Nightmare Guy Novelas e Histórias

Not until the very end and sometimes even then I wasn't done. The perspiration was heavy on my forehead and I wiped it away with my palm, frowning at the sluggish movement of my arm and the way the room seemed to fade in and out. The lights flared overhead and I was blinded temporarily, stumbling into someone on my left, kept buoyant only by the proximity of bodies. Feeling a shove from behind, I turned to see who the fuck would dare to push me. The face that greeted me twisted into a molten mass of flesh, pulled tight over bone. White, colourless eyes stared at me. A mouth full of long razor sharp teeth turned upwards in an awful, nightmarish grin.

I jolted awake, trembling violently as cold sweat clung to my skin. A nightmare. Only a nightmare… though Hazel remained strangely restless beneath my skin. Suddenly, the door pushed open and Dominic crossed the room in seconds, concern darkening his expression. He was beside me before I could steady my breathing, his hand closing around mine. "Are you hurt, Natalia?" "I heard you from the room beside yours.” I turned my gaze to him as I regained my composure. "I–I'm fine. It was just a nightmare," I said, brushing away strands of hair from my face.

The silk sheets mended on my body, like a warm marshmallow, my breath felt better, I twirled in my sleep when I tried to move my hand I could not, that’s when my eyes snapped open, and I came into realization of what could be happening. The nightmare, it’s not a nightmare, it’s my new reality, one that I may never be able to escape from I am the prisoner of Liam Moretti, the mafia king, the Lord to all wrongdoings and it terrified me

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

“Aren’t you looking for me? Here I am, Little vermin.” “Who the hell are you?” I tried to scream, but my voice was trapped in my throat. My body felt like it was in a vice, unable to move. He chuckled softly, and I could almost picture a sly smirk lingering on his face. “I'm your sweet nightmare, Little vermin. I give both sweet and lethal nightmares you experience every night.”

Hatred was the feeling that flowed through his strings at me, and it hurt. Of course I had no right to feel like that; but my emotions never do as they're told and I refuse to rip these ones out. Just because I have no right to feel this way doesn't mean I don't deserve to. Knight is what his name was, but he enjoys going by Fractured now. He was supposed to be the Nightmare Master’s loyal dog who would kill anyone who went near him. Of course, he wasn't actually loyal, just doing as he was told so that his family wouldn't suffer the consequences.

Throw me a lifeline. And, wow, the universe actually delivered. “Aiden!” someone shouted. A guy approached us and thankfully it was Jace . Bless you, Jace. “Nova,” he added, his eyes going wide. “You look damn hot.” “Thanks, Jace,” I said, offering a smile. “What’s up?” Aiden asked, and I swear I could hear a growl in his voice. Chill, dude. “We need you at the entrance. Some guys are threatening to cause a scene.”

It took a lot for me not to slap his hand away. Sensing my hesitation, he continued. “Nathan Night is not who you think he is. He's a liar and murderer. He slaughtered innocent children. Do you really want to get protection from someone like that? My heart started to beat faster. “What are you talking about?” “Come with me and all your questions will be answered.

They were like escapes from the deepest seas of nightmares. The Horde seemed to have opened the gates of hell. A shapeless floating object flies into the world. Even as he fired, a distant, calculating part of Ragnar's mind wondered if Nightman was really like this. different from that. After all, he too now has extra hair bordering his fur, fangs and eyes. has been changed. He quickly pushed the thought away. They had nothing to do with the fight he was in and were sitting on the hill

During the day, they are normal hard workers like any other workers, but at night they kidnap people and bring them here, draining their blood. Besides, they will also retain several healthy people according to the boss's orders to serve as a source of organs for transplant surgeries of the super-rich. Underground at this moment, only Maris was left, moaning in pain and resentment. She called out Samson and Harvey's names in desperation. The only meaningful thing she got from this crazy trip was Vincent's illusion. She had no idea that humans were able to create such magical-like devices. - William, you better pray that I never escape from here, otherwise, I will give you the most terrible d