Nightmare Sparkle Novels & Stories

Our souls are where our good and bad intentions lie. “You don't want that sweetheart that’s for the humans. If you want to feel like you're up in the air surrounded by purple skies, then you want Sparkle.” Ghost looks over his table, and when his eyes land on shimmering pink dust. “You snort it like cocaine. Have you done that before, sweetheart?” “No, but you can show me.” She rubs his thigh again as she leans a little more into him, allowing her breasts to touch him lightly.

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

AS I STEPPED INTO the hallway, the pitch-black paint nearly left me in the dark, but I was used to it and soon enough my eyes adjusted to the lighting. Curved into the walls were vines decorated with spikes. The carvings are as pitch black as the wall itself, so anyone who got too close to the wall would be sliced open by the spikes. I wasn't looking at the spikes, though, but at the things hanging from them. Thousands of little objects hung from the spikes: necklaces, bracelets, watches, etc. I took every piece from a corpse the Nightmare Master forced me to massacre.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

The Dreamscape began to break apart, giant mirror-like pieces of it spinning off in every direction as Lily let out a cry of pleasure that sent a wave of energy outward in every direction. The bedroom was alive with sound and light as rings of fire burst out. Mike's blankets blew off the bed, his hips thrusting upward into the transparent body of Lily as she returned to the real world. Lily screamed, the house shaking with her cries, spraying Mike with her hot cinnamon flavored cum. Tink awoke, falling out of bed with large eyes as Lily's wings expanded to their full size, her tail whipping back and forth, completely out of control.

It was unusual for Haze to leave their room unlocked, especially considering the importance they placed on personal space. There, in the dimly lit room, I saw Haze on her bed, her body trembling and tears streaming down her face. It was evident that she was having a terrible nightmare. She was crying out in her dreams, her voice filled with desperation, 'Don't die, Ricky. Please don't leave me alone.' For a brief moment, I wondered who Ricky was, a flicker of jealousy arising within me, but I quickly pushed it aside. I called out, 'Haze, wake up, Haze,' as I shook her body, trying to wake her from the grips of her terrifying dream.

The heavy glass of the balcony doors didn't shatter; it disintegrated into fine, white powder. Two men stepped into the room. They weren't wolves. They weren't human. They were tall, gaunt, and dressed in robes of blindingly white silk that seemed to glow with an inner radiance. Their faces were obscured by silver masks that lacked eyes—only smooth, polished metal where a gaze should be. "The Abomination," one of them spoke. His voice didn't sound like it came from a throat; it sounded like the grinding of stones. "The Silver Spark that threatens the Great Night."

- In the cemetery. I frantically tried to dig out the tombstone with my hands. My fingers were covered in blood and bent at weird angles. Suddenly, there was a loud explosion. Rocks and debris flew everywhere. My mother's tombstone shattered into pieces. The urn buried deep underground also exploded. Watching the ashes flying everywhere, my heart died. Then, a sudden wave of heat hit me, and darkness engulfed my vision... - Cade didn't stay to eat Summer's birthday cake. Instead, he went to the cemetery with a bouquet of flowers. The moment he stepped into the cemetery, his eyes widened!

Then with a natural turn almost as if she's dancing, Restia faced me— with a bright sunshine smile on her face as always. As usual, her sunshine smile always heals my soul. Six years ago— ever since our parents' disappearance… Restia and Ruby are the only ones left. They are my irreplaceable family. My name is Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare. A male, a human, and will be 16 years old this year. If you were wondering why a guy like me, who was supposed to attend high school like any other teens but is going for a jog instead… Unfortunately, I'm currently stuck on this very island.

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.