Nightmare Monty Novels & Stories

"The boss is not someone anyone can meet just because you want to. First, tell me who you are." Adrian nodded. Monty was doing his job of gatekeeping well, but… "What are you doing?" Monty asked in a panic. The moment Adrian laid eyes on Monty, Draco Force enveloped the latter. Willie and the others stood stunned, immobilized by fear. The disturbance attracted the attention of others in the courtyard. Around a hundred individuals were present, with seventy to eighty of them being gamblers and the remaining twenty to thirty being guards. They converged upon witnessing Monty's plight.

MY HEAD WAS IN pain because it felt like someone was pulling my mind tighter and tighter, and if they didn't let go soon, it was going to snap. I couldn't do anything about it either since I was still under the nightmare Master’s control, performing for these rich socialites or should I say sadistic assholes. Well, I'm not performing that is the job for the freaks that the night remaster sends me. What Doc doesn't realize is that his ability works, and where most of them are freaks, the nightmare master can't stand the sight of, since they are useless. So he sends them here to perform for these assholes.

Her granny called her almost everyday just to know what she saw the previous night and Juana would tell her everything. Sometimes, Juana didn't see anything at all, sometimes she saw good things, but most times, she had nightmares. When her granny called to ask about her dream the night after she saw something about avocados, Juana refused to tell her about it because it involved someone dying. The person was dying. Not dead. She didn't want to imagine any of her parents or even her granny dying, when she tried to, the imagination hurt her so much she got bad headaches. Juana felt like telling someone about it, talking to someone about her whole life, but she wanted a neutral person because

As soon as I pick up, a familiar deep voice asked “Am I talking to Elena Moore?” “Y-Yes… who is it?” “I’m Dylan Montgomery and I want to propose a deal” “W-What?” “I’ll be at Saint Mary Hotel tomorrow by 9am. We’ll discuss the matter in detail. Don’t be late. I hate waiting for too long” I didn’t get the chance to process the information and the phone went mute. That would be a long night since anxiety was chewing me inside out.

After my eyes adjusted, a familiar petite figure dressed in black had appeared, standing several feet in front of the high table. Nari Montgomery. Despite having not seen her only for a couple of weeks since the day she cursed me, there was something off about her. Her long, straight hair still flowed softly behind her back but there were dark, black veins running from her wrist to her elbow and near her the outer rim of her eyes. Dark shadows slithered behind her figure, making her appear sinister and threatening. What had happened to her? Seconds later four more figures appeared, all similarly dressed in black. Raven, Williams, Maxwell, and Thorne.

Holy love triangles, Batman! Since he had their attention, Mont pressed. “As much as this needs to be sorted out, and I want it sorted out as much as anybody, now is not the time. We have to get–” As if to emphasize his point, a bone-chilling roar came from outside. “WAAAAAAHHHH-AAAAAAHR!” Mont’s face suddenly looked ashen. “That’s the Kandahar giant. That would be my personal dirt. It sounds like it’s several miles away. It’s got to be looking for me if the Dirt works the way I think it does.”

“There’s enough for you if you care to join us.” “Thank you, kindly, King.” “Just call me Adrian…or Father Hans if you’re afraid you’ll slip when others are around.” “I won’t slip up. I’m used to lying an’ all.” I give the poor old man a little smile. Aren’t we all? “How did you end up here, Monty?” “Well after them Moonstone fuckers wiped out me family, I just ran until I ended up here. They needed someone to look after the place, an’ I’m pretty handy so I got the job.”

Monte was still unaware that there was a huge commotion outside until there was the sound of something heavy banging on the door. “Who’s being so noisy?” He threw a tantrum and sat up. Then, he saw an unknown woman whom he had never met before lying beside him. The woman’s hair was fanned out, and she was naked with the smell of cheap perfume on her. “Who… Who are you?” Monte was so startled that he stood up from the bed instantly.

He would follow it but failed to identify who it was. "Who are you, son of a b*tch!" he growled once more. But his perpetrator never came out. He thought what if it's just his imagination? Monte is still in his defensive mode. He is about to calm down when suddenly, he heard faint footsteps coming towards his direction. Then, a shadow slowly towered him. He slowly looked up. A terrified look on his face was displayed. He trembled in fear and began to sprawl to the ground like a puppy being held captive by a nasty man.

They all looked at the bed where Monti was sleeping. "I see nothing," Kent said as he looked up at the ceiling. Kyra turned to Tyler. "Do you see anything?" Although Tyler sees a woman hanging from the ceiling, he shudders. "I see nothing." "But there is. I saw it earlier..." said Monti. Kyra held Kent. "Merdivos." Kent suddenly lay down on the bed and fell asleep. The pillow covered Monti's face at that moment, and Kyra sat down next to Monti. "What did you see?"