Sweet Nightmare Novels & Stories

I kicked off my shoes and climbed up onto my bed, pulling my knees tightly to my chest. I looked at the glass of blended fruit, and a bitter, self-deprecating laugh escaped my lips. I knew right then that it would definitely be pointless drinking the smoothie. My insomnia definitely wasn't a smoothie problem. It was an Easton problem. It was a thick, muscular, tattooed problem that no amount of blended tart cherries, kiwis, and bananas could ever solve.

said Andrew trying to calm Olivia. Olivia let go of Andrew's arms and looked at the green-eyed man. "I feel the effects of the medicine are very bad. Now I have forgotten what I did before but my body feels so tired that I have nightmares," Olivia said calmly. The woman had now shown her sadness in front of Andrew. This wasn't the first time Olivia had forgotten something after sleeping. "That's probably because you are too tired. I heard from Margareth, before you were very excited to make cupcakes in the kitchen. I think that's why you were tired and forgot everything that happened while sleeping," said Andrew.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

I sigh walking in the bedroom and plopping down on the bed . Its hardly been three days and I am already getting tired of this works . I roll my eyes taking my phone but I froze as I heard the door open . Swiftly hiding the phone under my leg I look up to see Ruth , " Hey , you want something ?" I spoke . He just stared at me . Making me super uncomfortable . " W-What ?" I ask and he took tow steps ahead and suddenly I was alert . " Ruth " I questioned and he gave a sigh . " Nothing , just ..go sleep " He said slamming the door shut making me confused .

Sarena’s head was spinning and her eyes were blurry. The sharp pain from her core made her scream out, but her voice was swallowed in a hot kiss. The kiss was so hot that it was as if it would burn her soul. Her dry throat was finally moisturized by the sweet juice, and groans and moans overflowed their lips. “Mate! Mine!” A deep whisper echoed in her ears. Sarena couldn’t think in the right way, then she fell unconscious.

arrogant, cruel, dangerous. Yet my heart ache for him in ways I don’t understand. I turn over, clutching the pillow. When I finally drift off, it isn’t peace that meets me. The dream returns, this time Misha is with me in the fire screaming and tearing me apart…. Fire Screams Blood Fire Screams Blood Over and Over again.

“Please grab Cooper we need to go, like right now.” Slowly Lyrica gets to her f*et and trudges over to Cooper; who is now sitting up looking a bit disorientated. I wave my hand at him calling him to come over to me, slowly he nods his head and climbs to his f*e, with Lyrica’s help he is able to walk over to me and stand beside me. I explain what the monster had said to me and he nods his head in understanding. Slowly we head out, I count the steps in my head 1,2,3,4,5,6... This continues for what f*els like hours. We stop for lunch at step 580. Quickly we eat some of the food Cooper had packed and continue on our way. Meanwhile my brain is suffering from all the thoughts that are coming to m

The aerator bubbles tickled my ribs, fizzing against my skin like tiny electric shocks. The smell was worse in the dark, thick, alive, rotting. I could taste it on my tongue. Fish scales stuck to my arms, my stomach. Something soft and slimy bumped my calf, shit. A dead pogie, probably. Jame’s hand found my throat in the dark, holding on possessively. “You sure?” he whispered. Voice low, rough, almost lost under the engine drone and the slap of waves on the hull. I answered by grabbing his belt. The buckle clinked loudly in the confined space.

From the darkness of the metro tunnel, dozens of glowing red eyes, larger than those of the Shadow Crawlers, emerged. The low growl from before had transformed into a sickening, squelching sound, like someone chewing on grotesque gum, and their breath released a sweet, sticky vapor into the air. The smell of fishy rust and damp earth was suddenly overwhelmed by the nauseating, rotting scent of vanilla. "Sucrose Zombies!" Lia shrieked, her eyes wide with terror, gripping her rusted iron pipe tightly.

Slow and soft and entirely unhurried, the kind of kiss that had nothing to prove and everything to give. When it ended, I settled back against his chest without a word. His arms tightened around me, and I closed my eyes, finding the steady beat of his heart under my ear and letting it do what it had been doing all night. Neither of us said anything else. We simply held each other in the quiet dark of the apartment and let sleep come gently, finally safe inside the truth of what we both felt. The sound hit before I was fully awake. A crash so loud and so violent that I was sitting upright before my eyes had even properly opened, my heart already slamming against my ribs with the particular ur