Socks Comic Book Nightmare Novels & Stories

lol◉‿◉. Sadly, we've come to the end of "A Stripper's Nightmare". Can I know your favorite scene from the book?]

"Why would your dreams scare you?" "I don't know if I'm dreaming of my past or what but some of the dreams are nightmares. I've dreamed of the accident several times. A car slammed into the side of me. My head smashed the window as the car flipped over. It bounced off and hit again. I felt this tremendous pain in my side as I hung upside down in the car. I felt the blood oozing down my face as it hit the roof while I hung upside down." "That's terrible," Valerie said as she shuddered.

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.

How was I to get rid of these never ending nightmares? The air was still, as if it were waiting for my response. The scent of fresh coffee wafted up the stairs to my nostrils and I followed the aroma down the spiral staircase to the kitchen. In the kitchen, I found Sofia already sipping coffee. "Rough night?" She asked, her voice laced with concern. I nodded gently while sinking into a kitchen chair. "Nightmare again?" She inquired. "Nightmares again." I confirmed. "Coffee?" She offered.

Valle woke with a start, his heart pounding in his chest, his skin damp with sweat. He sat up quickly, gasping for air, still reeling from the nightmare that had gripped him. It felt so real, so vivid. In the dream, he had seen Alexa—his love—drowning in a swimming pool. Panic had surged through him, and he had sprinted towards her to help, only to be struck by a sudden, sharp pain in his chest. He turned, and there was Leonard, standing there with a twisted smile on his face and a gun pointed at him.

Few Weeks Later Axel I jumped out of my sleep. My body was drenched in sweat, and I was shaking like a leaf. I wiped my face with my hand and took a deep breath. These nightmares are killing me. Every night I close my eyes, I see that man standing over me with the gun in his hands, then he pulls the trigger, and when I wake up, I feel like I’m still waiting to wake up from another nightmare. I can’t get it out of my head. I need a drink. That would help, but Cheska refuses to give me my vodka, or at least whiskey. Something to get my mind off all this.

But that question was not answered because Cassia was entirely concentrated on her fight with The Nightmares. Thousands of flower petals flew fiercely attacked The Nightmare's face. The Nightmare's body was scattered like black smoke. However, within seconds the black smoke gathered again and formed The Nightmare's body, with Jack’s face, more gigantic than four meters. “No way! Do they have bodies of black smoke? How do we attack The Nightmares? Oh, my! I feel like in Nightmare now," Draco asked in surprise. “Their bodies are not made of black smoke in the dream world. Their bodies are small and made of solid objects,” said Astrid in fear.

In the depth of the nightmare, I was meeting the old council leader for the first time, his posture formal and his scent carrying the crisp, respectable note of a high-tier scout; suddenly, his fingers turned to iron claws, clamping down on my forearm with an expression of pure animal fury as he roared, "Ada Lube is a killer! He tore out his own sire's throat! Collins, run from his territory! If you stay in his den, your wolf will be the next carcass he leaves on the mountain!" I surged upright in the furs, a ragged gasp tearing from my throat as the nightmare shattered. The morning sun was just hitting the frost on the glass, and I lunged across the bench to throw the illumination switch. T

Man so many unanswered questions, it kinda pisses me off. After a long fight, I lost the battle against sand man and drift off into a eventful slumber. Nightmare isn’t quite the word I would use, more like a horror. I jerk up almost falling to the floor as a cold sweat runs down my forehead and my whole body trembles in fear. With my heart racing at full speed and my breathing unsteady, I check the clock. It’s been like a hour give or take. That smug look on Lenkov’s face as he exits the kitchen haunts me, even in my sleep. “That Asshole.” I stand on my shaking legs as I make my way to the kitchen, to get a glass of water. My mind starts to wonder, was he the cause of the shooting, was he th

They were incapable of entering without help from Northrive’s and Southrive’s local communities. He needed to look into this matter. Samantha had a nightmare after Adrian left. In it, she was surrounded by a group of Luposians. She was bound to a chair and they were going to kill her. She began to feel hopeless. She shouted, cried, and shrieked. Just as she was about to lose all hope, a man descended from the sky and killed all the Luposians to save her. Just as she was about to expose the man’s face, she woke from the nightmare.