Pierce The Veil Your Nightmares Novels & Stories

She was never going to surrender to him; he bought her, but he couldn't buy her life. She was going to make sure she made his life a living nightmare. She was going to make him regret ever buying her and let her go. Yes, he was going to release her himself when he got tired of her. She grinned; he didn't know what he bought. He had just purchased a nightmare, and that nightmare was hers.

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.

She ogled at me angrily as tears threatened to dropped down her soft cheek. "Lov–" She hanged up her hand towards me and rushed back to her room. ~~~~ How are you viewing "nightmares" How is this going to end? 😶😶😶😶 ©Lharry's pen

He closes his eyes. “I wouldn’t stop,” he whispers. I press my forehead to his. “Then this pain is the price of not becoming what broke us.” — The Veil stirs that night. Not in threat. In response. I feel it in my sleep—an unease like a tide pulling strangely at the shore. I rise quietly, careful not to wake Arthur, and step onto the balcony barefoot. The air hums. Threads of light ripple faintly, visible only if you know how to look.

Amaya followed her after glaring at me critically as if giving a warning with her gaze. I crawled to the bed and laid on the upper bunker, feeling my belly burning with pain. Loud noises which sounded like the prisoners were arguing couldn't allow me to focus. Soon I started hearing the sound of breaking glasses and the turmoil increased. I crawled out of the bed and walked outside, gripping the iron railings the edge because the prison is on the top of the restaurant. I looked down to see two female prisoners fighting with people gathered around them, chanting; “Kill her!! Kill her!! Kill her!!"

I said firmly. Sierra yawned as she stretched. “Well, I had a long night. I’m gonna nap. Wake me up for dinner?” “Sure thing.”I replied. She shuffled off, leaving me with the soft bubbling sounds of the kitchen. I picked up the bowl and made my way to the bedroom. Pierce was still asleep, his breathing steady. He stirred, his eyes slowly opening to meet mine. The image of him, sitting in the rain at his father’s grave, shattered and alone stayed with me.

She pressed her thighs together as she cried while he sat on the wooden chair, catching his breath. She closed her eyes as her whole body trembled in fear and pain. She felt like she was in her worst nightmare and she couldn't wake up from her dream. The person she loved the most had turned into a ferocious beast that tormented her mercilessly, making her heart shatter into tiny pieces. ******** "Violet! Don't go with him! Don't leave me!" Lucian said as he opened his eyes, waking up from his nightmare. His body was sweating, his breath was rushing as his heart was racing. He dreamed Darius took Violet from him.

They eventually die and a new Ma Vista is born. If the new Ma Vista is a boy he will start to have nightmares when he is 15. If it is a girl Ma Vista, the child will start having nightmares at the age of 16, some develop a bit later than that and their nightmares finishes in the middle of their 17th year.’

She adjusted her blouse and looked over her shoulder at the vampires sitting at the bar, who were less than discrete with their staring. I held my breath and dug my nails into my palms, wondering what the next move would be; wondering what was going on. I dug until there were marks. Wake up. Wake up, Lisa. This is a fucking dream and you need to wake up. I couldn't wake up; the nightmare had barely begun. **

Salvatore Villa – Julian’s Bedroom Julian's eyes snapped open, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. Another nightmare, his constant companion over the past twelve years, haunting his every waking moment. They all spoke the same message. Revenge. Impending danger. And the haunting past. But this time, there was something different. He saw a figure, shrouded in shadows, with a face that refused to take shape. He couldn't fathom if it's a male or female. Julian's mind recoiled from the memory, his thoughts fragmenting like shards of broken glass.