Nightmare Sonic Novels & Stories

“I’m not your son. My name is Jake Landry! I’m going to kill your son!” Then, Aura’s twisted smile appeared in front of her face. “How does it feel to see both your sons killing each other like this, Luna? Hahahahaha—!” “Neil, Nigel—!” Luna jerked awake from her nightmare, so shocked that she sat up from her bed, sweating profusely. “Did you have a nightmare?” A low, male voice rang out from next to her.

She closed her eyes, whimpering as she fought herself for control. She suddenly went calm. Her eyes morphed into a glowing white as she opened them. The following second, she screamed. Soon as her scream exploded through the place, a heavy windstorm like a hurricane engulfed the place, the rain lashing down heavily, causing a flood. Every creature who heard the sound exploded like there was a time bomb on them. Standing structures and trees began crumbling as the storm grew, carrying things through the wind. Creatures and things were affected by the sonic effect, but never the people with the NC device. The sonic effect skipped everyone who wore the device, including KR members.

“Martello. You know him, right? It wasn't them, it was him. Who the hell was him and why am I just learning about him now?” Without turning back, he pivoted his head over his shoulder, his eyes darkened. “When you hear his name, run. Run, Sia. He's a nightmare!”

Behind them, more of their brothers arrived. Rising, August turned to his men. “Get going before they call their damned kids to get us!” He felt his feet move a few steps and saw the men turn to flee. He felt the world twist and the stone floor came up to meet him. August’s head smashed on down to the stone and his helm bounced, his eyes were full of stars but in a moment, his mind filled with darkness. *** Drust called up the descending grade of the cavern to Gonar, “Come along now. They will be here soon enough.”

I yelled at the phone. "Uh oh. Wrong guess. Try again," the person on the other side spoke. For some reason, I recognized the unfamiliar, thick voice of the person. My hold around the phone tightened and I felt anger bubble up inside me. "Do not hurt my sister. I'm telling you. DON'T HURT MY SISTER," I tried to threaten him while he stayed silent for a minute. "That depends on you, Miss Andrea Thompson,” the way he spoke my name sent a chill down my spine and I felt goosebumps all over my body. I could tell only by his voice that he was dangerous and my sister was alone with him.

The other Jess gave a sinister smile before applying even more pressure on Jess’s throat, she continued to increase it until Jess heard a snap. Jess jumped up in bad, her hands automatically going to her throat. She looked around her. The room was lit from the moonlight shining through the open windows. Jess knew she was saved, but she needed even more light in her room. She turned and crawled to her bedside table. Her hand went out and switch on the bedside lamp. It shone bright, lighting up the entire room. Jess could see there was nothing that could be considered a threat. She laid back down on her bed and held her throat, unable to forget that sickening track of her neck. It took her a l

They echo throughout the entire planet. There’s a great roaring sound, deep and powerful. It grows with intensity with every passing millisecond. I swear I’m shaking the entire Sector as I grab hold of the Neron. Something snaps. For half a second the world falls silent. And then all the Neron explodes around me, launching into the universe. And I collapse to the ground, even as all those who were frozen around me, rise. I jolt upright in the bed, raising my hands to catch the Neron that is spearing through space. But there isn’t any. The room is dim, hints of the sun only beginning to think about waking.

Yulia held her mother's hand and tried to remove it, but the grip was too tight. “I hate you! I hate you, Yulia Sofia Rossi!” Her mother yelled in her face. “I will only feel at ease when you're dead.” The tears trickled down her cheeks; she could feel life leaving her. However, she remembered everyone who was waiting for her. She remembered Alexander; he was waiting for her. She wasn't going to die. She grabbed her mother's hand; Sofia Rossi was dead. She died a long time ago. She was now Solia Storm.

Denzel pulled back, a look of concern etching onto his face. "Nira, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice tinged with worry. Nira's eyes widened, pupils dilating as an otherworldly scream tore through the air. Denzel caught off guard, was abruptly propelled out of the car by the sheer force of Nira's scream. The intensity of her scream sent shockwaves, shattering glass windows, car windshields, and the fragile bulbs illuminating the lively scene. The music from the live band performers was instantly replaced with the blaring sound of car alarms.

I pushed it open silently and entered. It was everything I had expected. The exact opposite of my room. The themes here were black and grey. Black furniture, grey walls, grey and white beddings. The air conditioning was off, but it was so damn cold in here, the air so tight I could hardly breathe. Or it was just the fact that I knew my presence here was wrong. It was much bigger than my room, obviously. And I liked it. I was someone who suffered from nightmares, but paradoxically, the darkness here, was calming.