to notice Jennifer. On top of that, she was already exhausted. Her thighs were red from being pinched. In the room, Frederick felt refreshed and decided to resume sleeping. Someone opened the door again. Soon, there were sounds of someone screaming in the room yet again. The next morning, Frederick boarded the flight to the Northern Frontier. As soon as he boarded the flight, his itinerary appeared on Levi's desk.

I am better than the Kinduri. Without fear, I march straight up to that darkness. I gather Neron around me. I let it fill me, fill me right to the brim. It’s coursing through me, beating with the steadiness of a drum. I hold my hands up. They’re alight with Neron. And I plunge my hands into the heart of the darkness. Screams. Mine. Valen’s. Screams of a thousand Kinduri. Screams of Cyrillius. I’m overcome with noise and madness. Like sound is pummeling me and will leave me a bloodied, broken mess on the ground.