Passive Nightmare Novels & Stories

“Usually I’m aware that I’m having a nightmare. At first, I was stuck and had to move a huge boulder that was about to squash me. Over and over again, I couldn’t move it. I’m just there, pushing with all my might but nothing is happening. This overwhelming sense of dread though…” “I could take it. I know survivors experience nightmares all the time. I thought I was a tough cookie. But when I got home… that’s when the really awful things started. He… there was a man… there is a man in my nightmares. He comes at night. He doesn’t have a face or even a body. He slithers around, in the beginning, he was just black smoke. It was a shape always hovering over me.” I shivered. I cannot explain the d

Love and fear coexisted, stronger than death’s decree, a fight that must continue, whether by choice or fate. Meanwhile… Lila jolted awake, her scream shattering the night’s stillness. Sweat-drenched sheets twisted around her legs as she kicked them free, gasping for air in the pitch-black room, save for the faint crimson glow seeping from the nightstand drawer. Repairs had been made to keep it shut—a defense against the nightmares it held. The visions felt too real, as past and future collided into a single nightmarish timeline that unraveled her reality.

From this, it could be seen that Dreamless Nightmare's battle power at the moment, didn't seem to be high, it was just that he was able to control people with his nightmares, and the most fragile part of a person's heart was often presented in the form of a nightmare, and everyone, had nightmares. Xiao Dust held the Blood Lotus Demon Blade and looked around, both eyes covered in blood, "You monster derived from someone else's nightmare, you can't even be considered a walking corpse, come out! Bastard!" "Huh. ......" "Hehe your mom's head!" Xiao Chuan listened to the sound and kicked to the back, kicking at Dream Nightmare with unerring precision, kicking him down and directly smashing a smal

Lebotha tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep after the nightmare. Her heart was still racing and her mind kept replaying the frightening scenes from her dream. It felt so real, like a premonition of danger to come. This wasn’t the first time she has had such nightmares. For the past few months and years, she kept having bad dreams of impending doom and destruction. At first, she brushed them off as a result of her anxiety and stress. However, the nightmares have become more frequent and intense lately. She started to worry there might be more to them than just a manifestation of her fears and worries.

"What do you mean by that?" "Phil, the danger is coming. Inhabitants of the abyss could not manifest inside the real world, they would vanish in a puff of smoke mere seconds after they exit the abyss, even the plains of sleep reject their presence and they only thrive inside the abyss. I knew something was wrong when you encountered the nightmare origin inside Annie's nightmare. It was only affected by the miasma from the twilight zone, but the strength of that nightmare origin could be classified as a lower-middle-class in terms of its standing in the abyss after it transformed."

There were faint dark circles under his eyes, and there was a probing look in the way he watched me. "Did you sleep okay last night?" he asked. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. "Not really. I had a nightmare." "What did you dream about?" I looked at him, my eyes wide, innocent, and confused. "I dreamed about your brother, but it felt like he actually came by and kissed me." "Dante's" body went rigid, and his eyes behind his glasses narrowed sharply. "Are you sure it was a dream?" "I guess…" I said, sounding uncertain. "It just felt so real. He reeked of alcohol."

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.

That all the others still were leaving behind To make that sweat is running down your spine Baby, I'm your nightmare We make your sheets alive and fill the space up That all the others still were leaving behind To make that sweat is running down your spine Baby, I'm your nightmare You know you can't get over me 'Cause I can set desire free When moonlight's shining through the trees Oo tama, kahit gusto niyang mawala sa isipan ang dating kaibigan na tinuring niya ring kapatid noon ay hindi niya ito kayang kalimutan ng habang siya ay nabubuhay sa mundo. I'm coming from your fantasies You need that dirty mad dog, me You cannot live without, you see And when it's dream time I'll return To feed t

Run! Evangeline's body trembled as she gasped for breath, her fingers gripping the sheets with a desperation that mirrored the terror in her mind. She was trapped in a nightmare so vivid that it felt disturbingly real. Jeremy's figure loomed over her, his weight pinning her down, suffocating her with the cruel repetition of a nightmare that refused to release its hold. Over and over, the same horrifying scenario played out, each cycle leaving her more drained, her breathing more shallow, until her mind could no longer distinguish between dream and reality.

Alpha Ortega Damon I sprang up on the bed panting heavily, beads of sweat trickling down my forehead. I look at the time and saw it was 12:30 am which means I have only slept for thirty minutes before having this nightmare I growled in anger and climbed down from the bed. I walked to my window and stood with my two hands crossed behind my back. This nightmare has been haunting me for the past twenty-six years. I never had a good sleep for twenty-six years, my past haunts me like a prey