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I don't know how many times he drew orgasms from me because it made me so exhausted that I was slumping in and out of the darkness. He hauled my body up as his rock hard body slammed against my back with the roughness. I gave up when he emptied himself inside me with the curse and pulled out, letting me fall on the bed like a lifeless doll. I thought it was over from tonight but he turned me around and hovered over me. My tired eyes fluttered open but it's hard to see him in the dark. He always comes in the darkness. My nightmare, Rafael Delgado!

“How do you know?” Raven’s eyes glowed faintly with reflected aurora. “Because she’s calling for me.” --- Global Dreamspace — Nightmare Bloom Shadows rose like smoke along the horizon, their forms shifting, trembling with human fear. Nightmares made manifest. Faces twisted by guilt. Memories stained by wounds. Traumas long buried clawing their way into the shared dream. Sophia stepped forward. “No — not like this.” The nightmares surged, not malicious, but desperate — the unprocessed pain of billions seeking release all at once.

Seraphina asked. Elena nodded. "I need to know what we’re dealing with." As she closed her eyes, the whispers grew louder. Images began to form in her mind: a massive shadow spreading across the land, swallowing everything in its path. At the center of the darkness was a figure—tall, cloaked, and menacing. "Oblivion," the whispers said again, louder this time. Elena gasped as the vision shifted. She saw a temple buried deep within the mountains, ancient and foreboding. The shadow seemed to emanate from it, like a wound in the earth.

Chapter 57: The Abyss The darkness was absolute. Liam and Xal'dar were swallowed whole, their consciousness adrift in a void of nothingness. The sensation was both terrifying and liberating, a paradoxical experience that defied logic. They felt a pull, a force that seemed to draw them deeper into the abyss. Their bodies felt weightless, their minds racing with fear and uncertainty. They were lost, adrift in a cosmic ocean of darkness. A faint glimmer of light appeared in the distance, a beacon in the endless void. They reached out towards it, their hearts pounding in their chests. As they drew closer, the light grew brighter, revealing a strange, alien landscape.

It vibrated in my teeth, in the marrow of my bones. I scrambled backward on the barren, obsidian ground of this nightmare realm. The terrain was slick, oily, shimmering with sickly blue veins of energy that pulsed like exposed nerves beneath dead skin. Above, the sky churned—a bruised hematoma of purple and black clouds lit from within by silent, violent lightning. The air tasted of sulfur, and old, dried blood. It was a dead world, sustained only by hatred. But my eyes were locked on the center of the horror.

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

"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

Lysandra Pov It has been two days since Arion returned to his family. During these two days, my sleep had been nothing but torment. Every time I closed my eyelids, eyes as dark as night came to haunt me. The nights had turned into nightmares. Black irises appeared in my dreams, merging with oppressive, shadowy landscapes. Menacing silhouettes loomed around me, tightening their grip on me with suffocating darkness. I woke up drenched in sweat, my heart pounding violently, unable to escape this infernal grasp.

With that thought, he closed his eyes, allowing the darkness to engulf him, and prayed for the strength to overcome the trials that lay ahead. But instead of finding respite in sleep, Dirk was plagued by a series of vivid and haunting nightmares. In his dreams, he was trapped in a maze of darkness, pursued relentlessly by shadows that whispered his deepest fears and insecurities. He fought to escape, but the walls of his subconscious closed in around him, suffocating him with their weight.