Romans & histoires The Mission The Nightmares

After that, Marcus stopped trying. Marcus had been convicted of fraud. Nothing violent. He was forty-one, with the tired face of a man who had spent his life avoiding trouble. Prison was supposed to be a brief stop, a lesson. But on his very first night, the nightmares began. From his very first day in prison, Marcus began having nightmares, always the same dream. He dreamed he was walking down a pitch-black alley. The walls were damp, the air thick with the smell of rotting fruit. Far ahead, a single streetlamp flickered, casting a weak yellow circle on the ground. Beneath that light stood a woman in a red dress. Her back was to him. Her hair was long and black, hanging like a curtain. And

"Don't worry, Sunshine, it's just a matter of time. Jack will be brought to book, and this time around, when he is caught, I won't spare him." She turns her face, looking at me with a sideways glance. I nod my head to confirm what I just said. Just then, I receive a mind link from Zach. "My Alpha, it's time." I give a lingering kiss on the back of her neck as if making a promise to her. It's a silent vow of my commitment and determination to protect her and our pack. "I'll have to go now," I say to her, the weight of the mission heavy on me. She turns around and asks, "Where?" "I'm going on a mission, I need all the strength I can get, and I'll draw that from you, knowing I'll come back to y

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.

He even begged me to visit him in his dreams, yearning to see me again in my next life. He wept bitterly and nearly fainted. But I felt no stirrings of emotion in my heart. Before I disappeared, I hugged my father, my mother, and my beloved Suzie. That was when the system appeared. [Host, you have failed the mission and are subject to termination.] Suzie's epilogue: I buried Genevieve, who had no blood relation to me. The mood in our house was somber for a month, but then I pulled myself together.

They enticed me with this nightmare so they just have to be ready. It is now pay-back time.

One night to breathe before facing everyone again. But I didn’t sleep. Not really. That night, my nightmares returned. And they came hard. The room was dark, but the nightmare was darker. I was back in the old facility. The one where I betrayed them. Where I hurt the children. Chains hung from the walls. Screams echoed in the air. I saw myself, standing tall, wearing black gloves. “Do it,” a voice said. “No,” I cried. But nightmare-Rosa did it. She pushed the button.

“How do you know?” Raven’s eyes glowed faintly with reflected aurora. “Because she’s calling for me.” --- Global Dreamspace — Nightmare Bloom Shadows rose like smoke along the horizon, their forms shifting, trembling with human fear. Nightmares made manifest. Faces twisted by guilt. Memories stained by wounds. Traumas long buried clawing their way into the shared dream. Sophia stepped forward. “No — not like this.” The nightmares surged, not malicious, but desperate — the unprocessed pain of billions seeking release all at once.

“Because if this mission fails… we won’t get another chance.” That night, I finally slept. Not because I felt safe. Not because the guilt was gone. I slept because I was completely exhausted. In my dreams, I saw shadows rising. I saw the fortress burning. I saw many wolves dying. And in the middle of everything… I saw myself. Covered in blood and darkness. A queen over nothing but death. I woke up suddenly, breathing hard. Kael rushed to my side. “Nightmare?” “Something like that.” “Do you want to talk about it?”

I shouted and my knees seemed to weaken to see that Dad was lifeless and his eyes were wide open looking in my direction. I stopped remembering an event I regretted witnessing. That was the death of my father. My chest was so heavy and I couldn't help but feel angry every time that I remembered that memory. The fear still lingered in my heart, after that incident the nightmares intensified. Sometimes I wished that everything was just a dream but I was in reality and I wanted to escape it. I was driving and I had an important place to go where I could get answers. The time was near for the big mission to begin, so I had to organize everything before taking the step. Freeda is already a part o

“Annatoria, you are not five years old. Please, be serious.” “I am serious, Director. I am not responsible for what you choose to believe, but trust me, I am completely sane. I went on that Lycan Mission and met the Lycan. He threatened my life up until the point I returned. And for the past three weeks, that creature has found ways to wreck my brain with strange things.” “Let’s say that you’re saying the truth,” his smile grew bigger, like he was determined to crumble my claims, “how do you explain working on a mission you weren’t assigned?”