Novel & Cerita Nightmares Characters

The moment I entered, I saw the last people I wanted to see. Caelen, Marnie—Caelen’s mother, and Samantha. All three turned at once, staring like I was some creature that had wandered in by accident. “Kiva?” Caelen stood abruptly, his voice rising. “What the hell are you doing here?” I kept my tone light. “Dinner, of course.” I ignored the tight looks from Marnie, the glare Samantha didn’t bother to hide, and made my way to the only open table.

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.

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

I didn’t need anyone finding out about this meeting. “No, I covered my tracks.” I followed Rook to a spot where he had hidden our two Nightmares. Nightmares are demonic horses that are black with manes and tails made of fire, their eyes are red and unless you are a demon, I wouldn’t recommend touching one. One touch from a nightmare could make you have horrific dreams for the rest of your life. They fed off fear and loved to torment the living. I mounted Amdis, my Nightmare. I've had had him since I was young, and he was loyal. The only one who could ride him was me. If another tried, they would end up seriously injured.

Rey’s pov ; The nightmares were relentless, clawing at my sanity. Each time I closed my eyes, I’d see her—the real daughter of the Carpenter family—standing smugly in my place while I was cast out like trash. In every dream, their cold, merciless faces stared me down as I begged them to reconsider. They didn't care. To them, I was just an imposter. Overnight, I went from the high life, draped in luxury and prestige, to a nameless nobody begging on the streets.

I covered him up and climbed into my bed, cutting the lamp off as I reached the top end. It wasn’t long before the nightmares started rolling in. Starting with mom, then dad, Larry, now Lola, and Tommy. All the people I loved, gone. Their deaths, or announcements replaying over and over until everything went black. “It’s our fault everyone is dead. Your father, Larry, Lola, Tommy.” It was Frankie’s voice breaking the silence. “You’re going to end up all alone because of us. Because you fell in love with two monsters, two brothers.”

Dannie had a feeling her grandma wouldn’t approve of her creepiness much. Throwing back the covers, she set her feet on the hardwood flooring. “Son of a bitch, “Dannie said in a sigh. She rested her forearms on her knees. With a slow, deep breath she waited until her heart finally caught on to the fact there was no danger. It was only a nightmare. Another fucking nightmare. As long as Dannie could remember, she had them. On a typical week, Dannie would suffer three to five nightmares. They were all similar in theme: death, mayhem, and suffering— all the good stuff. Though, she never actually had a nightmare with the deabru before. Usually, her nightmares were vague concepts and seemingly sym

Her heart pounded in her chest, the remnants of the nightmare clinging to her like a suffocating fog. The room was bathed in an ethereal light as Luna realized it was all just a dream, a twisted creation of her fearful imagination. Yet, the remnants of the nightmare lingered, leaving her trembling with the weight of a reality she couldn't fully comprehend. As Luna sat there, breathless and tormented, trying to process the horror that had unfolded in her subconscious mind, she couldn't escape the pervasive feeling that there was more to her nightmares than meets the eye. The secrets of her past, the tragic fate of her mother, clung to her like a shroud of mystery, leaving her yearning for ans

gives it away through his nervous gestures. "Athenia was not a good person and she was definitely not a loving mother, her fate was deserve" Dante ends and awaits my father's decision. "I'll get a convoy together and we're going to that private track and capture everyone who had a hand in Persephone's capture" Dante nods and walks towards the car, opens the passenger door and Henric falls to the ground like the shit he is. I look at Cosmo and with a smile I finally close my eyes and rest in his strong arms, his warmth and the addictive masculine scent.

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.