The American Nightmare Book Novels & Stories

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

The next day David woke up early since it was Saturday he had nowhere to go. He He decided to go and check up on Stella and admit his feelings for her. He decided to stop being a coward and take responsibility for her pregnancy. He was ready to do anything for her to forgive him and give him a second chance. He went to her door and was about to knock when he heard her talking but this time it seems like her constant nightmare she always tell him about. He opened the door and went inside and Tru to his thought she was having a nightmare. He walked up to her on the bed and woke her up cuddling her. "Is okay baby. I'm here don't be scared." He started coaxing her when she started crying. "David

After the boys had left my room, I went through my bag and pulled out my favorite book, Night Flame, by Catherine Hart. I sat back in my chair by the window, prepared to spend the rest of the afternoon reading when a shiver ran down my spine. I jumped out of my seat and spun around to see a pair of yellow eyes glowing in the corner of the room. As those eyes drew closer to me, I realized that it was Simon, the fae that came to warn me the other day.

Her granny called her almost everyday just to know what she saw the previous night and Juana would tell her everything. Sometimes, Juana didn't see anything at all, sometimes she saw good things, but most times, she had nightmares. When her granny called to ask about her dream the night after she saw something about avocados, Juana refused to tell her about it because it involved someone dying. The person was dying. Not dead. She didn't want to imagine any of her parents or even her granny dying, when she tried to, the imagination hurt her so much she got bad headaches. Juana felt like telling someone about it, talking to someone about her whole life, but she wanted a neutral person because

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,"

___________________________________________________________________________ Nightmare /ˈnʌɪtmɛː/ noun 1. a frightening or unpleasant dream. "I had nightmares after watching the horror movie" a very unpleasant or frightening experience or prospect. "the nightmare of racial hatred" ___________________________________________________________________________ 17 / 08 / 2021 1 : 00am

Dave mocked. He took Sylvia’s hand and walked away, leaving us frozen. “Is that man really going to marry Sylvia?” Greg groaned. “Why do you care?” I yelled, storming upstairs. Everything was crashing too fast. How could Sylvia enter the Colombo family? The family I had dreamed of all my life? I won’t allow it.

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Annemarie continued, "contains all the spells you need to familiarize yourself with. With this book, River, you can be anything you want to be." River stared at the book, mesmerized by the cryptic symbols and the power it seemed to radiate. Uncertainty nibbled at her. Was she truly ready for this kind of responsibility? Becoming Alpha meant not just wielding power, but protecting her pack… something she only knew how to do for Rain. Hesitantly, she reached out and gingerly took the book from Annemarie's wrinkled hand. The leather felt cool and smooth beneath her fingertips, and a weird sense of calmness washed over her as she held it.

He had killed my child and livestreamed my suffering online. Even though Jeremy had arranged for his people to deal with the live stream and its aftermath, I was still burning with shame and didn't want to go out in public. My voice was heavy with resentment as I said, "I told you that you'd regret what you were about to do. You wouldn't have ended up like this if you had listened to me and released me." Walter sneered, "Alice, you just got lucky latching onto my brother. Sure, he beat me up, but do you actually believe he'd kill me for you?"