Nightmare Miku Novels & Stories

Saul “We have brought the adventurers with us.” The man showed the two SS-ranked adventurers behind him. Suna Mikiya, and Clairmont Rodrigar. The girl named Suna Mikiya has a clean and innocent look on her face. Her bright frosty blue eyes were wide and friendly, and her rosy lips curved to form a warm smile. Contrary to Suna’s friendly looks, Clairmont Rodrigar’s expression was calm and aloof. Despite his demeanour, his appearance is an embodiment of fury in itself; bronze skin and raven eyes. His eyes were the shade of gold with a slight hue of red.

Rachel excitedly introduced me to the rest of the pack who had been away on a business trip and only just arrived back from what I had gathered. "Hello Luna, my name is Natasha." One of the girls exclaimed. She seemed nice as she went round the room telling me who everyone was. " And you?" I called out to the girl who was throwing daggers my way. She scowled and stared at the floor. I found this very disrespectful behaviour towards someone who was meant to be their future Luna and found myself snapping at the girl. "Is this how you treat your future Luna. Perhaps the alpha will have something to say about this." The room fell silent as the girl glared at me.

“Miki…” Miki coughed harshly. “Carry on…for me,” she said weakly. “Destroy…Raven’s Gate. If it’s Yuri…I believe that you can do it. If it’s Yuri…” “Miki. Tell me!” said Yuri quickly. “Who is Kami?!” “Kami is—” But before she could complete her sentence, Miki’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as her eyelids slid shut, having lost consciousness due to the severe loss of blood.

"Thanks." I watched as she fled in relief. Then, I lifted the headboard. Beneath it was the Moon Goddess statue, gleaming with an eerie glow. Twisted ancient text was carved onto the back of the statue. It was my name. My nails dug into my palm as I burned with fury. Sylvia, you were always so wicked, be it in the previous life or the current one!

Her cheeks flushed slightly at that, and for a moment, silence stretched between us, broken only by the low hum of the engines. I picked up the file on the table and slid it toward her. “Go through this. It’s a summary of Knight International—what they own, their subsidiaries, Damien Knight’s preferences when it comes to negotiations.” Maya nodded quickly and reached for the file, flipping it open. I watched her eyes skim the page, her brows pulling together in concentration. “Damien Knight…” she murmured softly, almost to herself. “Ever heard of him?” I asked, curious. She shook her head. “No... But… the name sounds intimidating.”

He collapses to the ground, growling in pain, desperately fighting back. My mum, in a desperate howl, drops me and shifts into her wolf form to join the fierce battle. Then I wake up with a jolt as hot tears stream down my eyes. My heart races like it wants to escape my chest as the remnant of the dream lingers in my mind. Scanning the room, confusion clouds my thoughts as I search for reassurance that it was just a dream. The dream is disturbing because it keeps recurring. I had watched my dad get killed by a ruthless Alpha right in front of me, and since then, the scene of battle keeps reoccurring.

I run my finger down the water glass, wiping away a few more beads of condensation. “Nothing good,” Naomi says quickly. “But we’re not here to talk about that. We’re here to look hot, get drunk, and live our best lives tonight.” “I can get behind that,” I say. “Good. Because that’s what we’re doing.” Naomi looks over at the bar. “Who’s the hot blonde again? I was a little distracted trying not to be eaten by zombies the last time we met.” “That’s Eliza. She’s Lucas’s vampire daughter or whatever you’d consider her.”

I had tried to force myself to sleep, lying there on the hard ground, but my mind was too restless to find any solace in slumber. Just as I was beginning to drift into a fitful doze, the door suddenly swung open with a resounding bang. Startled, I jolted upright, my heart pounding in my chest. Through the hazy fog of sleep, I struggled to make out the figure standing in the doorway. It was Alpha Dante, my heartless mate. His presence in my tiny prison was both unexpected and perplexing.

“I will put up a hiring sign tomorrow then I will tell you when we start the interview.” I nodded. “Okay.” After we ate, I washed the dishes alone while Mira took a half bath. And when I got into my bedroom, I saw her sitting in my bed while staring at the screen of my television where her favorite horror film was playing. Though, the movie still pauses as she waits for me. Aside from resting, that is the only thing that she loves to do here whenever she sleepsovers here. She glared at me. “What took you so long?” she complained. She started playing the movie and focused there. I don’t really understand why she loves watching horror movies but she can’t stand watching them alone.

He would have done it already if not for Cara keeping him on a leash. They both came to a halt when they reach the three steps porch leading to the foyer. He could see Cara subtly fidgeting and eyeing him, not to do anything that would make things worst. Damon stifled his annoyance and looked at the FED guy with a stern gaze. “Good evening, I am—” “Simone Munk.” He cut him off and ignored the extended hand thrust in his direction. “I ran through your identity the moment you showed up at my front gate.”