Nightmare Twilight Novels & Stories

"But the threat is not over." "What do you mean?" Elara asked. "The Shadow Wolves are just the beginning," the Moon Goddess said. "The Nightmare is trying to return." Elara's heart raced. "How?" "The Nightmare is feeding on the fear and pain of the supernatural beings," the Moon Goddess said. "It is growing stronger, and it will soon be able to break free from its prison." Elara woke up, her heart racing. She looked at Damon, who was sleeping peacefully beside her. She knew that the Moon Goddess was right—the Nightmare was trying to return.

Scarlett, what's this about? "I.. I.. I've been having a nightmare for about the last week and a half.." "And what is this nightmare?" "Phoenix is fighting the mystery male that attacked me..." "Why would that be a nightmare? Nix is one of our best fighters..." "Dad! The mystery male kills him!" "How?? There is no way Nix would let someone get the better of him!" "I accidentally distract him when I get to where they are fighting and the mystery male seems to have given him something, so he has no access to Soren or any of his vampire abilities... Dad Nix ends up fighting him as if he is a human." I listen as she sobs.

Worst, the birthmark in my wrist was glowing again. "You..." Orion muttered. But before he could continue, my attention drifted back to Nerissa when she shrieked. A fire tornado Raja made was swallowing her and she could do nothing to escape. The tornado was burying her deeper and deeper by the second and all she can do was to shriek. 'The fire tornado that could kill souls,' Raja informed me in my mind. 'She can never harm anyone from now on.' "Thank you so much, Raja," I mumbled under my breath.

No longer the ruined coliseum. This was the Nightmare. And it had claimed them all. ☠️ End of Chapter 12

They’ve never really cared. Is that what you truly think? Your mother was heartbroken hearing you admit and then tell the story of what happened! Brian, Patrick, dad, and Tiernan are seconds away from flying to New York, infiltrating EVERY Pride there and killing anyone with the name Wyatt and anyone who looks like him. I just can’t do this anymore T. I can’t keep having these nightmares and I can’t keep living with this hanging over me. Well, you don’t get to give up so. Goodnight, Si. Everything goes black as Tala takes over.

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.

" I reassured her then proceeded to untangle her hands from around me. I inched slowly forward, praying in my mind to whatever God was available at the moment for divine protection from those evil creatures. As I moved, I started to wonder how they kill? Did they bite? Or worse swallow? I gulped. The fear of being swallowed alive bared down on me and I gripped my neck hard to avoid making choking sounds. As I walked forward, looking straight ahead like a soldier performing a March past I saw from the corner of my eyes that some of them had started moving closer, inching their way towards us like I predator to a prey. I increased my pace, tripping on some people's leg and causing them to stir

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.

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.

No one except the man. The lights flickered. Static buzzed in the bulbs. Electricity crackled. The carriage was plunged into darkness, just a split second of impenetrable black that filled my mouth, my nose, my ears, like thick, dank water, choking me, drowning me. When the lights exploded back into life, I saw it. A sheen of silvery skin on the man's cheek, harsh white reflecting off scarred flesh. It was a brief flicker of a bad dream. A touch of a nightmare; there and then gone again so quickly that I had to blink away the haze, but I knew I'd seen it, I'd seen him .