Poem Nightmare Novels & Stories

“It’s kind of cute, seeing the nightmare of this school acting like such a puppy.” He pouted. “How did that name even stick to me? I wasn’t even that bad.” “Please.” I rolled my eyes. “I only came to this school a semester ago—how would I know? But according to Eli, you broke a lot of hearts. And, sadly, girls always fall for the bad ones.” I raised my fingers in air quotes. “Not all nightmares are bad, Cross. They called you the nightmare they wouldn’t want to wake up from. Though, honestly, I thought otherwise when I first met you.” I giggled.

My wrists and ankles began bleeding from the way I was struggling against my restraints. "This is what happens when you sleep around behind my back and get pregnant with some bastard kid." After hearing what was happening, the live stream viewers flooded the comments in agreement. "One look and I can tell that woman isn't the faithful type." "All cheaters should go to hell! Make sure she doesn't get off the hook so easily." "What a shameless woman. Beat her to death! Let all the women watching see what happens when you cheat on your man." Walter showed me the live stream.

I want to scream, to fight, but the words catch in my throat, swallowed up by the darkness. And then, just as suddenly as it began, the nightmare fades, the shadows peeling away, leaving only silence and the faint light of dawn creeping in around the edges of my consciousness. I wake with a start, gasping, my heart pounding against my ribs as if I’ve just run a marathon. The room is quiet, still, but I can still feel the cold grip of the nightmare lingering, a shadow that clings to me, refusing to let go.

Once that was no longer the case, he could date whoever he wanted, and I couldn't care less. It was a pity Samuel didn't notice that. He was still banging on the door. I shook my head, put in my earplugs, and went to sleep. It was getting late, and the sleepy bug was catching up to me. Samuel finally ran out of steam about fifteen minutes later, giving the door one final thump in frustration. "You did this first, Noelle. Don't you ever regret this!" Threats wouldn't work on me. I was no longer a kid. I closed my eyes and slept. The next day, I met up with my attorney and served him the papers. I received no response, but I was sure he saw them.

In the gentle embrace of solitude, I found solace amidst the ebb and flow of life's relentless tide, a beacon of hope guiding me through the darkness. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a soft glow over the landscape as I tossed and turned in my bed, trapped in the clutches of a restless sleep. Images of darkness and despair swirled in my mind, fueled by the haunting echoes of a nightmare that refused to release its grip.

One asked, and just like that my worst nightmare played before me, only this time it’s no dream. Thanks for reading please vote comment and share. Until next time 🌺

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

Chapter 24 Ella's POV: Another day another nightmare. Lately, sleep has been hard, it's like I'm trying to hold on, to grasp something that's not there. I'm drowning and can't catch my breath. My dreams are nightmares dragging me down so deep that I don't have the power to open my eyes.

I am left hanging there, completely bare, shivering in the heat and the cold of the pit. The nightmare, the beautiful, filthy nightmare, is finally beginning.

-I'll fight my fears, Jay, I'll do it for you -I walked over and sat to the side across from him- I promise you my monsters won't defeat me. I realized that what he said was true, I had died in my sleep, one of my fears was to sleep and be trapped in one of my nightmares, not knowing what was real or not. This thing I was living was like a very bad nightmare. And there were monsters lurking: Death, damned souls, and God knows what else I'd be about to discover. Once upon a time a girl was trapped in a nightmare with many monsters to face, Once upon a time a girl was afraid of the dark, demons were about to cross over.