Nightmare Sans Novels & Stories

They were different looking from the demon dogs, but still just as dangerous and their pheromones could send even the strongest foggy in the brain. A snort and neigh sounded on the other side of us. I turn to face the Nightmares, seeing their red eyes, and the tip of the horn glint under the moonlight. The Nightmare horse snorts again, and a billow of black smoke pours from its nostrils. “Pets!” Seneca screeches, not at all worried like Mathias and me.

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

One thing still played upon my mind though. “Morpheus?” “Yes my love?” “What would have happened if I had been killed by Dareios?” I looked up at him as his eyes became hard with smouldering anger. I felt his body stiffen as his anger rushed through every muscle in his body and he pulled me a little closer. “If he had killed you in this realm, you would be dead in the mortal realm too. That is why dreamers wake up before a nightmare results in their death. When dreamers don’t wake up they class it as a case of SUNDS, Sudden Unexpected Nocturnal Death Syndrome.”

MORGANA FOSTER I wake up from a nightmare with a jolt, my forehead drenched in sweat. It’s one of those nightmares where I’m kidnapped and kept isolated from everyone. It used to feel unreal, but now it feels closer to reality. In the dream, I scream for Ryan, and he isn’t there for me. He’s nowhere near me. My heart trembles, and I get stabbed, bleeding out until I die. I always wake up just before I die.

Alpha Ortega Damon I sprang up on the bed panting heavily, beads of sweat trickling down my forehead. I look at the time and saw it was 12:30 am which means I have only slept for thirty minutes before having this nightmare I growled in anger and climbed down from the bed. I walked to my window and stood with my two hands crossed behind my back. This nightmare has been haunting me for the past twenty-six years. I never had a good sleep for twenty-six years, my past haunts me like a prey

“A choice.” I stared at the folder. “You’re not making sense.” “For once,” he said, “I’m trying not to.” And for the first time in a long time, Mason Andrews looked nervous. Genuinely, disarmingly, beautifully unsure. And that was the moment I realized… I wasn’t the only one afraid of what came next.

I doubted my sanity would remain intact if I were to be left on my own. We all sat in the cozy living room, surrounded by plush cushions and soft blankets. My three best friends; Layla, Janelle, and Sofia, as well as Alyssa, my sister-in-law, flanked me on the large couch, while Alfredo and Alvida, my parents-in-law, sat on a couch opposite ours. The room was bathed in the warm, afternoon sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the darkness that still clung to my very being. I took a deep breath and looked at them, my voice shaky as I spoke. "I've been having these recurring nightmares,"

“They are the same person.” “They are not. Solia is a nightmare; she doesn't give a fuck about anyone or anything. If you betrayed her, you are good as dead.” “That's fine.” Alessandro's eyes widened. “How is that fine?” “I'm not going to cross her. Is that okay?” He turned his head to look at his brother. “She is dangerous.” “What about me having the title of the most dangerous man in the world?” “That's different; she is worse than you.”

I jolted awake, trembling violently as cold sweat clung to my skin. A nightmare. Only a nightmare… though Hazel remained strangely restless beneath my skin. Suddenly, the door pushed open and Dominic crossed the room in seconds, concern darkening his expression. He was beside me before I could steady my breathing, his hand closing around mine. "Are you hurt, Natalia?" "I heard you from the room beside yours.” I turned my gaze to him as I regained my composure. "I–I'm fine. It was just a nightmare," I said, brushing away strands of hair from my face.

I asked, squinting my eyes trying to get a glimpse of the stranger. “Oh please I know more than your name bunny, I know everything about you” he said taking two more steps. “So you are a stalker then, how long have you been stalking me?” I panicked as I took more steps back. “I’m not a stalker bunny, I’m your nightmare” the voice said and just like the wind he disappeared into the shadows like he was never there, my heart sank into my stomach as his last words echoed in my head. I’m your nightmare.