Nightmare Miku Novels & Stories

It’s not against school rules. Well! I’m glad that you spoke for yourself because I was starting to think that you only speak when no one else is watching. Oh, and I have a name which is Mizuki. By the way I agree with your deal it will be the easiest way for me to get rid of this stupid situation. Yeah, you’re right it will help to get rid of your arrogant personality. So, deal’s done Mizuki and this purple hair-coloured women’s name is Lorain.

Looking at David expressionlessly, menacingly: "One more thing, you mustn't touch my things arbitrarily like that" In the room, Mia wakes up from a horrible nightmare, her body is sweaty, and her face is pale, she is panting with fear. She feels lucky because it's all just a dream. She comes out of the room when she hears a beautiful and melodious sound. Mia follows that sound and goes to a room on the 3rd floor, the girl stands outside the room and then looks inside, discovering a strange man doing something. He sits in front of a rather large strange object, which made music every time his fingers touch it. Seeing this for the first time, Mia feels extremely curious and interested, she lea

I don't receive you well because of the thunderous noise here. -I say my name is Lila Queen. - Enchanted Lila, I'm Mike -So Mike are you coming we escape from here or not?

Your sister is next! Your, Nightmare There was a roaring wolf stamp and the end of the letter. I wonder how they know that I'm alive. First of all, I don't even know who 'they' are. After brainstorming I concluded. I think I know who they are. They surely did not name themselves but they did leave a small sign. The roaring wolf confirms it.

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.

She would always stand by June in this. Breathing became difficult for a while as she was being torn in half. She was now the one with her head underwater, and no one to help her like she did Mitsuhide so many weeks ago. When she willingly walked into a nightmare. Now the nightmare was there to take over her life as well.

**"Did you miss me?" Ravel fires her crossbow. The bolt phases through him. **"I'm not here. Not anymore. But *she* is."** A tank hisses open, spilling green fluid. Inside floats a girl, no older than twelve, her skin etched with glowing circuits. **Lira's** face. "Another mimic?" I say, static prickling my palms. The girl's eyes snap open-gold, pupil-less. **"No. A *successor*."**

ANGRY MIKA(II) Mika rubbed her forehead in frustration . “ It was always ‘ Haven this,’ or ‘Haven that,’. Mika was tired of hearing that name over and over again. She despised that very name that took everything from her. All the attention she's ever wanted and the recognition was snatched by that Haven— even her love. All Mika wanted to do was to grab a sharp knife and drive it right through Haven's heart over and over again. This was all her fault! It was all hers!

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.

“Yes, I’m here mija. I’m not going anywhere.” That broke me even more. She loved me, she loved me like her own daughter even though I couldn’t bring myself to get as close to her as I was with my mom. And she still loved me. And I was here, hesitating about what I needed to do to ensure her well-being. “I’m sorry,” I sobbed. “No, Ela, it was just a nightmare," she whispered, rubbing her other hand over my arm. “It’s not real.” But it is, just that I’m not letting you see one bit of it. I promise