Sorority Nightmares Novels & Stories

Her mind was still troubled, however, by the ominous feeling that this won't be the last of the nightmares. The warnings in her dreams might continue until she finally takes heed of them. She knew she had to dig deeper to uncover the truth behind the threats that could change her life forever. The nightmares may hold the key, if only she could discern their meaning in time. ** ** “Ah,no!” Lebotha woke up panting heavily and sweating in her silky white gown. The loud noise that came from her clearly woke Alpha Damon up who had just drifted to sleep after coming to bed late. He was perturbed at first by the frightening noise from Lebotha. He rubbed his face in distress “is it one of your night

“It’s the nightmares. They won’t stop, and I can’t control it.” Jules and Ricky exchanged a glance, their concern deepening. “Nightmares? Again?” Jules asked, his eyes searching mine. I nodded, tears stinging my eyes. “I keep dreaming about Selena and Leila accusing me. It’s like they’re haunting me, and I can’t escape.” The room seemed to quiet, the aura surrounding me subsiding as the brothers gathered around me. Ricky’s expression hardened, a determination sparking in his eyes. “We need to find out what’s going on. Why are these nightmares tormenting you?”

Her thoughts drifted into the treacherous realm of her own nightmares, which had morphed into a nightmarish ordeal of their own. These dreams were insidiously becoming more vivid, more nightmarish, as though the universe had conspired to transform her nights into an unending reel of terror. Each night, it was the same haunting scenario that played out with relentless persistence: the pleading eyes of an unknown figure, the thunderous echo of gunshots that tore through her consciousness, and the paralyzing sense of despair that gripped her very soul. These nocturnal horrors had become a prisoner of her mind, relentlessly ransacking her peace.

I doubted my sanity would remain intact if I were to be left on my own. We all sat in the cozy living room, surrounded by plush cushions and soft blankets. My three best friends; Layla, Janelle, and Sofia, as well as Alyssa, my sister-in-law, flanked me on the large couch, while Alfredo and Alvida, my parents-in-law, sat on a couch opposite ours. The room was bathed in the warm, afternoon sunlight, but no amount of light could erase the darkness that still clung to my very being. I took a deep breath and looked at them, my voice shaky as I spoke. "I've been having these recurring nightmares,"

I cleared my throat and adjusted my glassed atop the bridge of my nose praying that no one would notice the dark circles around my eyes due to lack of sleep from the previous night. Those nightmares were wild and i couldn't bring myself to go back to sleep because I felt like if i did, i would keep having those nightmares, or worse, the stalker in my garden would climb up my window and try to strangle me in my sleep. Well, whatever it was, I didn't want to take any chances, so i stayed awake the whole night. I got to my locker and as if all the problems in my life weren't enough, I had to come across Dorothy also known as queen bee, and her little minions-Vicky and Tessy.

Groaning with frustration, I bury my head in my pillow. Another thing that has worried me lately is the constant creep factor. When I leave the house, I feel as if I’m being watched. It’s like a constant itch in my wings. The other day I was changing clothes, and I could have sworn someone was looking at me through the window. I want to call Mathias, but it hurts that he hasn’t come looking for me. Resigned, I pull back the covers and prepare for my day. The sorority is sponsoring a college visit for the next two days. We must wear our Phi Beta Kappa professional gear, which consists of a mid-waist Phi Beta Kappa string halter top, and a black tube skirt. I slip on my Jimmy Choo slingback p

[Camden] It’s been two weeks since the call with my sister, and Kendall is still haunted by nightmares, her sleep haunted by the lingering shadows of fear. Tonight, though, felt different—her nightmare was worse, as if it had sunk its claws in deeper. We’d both drifted off on the couch, tangled up in the shared warmth and the gentle rise and fall of each other’s breaths, but she woke gasping, her eyes wide, struggling for air as though drowning in invisible waters.

My heels click too fast across the sidewalk, every step like a heartbeat that doesn’t know how to slow down. I went there for paperwork. For a sponsorship. For something responsible. Professional. Normal. I didn’t go to see… that. I bite the inside of my cheek hard, like pain could erase the image burned into my skull. It doesn’t. It never does. By the time I reach Alpha Chi, my fingers are numb and I’m shaking — adrenaline, humiliation, anger, all braided so tight I can’t separate them. The front door swings open and warm vanilla sorority-house air floods me. The living room glows soft gold, fairy lights twinkling like nothing bad ever happens here.

We'll continue to run the Underground as a secret society for young werewolves. I notice most of the students around Dom and Billie do a double take when they see her. I know they can smell she’s human. And they’ll be able to smell that she’s living with us. I see a couple girls from Delta Kappa, a sorority that is involved with Lunacy, give Billie nasty looks, then start whispering to each other. I make a note to keep an eye on that.

Arlette said caressing Zara’s hair. “It’s okay mom. I’m fine really. It will pass in a few days…” Zara said in a quiet tone not believing if these nightmares will ever stop. Ever since the incident she is having these nightmares, where she either sees a lifeless charlotte in her arms or the killer attacking her, and once the nightmare was over she couldn’t sleep again. So following the same routine, Arlette went back to her room while Zara laid down in the hope of having some sleep but she couldn’t do so and soon her alarm rang indicating it was time for college.