Nightmare Magician Novels & Stories

Otherwise the Elementals wouldn’t be this gracious to them. “So who is this person?” Elder Miriam asked, her eyes flashing with hatred. “It’s a boy. His name is Mane,” Magma spoke this time. It seemed that whenever Elder Miriam spoke, Magma was reluctant to let Waska or Rasa address her in his stead. He smiled slightly and rolled the paper into a ball. “And we know where he’s headed.” “Rasa and I shall depart at once,” Waska bellowed. “There is no need for that,” Magma waved his hand and said. “The culprit is only at the Pseudo Nightmare Realm. Send a few Peak Pseudo Nightmare Teams and just to be safe, let the Night Patrol go too.”

I was someone who suffered from nightmares, but paradoxically, the darkness here, was calming. I dragged my feet towards his bed and that’s when I saw the frame on his nightstand, next to a Bible. This man owned a Bible? My curiosity fully took over from this moment. I flipped it open. Maxine Jackson. I frowned a closed it. Who was she? My eyes slid back to the frame and I picked it up. It was a picture of a young woman, probably in her early thirties. She had thick black hair and blue eyes. Alexander’s eyes were a dark grey, but the resemblance was uncanny. This was his mother and that Bible perhaps, was hers.

Something was definitely brewing there. Finally, we pulled into a gravel lot. I leaned forward, trying to see what this “spontaneous” adventure was. “Is that what I think it is?” I asked slowly, staring at the dilapidated structure ahead. Eli’s grin told me everything. “What the actual hell…” I whispered, my eyes locking on the chipped paint, broken windows, and vines crawling up the walls like nature was trying to warn us. A crooked sign above the doorway read: HOUSE OF SCREAMS – ENTER IF YOU DARE.

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.

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.

I hated it. "Do you think that we could get the humans a spell before they leave the blood bank?" I asked as we ate. "Why?" Sammy asked. "My family made a spell a few months ago that saves humans from the Nightmare. If the humans in the blood bank have been here long enough, they may not have a natural immunity to the Nightmare and they could be at risk if they leave the building." I explained. "No shit?" Paul asked and my family all nodded in agreement. "You really found a way to save them?" Stone clarified.

I whispered to him sadly, biting his lips violently The pain he feels inside is almost killing him. Every simple thing he dreamed of was difficult Very, the simplest thing is to sleep with his girlfriend and feel comfortable being with him.. that is the simplest thing But it became the most difficult act, " After I searched a lot, I found one of the suspicious magicians, located in the north, and maybe he was the one who cast this curse. When do you want us to leave for him?" Stephen spoke to Zayn staring at his friend's red eyes and answered him in a strong and confident voice

I made a resolution as I sat there in the shade with the girls sleeping beside me, I would never let some random werewolf mistreat me again. I was about to wake the girls, knowing otherwise they’d never fall asleep at their bedtime, when I heard laughter and turned to see a street magician in full face makeup, top hat, and tails juggling red-striped white clubs for a family nearby. Someone shouted for someone else to come see, and that woke the girls, who were soon staring at the performer.

“You two will wake up from the memories when you are done seeing everything you are meant to see. Your wolf spirit will be in control to show you what you’re meant to see. She won’t be able to interact with either of you. Think of her as a guide you cannot see.” Fuck, magic is complex. I’m so glad I don’t have to worry about it. Mags begins setting up the candles. The black and white candles are alternated around us while the red candle is placed between our heads. Mags steps out of the circle as she kneels by our heads. Mags places one hand on my forehead and the other on Zane’s forehead. As Mags begins to chant, Zane squeezes my hand one more time to let me know he is with me. Damn, do I l

I said firmly. "I...I have been having nightmares for a while now. Like something is coming after me. I don't get it." He sighed sadly. "Well, it's okay. Hope the nightmare has stopped?" I asked. "Yes, it had." He answered "Alr..." I was interrupted. "Oh no...the nightmare has became a reality" he said and screams followed through before everything went silent. "Hello" I called but no response. "Steve" I called again. "It isn't Steve. Now it's Sage." I gasped. TBC.. Please leave a review guys🙏.