Sorority Nightmares Novels & Stories

From Yulia's research, she shared a room with three more females. Alexander rang the doorbell again after waiting for fifteen minutes and hearing nothing. They had managed to sneak into the dorm without anyone seeing them. Now Alexander regretted the fact that he hadn't climbed up their window instead, and it was all his brother's fault. “You should respect ladies' privacy, and if you want them to tell us about Jake, You have to be nice to them.” Those were the stupid words that his brother had said to him. Footsteps approached the door, and soon it was unlocked. A female poked her head from the door and peered at them with an eyebrow raised.

Her heart pounded in her chest, the remnants of the nightmare clinging to her like a suffocating fog. The room was bathed in an ethereal light as Luna realized it was all just a dream, a twisted creation of her fearful imagination. Yet, the remnants of the nightmare lingered, leaving her trembling with the weight of a reality she couldn't fully comprehend. As Luna sat there, breathless and tormented, trying to process the horror that had unfolded in her subconscious mind, she couldn't escape the pervasive feeling that there was more to her nightmares than meets the eye. The secrets of her past, the tragic fate of her mother, clung to her like a shroud of mystery, leaving her yearning for ans

“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 symbolic. The only time Dannie stopped having nightmares was when she was away from home. It was the negative energy thrown at her in this place,

SLOANE It's the same nightmare again. I woke up screaming. It's the same dream, the one I hate the most. The one that haunts me. Whenever I try to close my eyes, I see them. I see the faces of my friends. The same friends that should have survived, the ones that should have been alive. They had their hopes and dreams, but it's all gone. I saw their blood, I heard their screams. The way they begged, and the way their lives ended.

“By the way, what happened last night? You didn’t tell me where you were, and that dinner scene… wow. It was pretty intense, don’t you think?” Scarlett sighed, once again feeling the weight of the stares and the tension from the night before. She looked at her friend, trying to put into words what she had felt, but even for her it was hard to explain. In a discreet corner near the trees at the edge of campus, Alex was surrounded by the members of his pack, with the leader standing in front of him, staring at him with a mix of frustration and anger. The others watched in silence, aware that this was a conversation that could change many things within the group.

Nia's POV The world hasn't been unfair to me but it wasn't exactly fair either. I graduated college after years of brutally fighting against myself and my parents to ensure that I could do as they liked but also pursue my own happiness and today it would all be worth it. "Nia, could you hurry your ass up you're gonna be late. Also, we're out of milk could you pick some up on your way back,” my best friend called from outside my room of the apartment we shared together. Her name is Claire and her attitude isn't like her name, it's dark and cloudy. The opposite of me.

Her Green eyes danced with mischief. Taking in a deep breath, I managed to squeeze on a smile. “The third thing is no physical contact. You are not allowed—“ “Isn’t that the same thing as the first? And what makes you think I will make the first move?” She snarled, her nose flattened. “For damn sake, Elora, will you just listen?” I said between clenched teeth and heard her laugh dryly. “Sorry, do I know you?” She questioned, her words throwing me off balance.

The day that you've thought about often, but never quite like this . I'd imagined a heart attack. A stroke. Choking on my own vomit. With a random stranger's hands wrapped tightly around my throat as my coke-addled veins screamed not for life, but for just one more hit, just a bump of powder, just a little one, anything, please fuck, I'll do anything, please. I never imagined I'd be standing in the living room of an apartment that existed in an underworld dimension, created by a demon, who was about to hand me over to another demon to honour a centuries-old debt. I mean, because what the actual fuck , right?

Fearing that we might seek pleasure recklessly and invite disaster, the Elders of the Covenant decreed that the first duty of every newly adult witch is to choose a suitable partner—an alliance meant to strengthen our ties with other races. Today, we had just arrived at the sacred altar and barely had time to study the diverse males gathered before us when the girl beside me nudged my arm. "I saw your sister, Ella, on the way here. She kept running toward the Shadow Forest, and no one could stop her. Is she not joining the ceremony?" The moment she spoke, everything clicked into place. It seemed I wasn't the only one reborn. My dear sister had returned from our previous life as well. And the

I cried out in pain as I dropped to the floor. "And that is to make sure you won't run again," his lips lifted into a smirk while my eyes stung with tears. I felt the world around me shifting. Darkness crept around me but I turned my eyes to Lindsey. My eyes rolled back and my eyelids started to feel heavy, I tried to reach out to my sister. I had the feeling that I wouldn’t be able to see her again. The last thing I heard before welcoming the darkness was his bitter voice saying, "Take her." and with that, I closed my eyes and lost myself into oblivion.