Nightmare Labyrinth Novels & Stories

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

“Listen to me. We’ve survived this wave, but the next one will be worse. And I promise… I won’t let it touch you.” I nodded, chest heaving, but fear was still there, a shadow lurking in the edges of my mind. The labyrinth’s pulse echoed in every corner, the creature’s red eyes watching, waiting, planning. And then, the lights dimmed entirely, plunging us into near darkness. The hum of machinery shifted, lower and more menacing. I could feel the labyrinth’s anticipation, like it was holding its breath, ready to strike again. I swallowed, gripping Caelum’s arm tightly. “What now?” I whispered.

Nathan finished explaining. "Fairies are the one that assigns me missions?" Joseph was shocked. He didn't know fairies were the ones to give them their missions. "You didn't know that? They come during the night and leave a letter by the table beside your bed. In that letter, your mission is explained. And once you complete the mission, the letter burns itself. But if you fail the mission, the letter turns black," Nathan explained. "Being a human and listening to all these is quite fascinating. Sometimes I really feel I'm lucky to actually know you guys," Harper was thankful.

Shadows danced all around. She felt; more than saw, a figure. With certain dread, she became aware of who else was in the creepy stone hall. ◆◆◆ William woke with a start, which smacked his head sharply on the stones beneath him and sent little flashes of light dancing in his vision. A sound akin to a sigh escaped his ruptured lungs. He'd come to hate consciousness.

So descending the staircase that led directly to the bottom Lyall began his journey in those dimensions, a place that seconds later was filled with light allowing our eyes could be seen the bottom of that space. Now, it is well known that once you enter that place you have to be very careful since the labyrinth that makes up its interior is extremely confusing and changeable, which makes it easy for any of those who do not know the route to get lost in the act, so indicate to Emma, Lina and Silea who were the ones who mainly did not know the route with great emphasis.

He fought like a wild beast—no tactics, no strategy, just raw, desperate strength. By the time the patrol arrived, he was covered in blood, barely conscious. But before he passed out, he still had the audacity to smile. “Louis… good… you’re not hurt…” That was the man I loved. This man standing before me? I didn’t recognize him. I didn’t argue. I didn’t have proof, and Max had already made his choice. So I kneeled, carefully gathering the broken pieces—piece by tiny, shattered piece. The two glass towers had completely collapsed. I picked them up last, cradling them in my palm like something fragile, something already lost.

“For some, I guess I would. Sweetheart, this is not something I would want to bring you into, but I have no other choice.” “I get that. Always trying to protect me. However, this time I think I need to know so I can help you. Something is clearly bothering you.” She said as she looked into the golden pools of his eyes, and she almost forgot why he was there. She had to shake her head, and she knew she could not get distracted by his eyes and the wonders contained in them. “This is not something that is normal, either.” He stated as he looked at her. “A nightmare.”

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

-I'll fight my fears, Jay, I'll do it for you -I walked over and sat to the side across from him- I promise you my monsters won't defeat me. I realized that what he said was true, I had died in my sleep, one of my fears was to sleep and be trapped in one of my nightmares, not knowing what was real or not. This thing I was living was like a very bad nightmare. And there were monsters lurking: Death, damned souls, and God knows what else I'd be about to discover. Once upon a time a girl was trapped in a nightmare with many monsters to face, Once upon a time a girl was afraid of the dark, demons were about to cross over.

Hopefully, now having no blood on her, Nadia and Soren will return to their senses, and she won’t cause my coven of vampires into a blood lust craze when we arrive. Now that I have freshened Lylah up, I resume my journey to my lair. I approach the well-hidden entrance to the labyrinth of tunnels with a smile, knowing I’m about to bring my blood flame home. My coven of vampires will be thrilled to have their lady of the coven to now serve. The entrance is at a very old and long forgotten medieval cemetery. Using my telekinesis, I make a large flat rectangle of stone that looks like the top of a grave slide across the ground. It reveals stairs of stone leading underground. I enter, walk down,