Nightmare Mane 6 Novels & Stories

His blond hair was long and up in a man bun. Now that I was seeing Mr. Andrews around other people his age, I realized how attractive he was. His blue orbs with those green specks could be recognized from across the room. He was taller than his friends, standing at what seemed to be 6'5' and the dimples which stayed hidden due to his lack of smiles were finally making an appearance. His broad shoulders screamed 'I work out' if his six packs weren't something to go off. His dark hair, which could easily blend into the night, was slick back and that stubborn strand was once again tempting me to push it back and away from his perfectly sculpted face. And those full lips that were now moist from

Only an hour had passed by, but my feet were killing me and I was tired of putting on a fake smile. I was now standing in a small circle surrounded by three other couples. They were the future Alphas of their own pack, but they seemed to be only slightly older than Nathan. Ben and Krista were the next for the Blackmoor Shade Pack, John and Angela next in line for the South Shade Pack, and Daemon and Liz inherit the Thornton Shade pack.

He mumbled a little before turning on his side but did not awaken. She shook her head, How can you be Dusk and Duskin? How can you pretend to be such a dark child when you are so kindhearted? Although she desired the answer to the question, she figured that she would never obtain the answer. Nightide remained secretive about their past. Hae Mina shook her head as she ventured up the staircase then fell on her bed in a heap. Her brain was too exhausted to push her back into her dreaded nightmares and so she slept heavily and deeply.

A jumper ghost was doing a handstand on the desk with its eyeballs stretched six feet out of their sockets. Every ghost here had scattered facial features. They were barely recognizable as anything that was once human. Severed limbs and mangled flesh lay everywhere, and the stench of blood filled the air. Cold sweat soaked through my clothes. I clamped a hand firmly over my mouth and refused to let out a whimper. "Stay calm. The worse it gets, the calmer you need to be," I muttered and reminded myself. I lifted my stiff legs and inched toward the corner, but my foot landed on something hard and round at the worst moment possible.