Nightmare Ideas For A Story Novels & Stories

NADINE My entire sleep was riddled with nightmares of a one-eyed wolf with thinning fur snarling fiercely at me. I was too shocked to move and kept screaming until it was dragged away by a huge wolf and flung into the darkness. The nightmare kept replaying over and over and I had no idea when it stopped.

I would make my own choices and my own mistakes. The morning of Heather's birthday, I woke up in a cold sweat. My shirt was drenched in fear of the nightmare. The same damn nightmare; it just had to haunt me today of all days. I wanted a clear head but instead, the vision of snapping my father's neck and then it ended up being a smaller head with blonde hair. I never told the Luna; it was Heather. I always just kept it generic. How could I tell her that I had dreams about killing one of her best friends?

Not even be nosy. Maybe the scream therapy finally caught up to me... or maybe I was still in a mood because of a certain someone whose name starts with A and ends in -iden. Could be either. Or both. I fell asleep the moment I forced my mind to shut down. It was harder than I expected. Thoughts of Aiden kept clawing back. Jordan too. But I pushed them away—just enough. A small win for Nova. I deserved that. The next morning, I dragged myself out of bed, taking forever to get ready.

I mutter under my breath, continuing back to my place for a nap before heading out to Haleys for lunch. When I get to my room, I kick off my shoes crawling into my bed, trying to imagine Ivy next to me to keep the nightmares at bay. I’m tired of closing my eyes and seeing an injured Caleb telling me he saw my mother die trying to save Ivy. I’m sickened by the cry in Caleb’s voice as I turn my back on him and run to save his sister, leaving the alpha heir to fend for himself. But what drives home the hatred and disdain I have for myself in these nightmares are the two cries that break through the night. One of a young man dying, and the other of a girl being saved.

Nate's concerned voice reached my ears, and I clung to him, needing his comfort to chase away the lingering terror of my nightmare. "Is it the same nightmare?" Nate asked gently, his worry etched across his face. I nodded, unable to find the words to describe the horrors that haunted my dreams. Nightmares like these had plagued me ever since I experienced that profound loss. Nate understood and wisely chose not to pry further. He knew that when these nightmares struck, I needed some space to gather my thoughts and emotions. I got out of bed and began to pace around our room, trying to dispel the remnants of the nightmare that still clung to my mind. Nate remained still, giving me the solitud

Thankfully I didnt have a roommate because I probably would have killed her in my sleep, nightmares were a very dangerous weapon. My abilities had grown in a way that I was comfortable with. When I was young, my mother would tell me to imagine several doors within my mind and beyond each door a persons mind but I found that I would always imagine the doors flying open when I went to sleep and then the nightmare would follow. So this time I found my own method, the radio. Before I go to bed I would tune in on a certain station and then I would turn the volume down.

I stood up notwithstanding. “Whatever you say." I took her hand and lured her to my room. “No way. Not your room, Mich." “Why not? I'm sleepless and you're sleepful. That's not fair. You can at least pass on some sleep to me." Honestly, I've been having trouble sleeping for a while. Whenever I do, I have nightmares of Declan and Freddie chasing me with a dagger, a glock and revolver. Then Ruki and some other strange girls come to my rescue. They take me to a dimly lit bedroom and try to force themselves on me. At the point where I'm about to succumb, their boyfriends come in and try to kill me for messing with their girls.

Bad. Cash and I were the only ones that survived the Nightmare from our family. Mom and Dad were already sick by the time the vampires came to our home to 'save' us. The vamps were only there for me. They had found out about my IQ and wanted my brain to join them. I had insisted that they saved my brother as well. I may have made it a deal breaker.

He quickly told the girl to move. The girl pouted and glared at me. With another sigh, I sat in the chair. "Happy?" I stood up, eyes wide. Roland and his mate chuckled at the sight. "Okay!" Darius shot, radiant like the sun high in the sky. The table was alive again with all the conversation. I was minding my own business, poking at the half-cut strawberry on my plate, my mind wandering far away, back to the nightmare I had last night. Blood covered my hands. The evil voice echoed in my dream saying that I was responsible for all the deaths that had happened and would soon happen. Who is the couple who suffered severe burns? Who are the two people lying next to the rock? What is the meaning

*Collier POV Fucking Zion has been a nightmare today. I cannot control him. He has been wanting Ally so badly the past few weeks that I cannot rein him in most days. Seeing her this morning he wasn’t going to let her get away this time. He had to have her. To claim her. When she left last time I swore I would stay away as she wanted. She didn’t need mixed up in my world anyway. My world is dangerous. My world is why she was hurt the last time. My world required me to run a tight ship with no bullshit. My world was bloody. Ally is my mate though. I knew that the first time I saw her. She was married to that human though so I was able to stay away easier. Then when she hated me, or thought she