Sorority Nightmares Novels & Stories

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.

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

The sisters carried their newest, blood-marked pledge upstairs to rest, already whispering about the full sorority blood orgy that would consume the entire mansion the following night. Lily drifted off to sleep with the metallic-sweet taste of blood and pussy still on her tongue, her body aching deliciously, and her new immortal hunger just beginning to stir.

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The one that raged within his own mind. The nightmares had returned. Not the ones about the darkness or the ancient enemy, but something more personal. More intimate. Memories of his sister. Memories of the betrayal that had shattered his world so many years ago. They came to him in the quiet hours of the night, vivid and cruel, leaving him gasping for breath and drenched in sweat. He would wake with her name on his lips, her face still burning behind his closed eyes.

Gid, I knocked several times—-Ow," he said as he noticed the woman lying on the bed. "Nah, Uncle, I don't even know who she is, believe me," Gideon says, scratching his brow. Sam took a big breath, saying, "Never mind, go fix this and I'll come back to you later." and exited the room. Gideon nodded and looked at the woman. He walked into the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror, wondering how long he could distract himself from a nightmare he would never forget for the rest of his life. He returned his attention to his body, the scratch on his chest that would never fade.

MY HEAD WAS IN pain because it felt like someone was pulling my mind tighter and tighter, and if they didn't let go soon, it was going to snap. I couldn't do anything about it either since I was still under the nightmare Master’s control, performing for these rich socialites or should I say sadistic assholes. Well, I'm not performing that is the job for the freaks that the night remaster sends me. What Doc doesn't realize is that his ability works, and where most of them are freaks, the nightmare master can't stand the sight of, since they are useless. So he sends them here to perform for these assholes.

[Welcome to Eternal Nightmare. Survival is victory.] The cold, robotic female voice blasted through the dark while I was sprawled on the couch doomscrolling. The next second, a white flash nuked my vision and forced my eyes shut. When I opened them again, my living room had straight-up rage quit and turned into a blood-red wasteland. "Okay, what the hell?" I squinted and spotted my six-foot-two husband, Adrian Chase, already doing the whole protective-dad thing with one arm around our son.