Nightmare Monty Novels & Stories

If only- A scent hit my nose hard as the stranger leaned in, his right hand stretched forward to help me up. I had no idea who this psycho was, and I wasn't bothered to know, but regardless, I wrapped my fingers around his palm, letting him pull me up. My body leans into his. “Marry me.” A dry laugh fell free. Rolling my eyes in awe and disgust, I placed my hand on his chest and pushed backward to create some space because I had no idea what this psycho was capable of.

I need you now Arnold – "Where did you think you are going? I am not done with you just yet," he ran his finger into his hair and looked straight into my eyes which was now plastered with fear. "If you wanna escape from me forever, then just do one thing...Monica, you have to spend just a night with me." "What!"

Valerie said as she shuddered. "Yeah. Well, let me get back out there while these are cooking. Don't worry, Val, I'll be careful if that guy comes back in here." "Alright, girl. I'll talk to you later." Tabitha wasn’t going to tell Valerie about the dreams involving Mark. Those were the real nightmares. They had evolved from just him raping her after being with the man she couldn’t see. There were several where he forced himself on her. She shuddered as she thought about those. That was part of her past that she didn’t care to remember.

-I'll fight my fears, Jay, I'll do it for you -I walked over and sat to the side across from him- I promise you my monsters won't defeat me. I realized that what he said was true, I had died in my sleep, one of my fears was to sleep and be trapped in one of my nightmares, not knowing what was real or not. This thing I was living was like a very bad nightmare. And there were monsters lurking: Death, damned souls, and God knows what else I'd be about to discover. Once upon a time a girl was trapped in a nightmare with many monsters to face, Once upon a time a girl was afraid of the dark, demons were about to cross over.

I was anything but. Last night replayed over and over in my head like a song stuck on loop. The way he’d claimed me. The way he’d touched me. The way I hated that I hadn’t pushed him harder to stop. I was drowning in it. And the worst part? He acted like nothing happened. Not a glance. Not a word. Not even when Peter Mallon, sleazy RidgeTech executive and certified snake walked past me with an extra-long stare this morning. Mr. Andrews stood at the podium, poised, cold, commanding, fielding questions like the arrogant bastard he was born to be.

"What are you doing here?" "I could ask you the same thing. Hold up, are you Bilen Araya's sister?" Monty questioned, taking off his glasses. He looked different from the previous night I saw him doing coke at the bathroom and he definitely resembled nothing like the guy that taught me how to reach the max of pain. I nodded. "Let me guess, you are a police officer." "Detective Montgomery," Monty stretched out his hand for a shake. I stared down on his hand, while examining his face all the same. "How can I help you?"

His fangs were bared and he was growling at me. The wolf got closer and closer, until it finally lunged at me, sinking its sharp fangs into my neck. I woke up to Montana gently nudging me. I was panting and sweating as I looked at my aunt, confused and scared. It was just a nightmare. - What it was? I know I promised to go running with you, but isn't it a little too early? — I grumbled. I sat up in bed, looking at my alarm clock on the nightstand, but when I turned to Montana, I noticed her grim expression. Immediately, I knew something was wrong.

He didn’t like this situation one bit, but he wasn’t going to let this stranger just come in and take her. “That’s between me, her, and Hunter, I’m afraid.” “Well, now it’s between you, her, and me.” Montana said sternly, gently pushing Rufus aside. The stranger’s eyes suddenly flashed darker. “You must be Montana, but you go by Monty. I’ve heard a lot about you. I got orders to specifically not kill you. Everyone else is fair game, though.” He smirked, satisfied with a glance behind Montana, noticing the fear and confusion he was causing. “Although I was told to keep casualties at a minimum. The man frowned and rolled his eyes.

The flexible sword at his waist had been drawn out with cold intent. Monty’s footsteps never faltered. With a devilish smile on his face, he said, “Heir of the Clarke family, if I kill you tonight, I’d like to see who the people who would be drawn out are and what kind of disasters will happen.” After saying that, Monty quickened his pace and rushed up with his dagger next to him! When the six Aces saw this, their eyelids jumped wildly! This damned Monty, he was a lunatic!

Something was definitely brewing there. Finally, we pulled into a gravel lot. I leaned forward, trying to see what this “spontaneous” adventure was. “Is that what I think it is?” I asked slowly, staring at the dilapidated structure ahead. Eli’s grin told me everything. “What the actual hell…” I whispered, my eyes locking on the chipped paint, broken windows, and vines crawling up the walls like nature was trying to warn us. A crooked sign above the doorway read: HOUSE OF SCREAMS – ENTER IF YOU DARE.