Nightmare Mode Sans Novels & Stories

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

The obsidian mirrors of its eyes didn't reflect the room; they reflected a streaming scroll of violet code. [ANALYZING_THREAT_PATTERN...] [TARGET: ALPHA_01] [WEAKNESS_IDENTIFIED: EMOTIONAL_LATENCY] "He can't hear you, Xander!" I screamed, my fingers flying through a translucent, golden HUD that was flickering with red warning signs. "The Maintainers haven't just possessed him; they’ve moved his consciousness into a Deep-Storage Partition. Everything he is—his loyalty, his memories—it’s all in Read-Only Mode. He’s being piloted by a combat-script that has ten thousand years of predator-data behind it!"

In them, Jim would drag her on stage and expose her like a broken doll, for a howling crowd to make fun of her, or he would do it to declare his eternal love for her, or to show the crowd how stupid she was, or to try to have sex with her in front of thousands of screaming faceless people. In the afternoon, when she got rid of the thick of her work at the office, she took a break to make more mate. Now that she’d dropped the numbers keeping her busy, she relived those dreams all over again, feeling the lump up her throat, the cold burn in her chest, the hole welling in her belly. She went back to her desk a few minutes later, while all over town, her friends read on F******k her calling to a

After many run in’s with cops, Bobby had become a sociopath. Sage made her way toward the building where she knew that the client was going to meet her. She could hear Bobby as he rode by and she wasn’t surprised when she heard the world “Bitch” screamed into the morning air. Parking her bike, she took off her helmet and hooked it to her bike. She ran her hands through her air to make sure she looked right and headed in. She had to make sure she kept her cover of a hacker at night and computer IT during the day. But it’s been a bit harder than she thought it would be. And she was having trouble figuring out how to fix it.

Stella replied quickly feeling shy already. Later at night David heard some uncomfortable sound and decided to raise his heard and see what's happening. He saw Stella having a nightmare. "No... No... No... Mom, Dad wake up don't go please... don't leave me here alone please..." David heard everything and was confused as to why she was mentioning her parents names. "Did they abandon her... no if they did she wouldn't be running their company. What really happened to her then."David couldn't place the two together because he once overhead the nurses conversing about her nightmare always mentioning her parents names. He was still thinking when he felt a tight squeeze on his hand and decided to

But when I looked around, my clothes were nowhere to be found. "Really?" I asked in the Pack Mind. Sasha walked toward the Compound, waving my clothes over her head, and then stuffed them into her duffle bag. "That little b*tch!" I said mentally as I headed toward the compound, determined not to let her get to me. I let the red haze with black edges overtake my vision as shimmers ran down my spine and throughout my limbs, pulling myself back together into my human form. I approached the Compound, skipped up the stairs, passing by a few male shifters. They glanced at me but didn't pay much attention as they talked animatedly to each other. Clearly, nudity wasn't a big thing among shifters.

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.

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.

Dirt pushed into my mouth as the power sagged against me. Mila's harsh chant filled my ears. I fought against the pressure to lift my face. I stared at the harsh lines of Mila's once beautiful face. She was gone. All that was left was this monster. A faint purple light glimmered behind her. I blinked a few times, trying to see it better. Slowly it materialized. The dark eyes glinted in the lights of the souls. Her bitchy face drew down into a frown. Karma snapped her fingers. Time didn't freeze. Mila continued with her chant. Karma snapped her fingers again. Her eyebrows knit together. She waved her hand in Mila's direction, but nothing happened. She settled her hands on her hips.

Blake had gone out for a morning run so I was surprised to hear her voice. “Also, she’s suffering from trauma!” “What do you mean?” Lance’s low sexy voice questions his cousin. “She has nightmares every night. Have you not noticed why she falls asleep early? She prevents herself from sleeping to avoid the nightmares!” I hear Blake’s hushed tones from the courtyard. She must have thought I was still in the shower. “Maybe you shouldn’t go to the Hansen pack?” Blake says to Lance. “Why?” “I don’t know, our girl seems to be in self-destruct mode.”