Nightmare Sans X Reader Novels & Stories

Renna Anger surged through me, fuelled by countless reasons. It burned in my veins and no matter what I did, I couldn’t get it to stop. As I spiralled, Xavier's firm grip held me tightly. The thought of Ethan's head on a stick consumed my mind, a dark and vengeful fantasy. The letter kindly told me as I am now Luna to Midnights pack that I have no claim to the alpha title there. That bastard.

Her days and nights are neverending, void of any activities at all. It was another hour, the sky begining to turn light, when sleep finally found Annie. Her dreams full of distorted memories of her loved ones, taunting her with the life Annie feared she would never return to. ++++++ As Annie slept, hours away, the sun began to rise. Elsewhere Xavier was wide awake, completely oblivious to everything around him. In the hotel bar he sat in was covered in blood, those around him shrank back in fear. Despite the early hour, Xavier was wide awake participating in his favorite pass time, senseless tourture. Tonight his trigger was the waitress hadn't brought his order quick enough, this brought hi

The rejection ritual. With a violent screech, I bolt upright.My sheets are soaked in sweat. I’m gasping for air, clutching desperately at my chest, fully expecting to find my own skin sliced open. The dark, familiar shapes of my childhood bedroom in my hometown slowly come into focus. The woods are gone. The silver blade is gone. It was a dream. A shared sensory overflow forced through the bond because of how desperate he is. I fumble in the dark for my phone, my hands shaking so badly I can barely grip the glass. The clock glows in the dark: 3:14 AM. Day Two of the countdown has officially begun.

Xander became the house’s unofficial engineer, patching up the dying heater, wiring together a battery bank from a graveyard’s worth of failed electric car cells. The attic was still theirs at night. Some evenings they didn’t come up for air until dawn, bodies slicked with sweat and laughing at the stupid patterns their limbs made on the dust-coated mattress. Other nights they lay in silence, Xander reading aloud from some book scavenged from the library’s rejected pile, Carolina twining his hair into loose blue-tipped braids until he dozed off. Sleep, when it came, was a tangle of dreams in half-remembered color. Always, though, the world pressed in.

Then realization hit me. "Right! I remembered that I read a name 'Nerissa' from a certain book. It says that she was one of the evil souls sacrificed to the goddess of fire just like you had said, but I remember what she did for her to be punished. She is an evil witch who lures men and kill them. It wasn't stated how she lures men, but it could be possible that he lures them through her humming voice!" 'And probably the reason why the magical healer was searching for a lady who can manipulate fire because he knew that if it is a man, he won't be able to resist the humming voice of Nerissa,' Raja added that made everything clearer to me.

The dream pulled me under like warm honey, slow and thick and impossible to resist. My bedroom door creaked open. Alex stood there shirtless, moonlight carving shadows across his broad chest and defined abs. His gray sweatpants hung low on his hips, the outline of his hardening cock already visible. He didn’t say anything at first. He just locked the door behind him with a soft click and stalked toward my bed like a predator who’d waited long enough. “Emma…” His voice was low, rough, exactly like I’d always imagined it in moments like this. “You think I don’t notice the way you look at me? Those little shorts you wear around the house. The way your nipples get hard every time I walk into the

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Breaking the Eye wall is now available on Amazon. Com along with the rest of the series. Across the desk and weathering the storm are also there. if you have just joined and read this book or have been here from the beginning it has been a ride to write these three stories. I absolutely did not plan for this or them to be what they turned out to be. Across the desk was supposed to be an erotic book that took a nasty turn and thr Insanity series was born. Max and Deanna have become a major part of me now. They will be back in the next book of the nightmare series.

Hello, My Lovely Readers, I want to say thank you to everyone who saw this book to the end. I know it is very different from the other stories that can be found on this app. I enjoyed creating the world around Nyxara's nightmares, and I hope you enjoyed it as well. Thanks again for reading. Solange Daye

XXX The Present - Three years later… Anya Santini de Luna POV Locking the door of my bookstore, I walk to the back, where Xander Marc Vincent is napping. I tried to get used to calling him Xander, but I couldn’t, so sometimes I swapped his first and second names. Marc Vincent Xander Vittorio was born on a stormy night. There was a power outage, and the darkness seemed fitting. I crouch next to my sleeping son, and pressing a kiss to his cheek, I whisper, “Time to wake up, sleepyhead.” He stretches as he turns onto his back, and when a smile spreads over his face, my heart clenches.