Sweet Nightmare Series Novels & Stories

Not even five minutes later, the two of them entered the room carrying plates with cupcakes. "Mommy!" Zenith ran towards me and hugged my waist. "I miss you." "I miss you too, baby. Why are you sweating so much? Were you running around again?" I scolded him and got up from the bed to get him a new shirt. He didn't smell bad, but his shirt was wet with sweat, and he might get sick again.

She ogled at me angrily as tears threatened to dropped down her soft cheek. "Lov–" She hanged up her hand towards me and rushed back to her room. ~~~~ How are you viewing "nightmares" How is this going to end? 😶😶😶😶 ©Lharry's pen

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 .

The cut is right on my elbow so yeah you know what it means right? "Yaaa why are you showering so early?" Dean is still in dreamland. It's like he's sleep walking "I just-" I sneeze, he ruffled my hair and chuckled "Here." He put a hot pack to my nose and I smiled "Thank you." I walked back to my tent and see Lia is sleeping soundly. I walked out and decided to take a walk around here. It's still 5 a.m and I kept sneezing. Suddenly I forgot about Jake.

“Sweety, this is Mirasol, who has been taking care of me ever since and her two housemates Tanya and Rica.” “Good morning, Ma’am, Sir,” they greeted us. I think they’re in their twenties. The tall one named Tanya is not modest, while the one named Rica is thin with a slender body. I glanced at Mirasol, and her body was also not medium in height and quite fat. I also noticed the gray hair that was starting to grow in her hair. “Come on, and the food will be cold,” she said before pulling Tanya and Rica by the hand.

So soft, calm, and soothing while he can be prancing furious tiger at the office sometimes. “She is a pervert!!!” Mike purposely craned his neck towards Jessica’s direction and spat it aloud. Annoyed, still, Jessica didn’t dare to talk back and dug low into the sofa-a scared cat. Then Mike’s attention dragged back to Sarah and he looked down at the half-empty ice cream tub in her hand. “What is this?” “Mint and chocolate chip cookies” Mike narrowed his eyes “I can see that!!! How are you supposed to sleep with that much sugar pumped in your body in the middle of the night?”

He was so near that she now smelled his sweet perfume , the body perfume which was now making her become weaker and to make it worse with the position they were in she realized that his chest was resting on one of her breasts . Author's note To be continued ............

Kayla asked while pointing in a certain direction. In that direction was a young man. Surrounding him was the smell of piss and sweat. The boy's face was pale and a look of horror and hopelessness was imprinted onto it. He looked traumatized and the boy was none other than Jace. "Hey, you!" Lucas called out harshly. The boy flinched before looking back at Lu7cas, his whole body trembling. Seeing his reaction, Lucas broke out into a large grin but to Jace, that was the devil's grin.

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

You’re going to be okay now. Grace blinked, working to focus. Slowly, the shapes standing around her bedside became human. Half sitting up, she realised her fists were still full of the wool sweater worn by the larger of the two males. The immense, fierce-looking African American with the skull-trimmed hair and linebacker shoulders, whose deep voice had helped pull her out of the drowning terror of her nightmare.