Nightmare Visions Novels & Stories

"She's good man. Nightmares are gone since moving in with me and she feels comfortable at work again. I still have eyes on her but she's as free as she needs to be." After Candice was kidnapped by her then coworker and nearly beaten to death by one of our backstabbing members, which I killed, she seemed to be coping well. Austin and she were broken and took a while to find themselves back to each other, but as soon as they did, she began having nightmares and flashbacks. I recognized the symptoms and told her she most likely began having them because she was surrounded by the memories. Whether it was being here at the clubhouse or around the brothers. Everything about the Nightmare Warriors

She gave the command, and the first wave headed for the entry point, her teammates moving so quickly, she could hardly track them, even with her superhuman abilities. Mikali and Mila both had X-ray vision the same way that Jo did, but they’d still be diving into that doorway not knowing exactly what they were getting into. For all they knew, a thousand Vampires could be waiting on the other side. As she sprinted to follow them in, Jo tried to see through the layer of stone so that she’d have a sense of what they were facing, but running at full speed did not make it easy to focus, and all she could see were the same empty halls she’d seen earlier that day.

He felt, he saw, he could smell the blood of the parents, he felt the vileness of Mara and her Clan, and he felt the despair of Henry and Amber. “Dom! Dom! What is going on? Can you hear me? Dom! As Dominic came out of his vision, he was drained but not as bad as Amber. He was aware of Alex in front of him and able to respond to Alex. “Alex, it was a vision like no other.” He said in a low and soft-spoken manner. “Are you okay? What was it?”

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Something was definitely brewing there. Finally, we pulled into a gravel lot. I leaned forward, trying to see what this “spontaneous” adventure was. “Is that what I think it is?” I asked slowly, staring at the dilapidated structure ahead. Eli’s grin told me everything. “What the actual hell…” I whispered, my eyes locking on the chipped paint, broken windows, and vines crawling up the walls like nature was trying to warn us. A crooked sign above the doorway read: HOUSE OF SCREAMS – ENTER IF YOU DARE.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

I scream that they may have tattooed me, but I’m not one of them and I don’t want to go on anymore stupid missions. It works better than I hoped. Carden doesn’t stop by for days on end leaving me with my nightmares. They become stronger with each passing day. I wake up breathless. I wake up crying. I wake up with my fists clenched to the point of having bloody nail marks dug into my palms. I wake up with a scream. And then I don’t wake up at all.

Then more white light. I see shadows running across stone floors. I see people screaming. I see blood spreading across the ground. My breathing becomes wild and uneven. “What is happening?!” I cry. But the visions do not stop. They grow stronger. More intense. I see a large hall filled with warriors. I see banners hanging from tall walls. I see wolves shifting and fighting. Then another flash. A woman running through a burning corridor. Her face is blurred but she looks terrified. Behind her I hear loud crashing sounds.

Nyx let out a piercing shriek, not like a bird, but like an infant being dismembered alive. I saw the beautiful blood-red light being forcibly stripped from him, dissipating into black smoke. His black feathers fell out in clumps, revealing raw, bloody skin beneath. My heart felt like it was being torn apart by the same spell, the pain was unbearable. But my face remained expressionless. I simply carved this pain, this hatred, into the very marrow of my bones. I watched the life I created, the symbol of our past, being tormented, devoured, and consumed by the “pure blood” that represented his new alliance, his new mate.

Flames reflected in my eyes. I crawled, screaming his name again and again, even though I knew the truth. That no one could survive that. I reached the burning wreckage and clawed at it helplessly even as the heat scorched me. “Please, PLEASE SOMEONE—” My voice cracked horribly. “Dominic answer me, please…” But there was no answer, and then, before I could touch the wreckage again the vision dissolved. “No more.” My voice was hoarse. Broken. But the mirror didn’t stop. A third vision surged forward, pulling me into another nightmare, another reality.