Nightmares And Dreamscapes Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 18. HAUNTED BY MY NIGHTMARES HARA LUCID NIGHTMARES. That's what they call it. Because in the nightmare I'm having at the moment, I'm aware that I'm dreaming, that I'm having another nightmare. And they weren't just any random nightmares, they were a reoccurrence of my past with Roland. *

Telling him the exact old told tale. “Don’t you remember those happy voices in your mind as you sleep? Or maybe the screams you hear of terror in a nightmare. What is a nightmare? Isn’t a nightmare a small prison you’re trapped in, with no hopes of waking? Why? Because you never know you’re asleep. You forget everything, your name, your life, and who you are. The only thing to accompany you are the monsters that laugh in your mind, that taunt you, knowing everything. Your life, your happiness, everything that had been stolen away. But the scariest part of the nightmare won’t be the monsters. They aren’t scary themselves. The most fearful thing of all is that they are yours. That you can hear

I could see that he was genuinely worried. “Yes, it was just a nightmare. A chillingly lifelike and haunting dream...” I mumbled, my voice sounded groggy. It was just a nightmare, right? A small chuckle escaped me and I looked up at him. “I guess that is why it’s called a nightmare. Night terrors often feel incredibly realistic.” I could still feel the remnants of fear lingering in my mind, as if the dream had embedded itself into my thoughts. The more I tried to shake it off, the stronger its grip on me became.

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.

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

They whispered her name in haunting, fragmented tones, urging her deeper into the darkness. As she ventured further, the line between Elysium and Nyxterra began to blur in her mind. Her dreams were a chaotic battlefield of images, a jumble of memories from her life in Elysium interspersed with the strange, shadowy visions of Nyxterra. It was as if the two worlds were merging, creating a dissonance that left her feeling fragmented and disoriented. She would wake up in her apartment, only to find that her dreams had seeped into reality, leaving her questioning what was real and what was illusion.

Colin's world seemed covered by a thin gray veil, blurring the boundaries between reality and dreams. In his spacious office, the floor-to-ceiling windows revealed the bustling cityscape at night—neon lights flashed and traffic moved past. Yet in his eyes, everything had lost its original color, becoming distorted and surreal. He often suffered from insomnia. Even when he managed to fall asleep, he would wake from nightmares. In his dreams, Sophie's small figure struggled in a pool of blood, while Aspen's desperate cries echoed in his ears like a curse.

I added. Reece Morgan What are nightmares? Nightmares are those terrible dreams you have when your brain uses your imagination to bring your worst fears to life. It makes you scared, makes you sweat and it makes your heart beat faster until you can take it no more and your body forces you to wake up. You wake up and realize it wasn't real and your mind eases. It is scary but when you wake up you no longer feel scared of it because it's all a figment of your imagination.

The most harrowing part is that I am unable to escape this torment, even in the safety of my dreams. Upon waking up, I am immediately confronted with a lingering sense of fear and anxiety that seems to follow me relentlessly throughout the day. It's as if the haunting presence of my nightmares refuses to let go, leaving me constantly on edge and hyperaware of my surroundings. Every creak and whisper sends me into a state of heightened alertness, bordering on paranoia. Trust becomes a luxury I can't afford, and I find myself unable to let my guard down even for a single moment. The intensity of these dreams is so overwhelming that I often wake up screaming, my heart pounding in my chest, and

I had been hounded by nightmares, gnarled reflections of everything I feared most and everything that made me insecure. I had tossed and turned, my mind conjuring up dark scenarios where Alpha Blake turned his back on me, leaving me alone to face the unknown threats lurking around us. Shadows danced in my dreams, faces I couldn't quite recognize but felt an unsettling familiarity with. Nora's smirking visage haunted me the most, a constant reminder of the betrayal I felt brewing.