Scary Nightmares Stories Novels & Stories

Dannie had a feeling her grandma wouldn’t approve of her creepiness much. Throwing back the covers, she set her feet on the hardwood flooring. “Son of a bitch, “Dannie said in a sigh. She rested her forearms on her knees. With a slow, deep breath she waited until her heart finally caught on to the fact there was no danger. It was only a nightmare. Another fucking nightmare. As long as Dannie could remember, she had them. On a typical week, Dannie would suffer three to five nightmares. They were all similar in theme: death, mayhem, and suffering— all the good stuff. Though, she never actually had a nightmare with the deabru before. Usually, her nightmares were vague concepts and seemingly sym

Badar said “Badar you can’t call yourself horrible just because you felt jealous of John, it’s normal to feel that” Badar shakes his head “I’m not talking about that. Did you know that I used to get nightmares in which I would hear people screaming? I used to think that it was from a memory of the day mom died, well imprisoned. They went away when I met you, but when I thought you had died they returned again. Now I think they are the screams of people whose families I have hurt. I have done so many horrible and unforgiving things that even thou you have returned, the screams still won’t go away” Badar said as a single tear fell from his eye.

The man stood there shaking looking at this beast and in one swift movement this foul creature pounced onto the terrified man. I woke still hearing the man's screams, sweat dripping down my head and tears falling from my eyes. It is pitch black in my room so it must still be the middle of the night. I have been having nightmares now for a few weeks and each night I wake up wrapped in a blanket of fear, I feel like these terrible nightmares are happening to me.

I screamed and my shrieks were swallowed in the night. I wake with a start and put my hands on my sweaty face. God save me from these nightmares. It would've been easier to get rid of them if these hadn't happened for real. That's what makes them scarier. If these hadn't happened for real, things would've been better than they are right now. Or maybe they wouldn't have been. More lies and secrets would've taken their place in my life (famously known as hell). "Nat!" my mother yells from the dining room as she did in the nightmare too.

Mommy used to tell me that Nightmare is an evil spirit formerly thought to oppress people while they were sleeping. It causes people to experience bad things in their dreams. Yuan used to get annoyed whenever I cry and wet the bed because I had a bad dream. Mom and Dad will come to me and let me sleep in their room.

I keep the pocketknife hidden and wait for my chance to stab the wolf with it. Even though it’s harder to see and move about the forest, I’m glad we travel at night and catch sleep by day. Because my dreams are so bad when the sun is up, I’m scared of how terrible they’ll be at night. Some of my nightmares seem to follow me even when my eyes are open. I watch as my parents and Max die over and over again. As the monster gets inside the shed and finds us. But most of all it’s glowing eyes and screams that haunts my dreams worst of all. CeCe asks about our parents and Max less and less, and I’m scared she’s starting to forget them already.

The next day David woke up early since it was Saturday he had nowhere to go. He He decided to go and check up on Stella and admit his feelings for her. He decided to stop being a coward and take responsibility for her pregnancy. He was ready to do anything for her to forgive him and give him a second chance. He went to her door and was about to knock when he heard her talking but this time it seems like her constant nightmare she always tell him about. He opened the door and went inside and Tru to his thought she was having a nightmare. He walked up to her on the bed and woke her up cuddling her. "Is okay baby. I'm here don't be scared." He started coaxing her when she started crying. "David

“Yes, Dad. With the dreams last night, I am very sure he is a vampire, and I even had a vision but not like any of the visions I have had in the past, which rolled into the dream. If this is a new power, I am not sure I like it.” “Honey, maybe because you are half human some of it is like how our visions happened for us. I remember waking up in cold sweats, erotic dreams, and uncontrollable emotions.” Her mother popped back into the conversation. “Vampires don’t have dreams normally or have the sweating issues like that either. Your poor mother had to deal with those, and I believe this was a side affect of her being human.” “Oh, Honey! Those were so difficult and until I was able to jump yo

Jess had reached out to her friend and tried to explain that Lucian was not to blame but she was in no fit state to listen to anyone trapped in her nightmares. Trina tried not to have any more nightmares, she took relaxing lavender scented baths before bed, tried hot milky drinks and even sleeping tablets. Nothing worked the nightmares got worse, she fought and screamed and begged cowering in the corner of the bedroom taking longer and longer to be shaken out of it. Then, the night before her appointment with the Psychiatrist, Caleb had to work late waiting for a conference call from China. Trina went to bed alone and the worst nightmare hit her, deeply asleep she fought her demons but then

he asked. "Yes, I mean, we don't talk much, thanks to, you know, your step father but yeah she told me." And then, not wanting him to feel ashamed about having a nightmare, if, in fact, he really had one, she quickly added, "But it's nothing to be ashamed of Billy. I mean, Bobby gets them too, you know, especially after watching a scary movie." "I know but not tonight I guess. I tried to wake him to tell him about my dream and he won't even wake up. He is, like, totally sound asleep."