Nightmare Visions Novels & Stories

I want him to know that I will not be in any danger again because we will both protect each other. “Being with you means accepting the fact that I will constantly be facing nightmares and I am fine with that.” I lifted my head and stared at his eyes. “You can call me crazy but those nightmares enticed me into entering your whole life.” “Asper…” I smiled. “I love you, Caspian Jyn.” I caressed his cheeks. “And I am ready to face any kind of nightmare just to be with you.” “But…”

She was never going to surrender to him; he bought her, but he couldn't buy her life. She was going to make sure she made his life a living nightmare. She was going to make him regret ever buying her and let her go. Yes, he was going to release her himself when he got tired of her. She grinned; he didn't know what he bought. He had just purchased a nightmare, and that nightmare was hers.

He doesn't use his hand and only hits them using his feet on the neck causing those who approach him to fall asleep quickly. As for Josh, he grabbed that baseball bat and used it to hit the men he reached. I shifted my gaze to others and I was amazed to see Ice and Jam fighting so that they could become partners, I no longer wonder why I see the two of them closer. "Shit can you stay away?! You stink!" Ezra and Julian yelled in front of them and quickly hit it which made me stunned. — On the other hand, Nash and Adrison quickly sneaked in to see what was inside the van but before they could open it, they stopped when they felt a hard object pointed at their head.

"I saw a mountain range in the desert, but at the base of the mountains were caves. Weapons are stored there." Then it was Daphne's turn. "I saw first the destruction of Nightshade at the farmhouse. Wolves and Hunters were fighting. Then I saw the destruction of The Diamond Pack Compound." "What does it mean?" I asked without thinking. She looked directly into my eyes. "It means that if we don't succeed in taking down and destroying Nightshade, then they will destroy us here at the Compound instead."

Chapter 14. Angela has a dream where she's tied to a tree surrounded by blue water, she looks down at the water but she sees a different person as her reflection, a more powerful and stronger female that looks like her, but she could swear it wasn't her. Her reflection looked more lively, happy , chubby and refreshed. She paused for a second to notice if anything would happen to her reflection, but it was still there staring right in the face. Angela became even more scared, because she had never seen such a thing before. How can a reflection or shadow be more healthier than the person who owns the reflection?

As she delved into the ethereal realm, visions began to materialize in her mind—a decrepit castle, its towering spires reaching into the night sky, shrouded in darkness and situated deep within the vampire-infested territory. She was being pulled towards this place by an unseen force, but when she tried to go any further, she suddenly disappeared, and a wave of darkness overwhelmed her. However, the visions continued to come and go for several minutes before fading away. Finally, as the last traces of light faded away, the vision ended just as abruptly as it had appeared.

It had only been a dream, yet it had felt more real than anything. It was as if he had been transported to that exact moment, with the girl before him, pleading for dear life as tears streamed down her face. The exact moment when her head was cut off and her body fell to the ground seemed to continue echoing in his head, like a broken recorder forever stuck on one song. He ran a hand through his head in frustration. He had to get it together. He was heir to the Alpha position of this pack. He would be Alpha someday. He couldn’t afford to show any form of weakness whatsoever.

If I couldn't trust her, I couldn't trust anyone. "I keep having visions," I admitted quietly. "Even when I'm awake now. They're getting stronger." "What kind of visions?" I hesitated, but the need to tell someone overwhelmed my fear. "I see myself drinking blood. Craving violence. Hurting people and... and enjoying it." Mira was quiet for a long moment, studying my face. "May I examine you? I'd like to check your blood again, see if anything has changed since yesterday." I nodded, rolling up my sleeve. She pricked my finger with a small silver needle and caught the drops of blood on a piece of specially treated cloth. Immediately, the cloth began to glow with a faint purple light.

I said, brushing away strands of hair from my face. "Nightmares do not make wolves sound like they're dying. This…sounded as though you were fighting for your life. Tell me, what was it?" His expression stiffened as his brows pulled into a frown. I looked at him, but the look in his eyes told me he would not let this go. I sighed and shifted against the bed while he settled beside me. "Would you believe me if I told you some nightmares are memories?” Dominic's brows knitted together in confusion.

The unseen threat was no longer just a shadowy presence in the periphery; it had a face, a name, and a terrifyingly intimate connection to our lives. As the days bled into nights, punctuated by the escalating strangeness in the forest and the growing paranoia within the pack, I began to experience increasingly vivid and disturbing visions. They were no longer confined to the darkness of sleep but would intrude upon my waking hours, blurring the already fragile line between reality and illusion. Fleeting glimpses of the shattered forest from my nightmare would flicker at the edges of my vision, the acrid stench of decay would momentarily fill the air, and the chilling echo of Jaxon’s scream w