The Angel Of My Nightmare Novels & Stories

I launched myself off the couch, sprinting up the stairs and throwing her bedroom door open. Angelina was thrashing under the covers, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she frantically muttered to herself. She was having a terrible nightmare, her arms wrapped tightly around her own body in defense. Before I even realized what I was doing, I rushed to the edge of the bed. "Angel," I said softly, reaching out to gently touch her shoulder. "Hey, it's okay." She kept crying, violently shaking her head as she begged for help. "Love, wake up. It's fine, it's just a dream," I pleaded, giving her shoulder a light shake.

Only the certainty that whatever I had seen had been meant to break me. The door flew open. “My lady?” Angel rushed in, her voice tight with alarm as she crossed the room in quick strides. “What happened?” I swallowed hard and forced myself upright, pressing a hand to my chest. My pulse was still racing beneath my skin. “I—I had a nightmare,” I said. My voice sounded thinner than I wanted it to. “I can’t remember it. I just… woke up scared.” She studied me closely, eyes searching my face as if expecting to see blood or madness staring back at her.

The light that had not stopped devouring since it was released from the orb, stopped when it met this gang. It gradually grew smaller, but it was still big enough to destroy the castle and those in it. "This is the savior of the world...." The light spoke..for ten thousand years, it has never met people with abilities such as these two. "The first and last of this world, Madeline Rothschild, born of Barron the high elf and Reyna the angel of light...." Angel of light, her mother was the angel of light, Madeline looked at the sun and suddenly felt she saw her mother's face in it.

he replied while opening the door for me. "Let's go," I said, taking my steps towards the car, and immediately left for the inauguration of my hospital's special ward. It was all part of my plan to gain sympathy from the general public, but I had a different, more sinister plan. I would do anything to maintain my innocent angelic image in society. Some people think of me as an angel, and others see me as a god. But I am the devil. As I sat in the car, I couldn't help but let out a cruel smile.

Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow. Kram faced everyone and deeply breathed slowly, worried and restless. His wings slowly went down as he sighed in fear and worry, “A vampire was awakened in the human world,” he said, loud and clear for everyone to hear him. All eyes looked at him in horror; the angels looked at each other at the same time, some got worried and some began to panic. They were not expecting the news, and what’s worst was it was an unexpected predicament, something they never heard for too many years, something that they never wanted to know at all

"My angel...my angel...do you know how fucking pathetic you sound, Kothari? You've been chanting that endlessly the entire way here, and yet you are too stupid to see the truth of the matter. I am weary of listening to you, so let's have this out once and for all." Agony took off his dark glasses, running a hand through the lock of dark hair falling across his brow. Dark brown contact lenses hid the crimson red of his eyes, and he reached up to remove them, tired of the pretence. "Let's discuss your Angel, Kothi. Explain to me just exactly what makes Dara Romanov this mystical creature you've spent your entire life coveting?"

Angel kisses me softly on the lips and walks away from me, letting big white wings sprout from her back, - Angel? I call out to him, but he takes off into the sky as he says goodbye. - Annngellll! Annngellll don't go. My mom wakes me up, and I grab my shoulders. It had been a dream. A dream that started out beautiful and ended up like my worst nightmare. Angel is going to "fly" out of my life, and I don't know what to do. - Klaus, it was just a nightmare. - my mother says. - No, it wasn't just a nightmare. - I answered her crying.

I answered Patrick still seemed confused so I stood up and walked over to him. "May I?" I asked holding out my hands. He looked worried but placed his hands in mine. Craig stepped up to my back and put his arm around me, protectively. I looked into Patrick's eyes. {He's happy not to be the next Alpha. He hopes that Craig will keep him as a first though. He likes that position. It's powerful but not as dangerous and he needs to keep his family safe. He has two little boys at home and a newly changed wife, Virginia the one you met at the party. They were going to wait to change her and have another child but when the Nightmare came, he didn't want to risk her getting sick. He adores her and hi

The situation with Draven must really be getting to him) I rubbed his cheek as I continue to kiss his face. He slowly started to stir, and I stared at his face as he started to blink his eyes awake. As I stare at him I can feel a lonely tear run down my cheek and he takes his thumb to wipe it away. “You had a nightmare because of me.” I said to him trying to hold back more ears from falling. “Did I?” “Yes, you did. You were begging Draven to leave me alone and not to touch me or you would kill him.” “It’s not because of you angel, it’s because of my feeling for you, it is my fault that I am having nightmares. I can’t lose you to him.”

That voice… chills run down my spine, my legs turning into jelly. No, it couldn’t be him. He wasn’t supposed to find me. This is just some creep who wants to hook up with me. Yet, when my hair was brushed away from my shoulders and I felt those electric lips on the base of my neck, I knew there was no mistake. I whirled around, hitting the cupboard with my hip. The pain was nothing as I stared into the eyes of the man who all my nightmares were about. “Miss me Angel?” XXX Mr. Brightside – The killers