Novel & Cerita Sorority Nightmares

Only four girls were present, sound asleep, a testament to the hour. As Rithanya prepared her bed, set her alarm for 7 am, and settled in, her thoughts began to cascade into her dreams. In her slumber, a vivid and unsettling dream took hold—a scenario where she entered an examination hall, slightly late, and was met with a room full of students fervently writing. The weight of time pressed upon her, and she struggled to finish her exam. The aftermath of her performance was a shock—she scored the lowest marks, her classmates mocked her, and her parents' disappointment was palpable. The dream painted a portrait of failure and humiliation that left Rithanya gasping for air as she jolted awake w

"Move in day for officers is Monday. My best friend will be here Sunday, she'll stay the first night with me at my house, then we'll go over in the morning." "Officer?" "Yeah, I'm the vice president this year. Sadie's the recruitment leader." "So you live in the sorority house, bra and panty pillow fights and all?" Now it was my turn to smirk. "I've been in the sorority for three years, and would you believe I've never been in a pillow fight, underwear clad or otherwise?" "You're ruining the fantasy of millions of frat boys, you know." "My apologies. Reality is, our sorority isn't one of the crazier ones."

Sucking in my cheek, I tried to remember what I’d asked my sister. “I think Andrei’s plans have changed, and… Cherry, I want to ask… be honest, you don’t think I’m broken, right?” Her question comes out in that tiny voice that tells me my twin is in a bad headspace. “Tell me what happened.” “I had a nightmare last night. Andrei told me he didn’t want to take over his father’s pack. He is considering moving here permanently. And that’s not bad news, but I always dreamt of leaving here. I love it... I just hate knowing Mom is close. It’s so stupid, but when I went to sleep, I dreamt of dad. He was screaming about how ungrateful I am, trying to grab me and force me back to that wretched place.

The room, once divided by shadows, became a space where the tendrils of reality and nightmare intertwined—a delicate dance between the conscious and the unconscious. "I'm so sorry, Drew," Jette whispered, her eyes seeking solace in his gaze. "I never meant for any of this to hurt you. We need to find a way to break free from this nightmare—together." In that moment, Drew and Jette confronted the enigma that bound them—the nightmare that had spilled into reality. The threads of understanding, woven through the shared journey of dreams and waking moments, became a tapestry that held the promise of navigating through the shadows and emerging into the light of a reality untainted by the haunting

That latent feeling of having our necks under a fucking guillotine at any moment… they need to be doing everything right, I don't have the clout to be Antoinette. With almost fifteen days confined inside the apartment, I couldn't have a single decent night's sleep after waking up, Katarina had nightmares every night and even though Theo was taking turns with me, I couldn't sleep anymore after waking up to her screams. The feeling of being relieved by waking up to the sounds of my sister's pain, whatever the fuck Salvatore did to her and however Jack got rid of him, it still wasn't enough. In addition to all the shit involved in our marriages, there are ghosts that nobody likes to meet again.

We would always end the call right as I was about to drift off to sleep and he'd always tell me goodnight and that he'd see me in my dreams. The morning had gone by in a blur. Our usual Friday night pizza and horror movies had been cut short due to the girls above us flooding their dorm. We had stayed at Sams sorority for the night and had spent all morning cleaning up the mess . Thankfully nothing was damaged and nothing had really gotten wet other then the carpet and our couch, which we had been meaning to replace anyways.

“Go to sleep. We have classes in the morning.” She groaned. “Stupid shool. Stupid responsibilities. I’m not even an adult, and we’re adulting.” The next few days passed, and we all just sort of settled back into our normal from before Kimi and Rose were accepted into that shitty sorority. The only weird thing happened Wednesday night.

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

I found myself in an unfamiliar bed, and it jolted me awake. The air was filled with the aroma of food. I looked around and found myself in a clean apartment. My clothes weren't changed, thank goodness. Someone texted me. Samuel. 'Working overtime tonight. Happy Valentine's Day, honey.' I scrolled through TikTok. Samuel probably had no idea that I knew his secret account's details. He had a short uploaded. That bastard was having fun with some ladies. They looked fresh and innocent. He had a good eye for them, I guess.

There was a certain eagerness in her baby blue eyes, and a friendliness that put me oddly at ease. “Alpha Phi, and we’re the largest in the state. I knew I had to meet you after that whirlwind of an announcement! Our sorority’s vision is lifting powerful women, not breaking them down. It’s so amazing that our Luna is the embodiment of that!” She smiled sweetly, her words warm and surprisingly honest. The tips of her manicure tapped across the phone in her hands, as she opened the camera app. Her lips looked even more pouty when she asked, “I run the sorority’s I***a. Could I get a few pictures with you, Luna? Pretty please? You’ll send our followers through the roof, and just in time for Spi