Nightmare Sans Novels & Stories

The music from the live band performers was instantly replaced with the blaring sound of car alarms. As Nira's scream subsided, Denzel staggered to his feet, bewildered. The previously lively streets now bore the aftermath of the banshee power Nira had unleashed—a surreal scene of shattered glass, flickering lights, and startled faces. Denzel glanced around, surveying the damage. Thankfully, it was limited to the destruction of properties; nobody appeared to be hurt or dead, as far as he could tell. Still processing the unexpected turn of events, Denzel looked at Nira with concern and awe.

Even as the pain worsened, and she’d grown red in the face, it disappeared. After wandering in such illusions for a long time, Scarlet lost consciousness again and fell into a deep sleep. Instead of waking her up, Sansy dipped a lukewarm towel in a basin. The bones of the hand that twisted the towel as hard as possible were turning white as he poured every terrible thought he wanted to do. A rising rage awoke in him at the blatant insult lad and this lassy kept showing him even as she was sick. “Prepare the ritual, we will put her in an Underwater Haze. The medium must be preserved.” He called out and went to deal with the stubborn man in the prison cell.

I throw the cover off me in an attempt to cool down and run my fingers through my hair as I try to slowly regulate my heart and breathing. Nightmare. It was just a nightmare. I’ve never had a nightmare in my entire existence, but I had one of my animai killing me, but more unsettling was that in my nightmare I could see. I could see things I shouldn’t even know what they look like. I’ve never seen Osiah, so how did I know what he looked like?

This is my promise to you. With burning determination, Serena closed her eyes—and for the first time, she slept without nightmares. Because she knew—starting tomorrow, the real war would begin. And she would win. Whatever it took.

POV Sammy I let what Cash's friend and Locke had told us sink in. If they were telling the truth, Kitty was in more danger than we thought. This trip was only going to take a couple of days. Luckily, the Vampires had a road system cleared the entire way down since they had been clearing roads since the start of the Nightmare. They used them to find humans that wanted to be turned. I realized that they were probably taking some humans to feed off of since we all needed blood but I didn't want to think about that part. I couldn't.

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.

I turn around to see an older gentleman who looks like a doctor walking towards me. “Hello, my dear Ms. Dreasden. I am Doctor John Hopkins, Nelli’s psychiatrist. I was told of the events tonight and not to alarm you, but if at any time the lights go out close your eyes and do not open them no matter what you hear. Apparently Nelli is loose and not under control. See Nelli has no soul. She was born with the blackest eyes of any human being I have ever met. If she sees the fear in your eyes, she will scratch them out before she kills you.”

Not only was the boy fine, he was moving towards one of the Low Level Nightmares. Obviously Mane used Absolute Darkness to avoid the hand of death. He activated it the moment Camila leaped at him. He wasn’t stupid enough to think that Words of Power’s barrier was going to save him from the axe of a Peak Nightmare. “Star Flicker,” Mane mumbled softly and his figure disappeared from Nasir’s vision. When he reappeared, he was behind the Low Level Nightmare. And before Nasir could warn the poor guy, Mane had already struck. “Absolute Darkness: Evasive Killing”

She should’ve traded with Zane and sat where she had a worse view, in the middle. The vehicles had come from some wealthy donors who were interested in seeing LIGHTS put a complete end to the Vampires. Like cockroaches who had hidden away until after the blasting was over, they were crawling out from beneath rocks and out of holes, ready to flex their muscles since the most dangerous part of the Revelation appeared to be over.

Next to each other as always, as he remembers them in life, dying together by the grips and bites of vampires. "Fuck!" He screamed shaking in his chair, Xena and Nightingale looked at him confused, he was breathless, sweating and bewildered. "Are you okay?" Xena asked. "Y– yes it was just a nightmare" he said rubbing his face. It has been a while since he had that one, Danté realised no matter how much time passed it was edged into his mind like stone carvings. He rubbed his arms free of the sweat then lifted his hand to press the attendant button.