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Chapter 2: Awakening in the Den My eyes fluttered open to a world that felt wrong, like I'd stumbled into a dream I couldn't wake from. The air was thick and earthy, smelling of damp stone and smoke from flickering torches. I was lying on a rough bed of furs, my body aching from the chase through the woods. Every muscle screamed, but it was the heat inside me that scared me most—a slow burn starting low in my belly, spreading like wildfire. What the hell had happened? One minute I was hiking alone, trying to outrun my shitty city job and the emptiness it left, the next I was running from... wolves? No, not wolves. Men who turned into wolves. And that guy—Thorne—he'd saved me, but his eyes, t

CHAPTER 11: Start Anew Pyra’s POV: I gasped as my eyes snapped open. My heart raced within my chest as I struggled to breathe. I was drenched in sweat, my sheets tangled around my legs. “It was just a nightmare. Only a nightmare.” I chanted softly, trying to reassure myself to let go of my past, but the memories still lingered, haunting me with every step of progress I made. As I laid on my bed, I felt a presence in the room, scrutinizing my every movement.

Contracted to the wrong Alpha Chapter 57 Lilia's Pov I woke up this morning very early, I couldn't sleep well last night as nightmares of absurd things happening to me were messing with my brain. I needed to take a shower, a little breakfast and train in the fields alone till I faced whatever it is that was about to befall me. But the moment I got up from my bed to go the restroom, the door barged open and my worst nightmare came Inside. Lee growled, my fingers balled Into a gust of fist and my eyes burned intact for spoiling it's sight with seeing such a person to automatically brand my day as bad luck.

If were alone together I don’t trust myself, I don’t trust him. Tomorrow is going to be a nightmare. A/N drop a gem, like or comment if you enjoyed this chapter xx

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

His vision went dark again, though his eyes remained open. It was just a nightmare. A terrifying, bloody, almost-real nightmare. One that almost made him transform. What kind of nightmare was that...? --- A/N ~ Boom! Hey readers! I tried to make this as scary as possible—did I succeed? To me? Nah. 😅 I still need to work on more terrifying scenes. Lols. Poor Mark… But I didn’t pity him a bit. Did you?

I've received no answer, which means that she stills on the plane. I was feeling exhausted. I didn't sleep for more than a day. Just as I close my eyes, all sorts of scary nightmares started hunting me. In one nightmare, my mother steal Malea, and another one the two girls played around the white rose, then the dark smoke stole Malea. Last but of course not least, Keyla runs off with girls. I woke up terrified from my last nightmare, then kept delaying Keyla's number again, and again, until she answers. Only then I started feeling less worried.

Make him know what it feels like to be bitter, and when she's done, he's going to wish he was never born. His name is Rory John Gate and she's going to be his nightmare." She finishes speaking and finally looks over at the little girl and she is already asleep and she gets up and lays a soft kiss on her head and cover her up with the bedsheets, before walking out of the room. Authors message: Hello and welcome to the sequel of Little Nerdy Nightmare I hope you really like the beginning, if you did, leave a review. Love you guys

Faith's Pov: I woke with a gasp, my chest tight as if I had just run a marathon in my sleep. The nightmares were relentless, plaguing my every dream. I hadn’t had a peaceful night’s sleep since I was a child. Every time I tried to close my eyes, I was pulled into a nightmare that felt too real, too vivid. I blinked rapidly, my gaze falling to the alarm clock next to my bed. Three in the morning. Of course. I groaned in frustration, flopping back down onto my pillow, my body a tangled mess of frustration and exhaustion.

Chapter 19: nightmares *Williams' POV* I stood at my office balcony, my eyes fixed on the bustling road below, my mind a distance away. The sounds of honking cars and chattering pedestrians filled the air like a background noise to the turmoil brewing inside of me. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, a painful reminder of the night I'd rather forget.