Pierce The Veil Your Nightmares Novels & Stories

As much as I’m sad to close this chapter, I know it’s time for me to move on to new beginnings. But don’t worry—there are still stories I’m excited to share! If you enjoyed Blinded Dreams, I encourage you to check out the prequel, Dreams Come True. It tells the beautiful and unique love story of Sabrina and Travis, where Sabrina first sees Travis in her dreams. Their journey is heartwarming and full of surprises, and I’m sure you’ll love it as much as I loved writing it. Additionally, if you’re into fantasy, my bestselling novel Third Chance Mate is something you won’t want to miss. It’s a world of adventure and magic, and it holds a special place in my heart.

he asks me, furrowing my eyebrows and taking another step towards me. Then, at that moment, a scream escapes from the depths of my throat as I cower and, millisecond after the fact, a grouping of images begins to streak before my eyes. I see the fear specialists killing Belasko, the main product that Angel and Sasha watched in the copyist's night, and a group of crows advancing from inside his chest; Sassa in her room, totally terrified and trying to close her ceiling window before a hand yanks the seat she's on; I see fear specialists appearing in Dark Potland and passing by the Angels' vehicle while they're stuck in trouble; each of the young people who grabbed and transformed in their exa

I always seem to lose. His hands tear at my clothes and leave a trail of bruises in their wake. A shiver shakes my entire body. This can’t be happening. This isn’t real. This is a nightmare. Even the nightmare girl can have nightmares of her own. But as one of his hands clasp around both of my wrists and his other hand unbuttons his jeans, when the feel of his warm bare skin touches mine, I know this isn’t a nightmare. This is real. I jolt awake yet again. The worst part is still buried away, but that wall is slowly crumbling down. I can feel it. It itches at my brain demanding to be remembered, to be felt...again.

He was asleep. ​Amara lay there, staring at the broad expanse of his back, processing the bewildering reprieve. The fear had not vanished, but it had shifted. He hadn't demanded his due; he had granted her grace. A cold, absolute control had been demonstrated, but also a moment of unexpected, baffling restraint. The immediate terror of consummation was gone, replaced by the profound, confusing reality of sharing a bed with the most dangerous man she had ever known. She realized that even in this controlled, dark world, Emiliano Valenti was still capable of producing the utterly unpredictable. Exhaustion finally claimed her, and Amara drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep, the unexpected prese

he taunted as he began to unzip his pants. The realization that this was about what was about to happen sank into my bones and I shivered in horror. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. I might not be able to stop this but I was sure not going to give up. I looked deep in his eyes and screamed bloody murder. As I screamed I felt a warmth roll over me and a bright light shot everywhere. Nick froze and then blood began to pour from his ears and nose.

“You knew what that thing was.” I swallowed hard. My throat burned. “I…” My voice cracked weakly. “I’ve seen them.” Caleb’s gaze sharpened. “Where?” I looked past him toward the black ichor leaking slowly across the concrete. “In my nightmares.” For a long moment, Caleb said nothing. The fog curled silently around us. Then his eyes lifted toward the dark horizon beyond the docks. “The veil is thinning, Elena.” The words settled heavily into the freezing air. “This shouldn’t be happening for months.”

Victoria's carefully orchestrated introductions. And Alexander Pierce, looking at me with those penetrating gray eyes, seeing what no one else had managed to see beneath the careful construction of Camille Kane. Was it fear I felt at that prospect, or something dangerously close to relief? The question followed me into uneasy dreams where I ran through endless corridors, pursued by shadows with piercing gray eyes. Dreams where I stood before mirrors that reflected not my current face but the one I'd left behind. Dreams where Alexander Pierce whispered my old name, over and over, until I turned to face him, only to find myself waking with a start, heart pounding in the darkness of my room.

"What exactly happened that you became unable to receive my twenty three calls or even reply to my twenty eight messages?" Should I tell him? "Err..Vishal, actually-" "Cat got your tongue or what?" "I guess Rehan is having nightmares. And I don't know how I drifted to sleep. I am sorry." After hearing, his face went blank. "That means he might have woken up from his sleep but then how you....I don't get it Mayra." He spoke, hesitantly. I blushed all shades of red. Actually Vishal gave me dare to kiss Rehan on his cheeks while he’s asleep and when I completed my dare, I realised that he was having nightmares and next I know, I was in his arms.

Pierce POV “Pierce, Pierce!” Libby’s screams wake me, her cries sending a bolt of fear right through me. Were we under attack…why else would she be screaming. As soon as my eyes are open she’s flung herself on to the bed, and on top of me. Not only sending me into a blind panic but also kneeing my manhood. “I heard her.” She squeals out with excitement. The relief I feel with her tone of voice that we in fact aren’t under attack, doesn’t last long and turns into pain when I realise where exactly she landed.

Nick looked at me worried and said: " Hey, are you ok? You look pale" I became self-conscious and took a sip of my coffee. "Uh yes don't worry about me, I just remembered my dream last night and it bothers me" "Sounds like a real nightmare huh? Care to tell the story?" Nick Replied "Well I was surrounded by people wearing a red veil And I was tied up in a chair, then they were whispering something and they began to scream at my face". Nick listens attentively while I tell the story " and when they remove the veil, it was the victims of the murder, and they look unnerving. And they started clawing off my face. Then I woke up" I continued