Nightmare Parade Novels & Stories

They enticed me with this nightmare so they just have to be ready. It is now pay-back time.

NIGHTMARE I was walking and was scared I heard my name being call I look around but saw no one,I keep walking and heard my name when I turn back no one as I look at my front he was there and he say am coming I woke up and was scared,I started crying I didn't know my cry was loud and the doctor came in Hey Alex,Alex what wrong His coming he say his coming Who is coming Alex The vampire Alex listen to me you have a bad dream no one coming ok,you are safe

I love being wrapped in his arms. [...] The strong smell hits my nostrils as soon as we go down to the basement, I notice urine running down the floor and feces in some corners. That's the real smell of death, it's not pretty like a flowering field, it was raw and indigestible. I notice several bodies huddled in the corner, quite a large and considerable number, most of the features I recognize, as they were part of the ambush that left me vulnerable to the French psychopath. In the center are two chairs separated by a few centimeters, Henric and his partner are bound and unharmed. They watch me impassively, their features devoid of any feeling.

After roaming the dark and eerie corridor, she knew she was in a terrible nightmare. Out of the blues and in a sharp twist of events, a large silhouette of a hand grabbed her neck. It swung her to the corner of the corridor, thrashing the shelves and spilling the books scattered on the floor. “Today you die”, a voice from the hand screamed. A sound loud enough to burst one's eardrum.

Midnight Spook Party SEE the dead return! SEE live on stage: Johnny Alucard—a zombie nightmare with hex appeal! SEE buckets of blood! SEE a live murder! Triple feature shriek show starts at sundown Oct. 31. Stage show at midnight. Moonlite Drive-in HWY 139 at north county road. $5.00 per car—bring your friends, you’ll be afraid to go home alone! Something about this—something I knew I should remember. It floated at the edge of my memory, then it was gone like a passing cloud. I folded the flyer into my jacket pocket and went inside.

I opened my mouth to throw some biting remark back at him, but Peter chose that exact moment to slide his chair closer. “Nia,” Peter said, “we never finished our conversation last night. I’m hosting a little after-hours party at the Sky Lounge. You should join.” Before I could answer, Adler cut in, his voice smooth but laced with steel. “She won’t be attending. She has… other obligations tonight.” Peter’s eyes flicked between us, realization dawning. “Oh,” he said, smug and condescending. “Didn’t realize she was already… tied up.” Mr. Andrews’ jaw ticked. “She is.”

As Kit looked out into the backyard, she could see the pieces of trash thrown everywhere that was coated in the slimy concoction that looked like congealed blood. It was something that could inspire horror movies from the looks of it. She understood why Mitsuhide didn’t want her to see it or the other guys in the house as well. She knew they would downplay anything just to keep her calm. She almost smiled at that. She knew they all were trying. Things were looking like that other shoe was falling right now. She took a deep breath and turned around and looked at the door for a minute.

She was never going to surrender to him; he bought her, but he couldn't buy her life. She was going to make sure she made his life a living nightmare. She was going to make him regret ever buying her and let her go. Yes, he was going to release her himself when he got tired of her. She grinned; he didn't know what he bought. He had just purchased a nightmare, and that nightmare was hers.

"Crazy?" Xanti asked. He wouldn't deny that he was also terrified when the conversation was about a ghost. "You can see his behaviors earlier, when he's speaking his eyes looking around and suddenly smile and when you entered I noticed him screaming outside," said Nash even though he was terrified. "What is he shouting?" They all asked. The three stopped shouting and started listening to them.. "My child....give my daughter back....Where is my daughter Casey?! Wait who is Casey hahahaha." They stopped when Nash suddenly did what the old man did earlier.

In an insignificant part of a second, the music and clamor of individuals quiet down, absolute stillness rules for a brief time before chaos and frenzy take over the environment. The ponies in the merry round are out of nowhere stained by some ruby liquid that might as well be blood, though I can't quite put my finger on where it came from. Individuals scream in fear and run in every conceivable size, as if they are avoiding something, until out of nowhere each of them begins to disappear in waves of green smoke. "Wild Hunt," I should stop while I get what's going on.