Nightmare Stone Novels & Stories

Your sister is next! Your, Nightmare There was a roaring wolf stamp and the end of the letter. I wonder how they know that I'm alive. First of all, I don't even know who 'they' are. After brainstorming I concluded. I think I know who they are. They surely did not name themselves but they did leave a small sign. The roaring wolf confirms it.

It ain't my kid; my attention was needed elsewhere. Axil had also stopped by once before disappearing again with the promise of picking me up after I was discharged from the hospital. There were tons of work to do as he tried to manage everything, starting from the humans who lived within the town, the old members, the new members, and the recently freed members. All the stone people were finally freed. I heard that a lot of them were able to survive while a few unlucky ones had long since ran out of life essence and had died beneath the stone, Bea's mother being one of them.

I did have to work after I left the compound yesterday but I was early for my shift. The last thing on this beautiful green earth of ours I was expecting to see when I got to the Nightmare Warriors compound, was Max Stone. I'm not a complete idiot. I knew it would be a possibility, but Max was normally working at their mechanics shop and when I drove past it yesterday, I could have sworn I saw his bike. Joke was on me, because not only was her there, he was pissed. His anger, I am quite used to by now, but I just didn't expect it yesterday and the worst part was, I was still a little off my game for having to do what I planned yesterday.

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.

Her granny called her almost everyday just to know what she saw the previous night and Juana would tell her everything. Sometimes, Juana didn't see anything at all, sometimes she saw good things, but most times, she had nightmares. When her granny called to ask about her dream the night after she saw something about avocados, Juana refused to tell her about it because it involved someone dying. The person was dying. Not dead. She didn't want to imagine any of her parents or even her granny dying, when she tried to, the imagination hurt her so much she got bad headaches. Juana felt like telling someone about it, talking to someone about her whole life, but she wanted a neutral person because

my mother is all of a sudden on Nick’s back, and she stabs him with something on the neck that he releases me to catch his neck and turns towards my mother. I fall with a thud and go for the knife that she used to stab him with. Only, it's beside the box hats now open, the stones glowing so brightly under the moon. “you shouldn't have done that,” Xaver growls as he and Nick approach my mother, who is cowering. My bloody hands grasp the knife, my ears ringing as I near the stones and I accidentally touch one of them with my bloody hands. I feel my blood being sucked by the stone and I gasp, removing my hands from it just as I hear my other creaming.

"And right now, I am the only buyer who is willing to pay. You have one task, Sofia. The Stone in this bag is dormant. It needs the high-frequency resonance of the Sanctuary’s altar—the place where your blood was first spilled—to fully bind to the Montague frequency. You will take it there. You will activate the final seal. And you will bring it back to me." "And if I refuse? If I take this Stone and drop it into the deepest trench in the ocean?" Sofia asked, her teeth bared. "Then Nomo dies at dawn," Phuwin said, his expression never wavering. He gestured toward the screen, where a heavy-duty UV-emitter was being lowered into Nomo’s cell. The silver-eyed vampire looked up, his face etched w

The earth was ripped open in a jagged line, raw and steaming. “What is all of this?” I whispered under my breath. “Thunderstone,” my voice whispered back in disbelief. My eyes widened. I had only heard of it in theory. A rare, volatile stone infused with dormant lightning, found in deep underground veins. Nearly impossible to control, yet Ronan had.

DAVID'S POV CONT. "The truth is that you haven't lost your memory. This is just you living one life not a doubled life don't listen to whatever people say. Always remember that this is you and you alone not a doubled life okay." Stella nods her head obediently but then remembers her dream and frowns, "Why that frown what happened." "What of my constant nightmare everything looks so real and just recently I found a necklace that looks exactly like the one I saw in my dream today but the only problem is that i couldn't see their faces. What if the dream is real, what if..." " There is no what if here darling not every dream is real some are due to tiredness or overthinking okay. So enough of t

This is also how the Stones' got their names, once only called by their first names. The Stones' considered themselves as conquerors, the ones who came and attacked a village by night with the help of dragon-folks and tricking them after. Nightwing is said to still be in Desolation. As long as the stone is still whole, so will his heart be.) Feeling her eyes closing down, Catori made an indentation to mark where she finished reading, tuck the book under her pillow and went to bed. She had a pleasant dream that night of Rydstorm. Though she didn't know his name as yet.