The Mission The Nightmares Novels & Stories

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,"

Literal shivers ran down my spine, as I watched them load up their respective rifles and pistols, in preparation for the task ahead. Apparently, three people were going to be right with me; Jordan, Mia and Steven. The rest were going to be stationed in strategic positions, outside the warehouse, just in case. A fresh wave of panic had started to wash over me, as I thought of how impossible it would be to get past them. Why would Brandon even go through this much to rescue me? Was a problematic, college stripper with daddy issues, worth all these trouble? "Il dolore rosso, isn't it?" Mia said, bending down to look me right in my eyes.

When an angel leave the world, it took away the peace that once graced by us. ~~~~~~~~~~ As Arlet abruptly awoke in the dead of night, her body was drenched in sweat. She rubbed her eyes to clear her vision, realizing she was in her hotel room next to Milo’s room. She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, feeling the remnants of a vivid nightmare that echoed Raya’s desperate cries. The weight of their last conversation lingered in Arlet’s mind, and she couldn’t help but blame herself for Raya’s pain. She recognized that her nightmare was a result of overthinking the situation.

There's no goddamn way out and my dad wouldn't be there for a few minutes yet. We were literally screwed. The one who appears to be the leader approaches calmly, demonstrating that he is sure of his every step, the black mask preventing any form of identification except for the tattoo going up the neck and the earring on the right side adorning the ear. “We just want the girl,” he says, his voice heavy with a thick accent. I look at Cosmo, taking in his stiff posture, his shoulders tense, his hands opening and then clenching into fists, his leg slamming against the floor of the car.

He smiled sadly and said, “You don't have to feel bad about it. I know you would have told us earlier if you could.” My heart melted at his words. He doesn't blame me. I kept repeating that to myself over and over again. I bobbed my head up and down, suddenly feeling at ease. “Thank you, Dad.” “So,” Richmond cleared his throat, looking pale, “What does this mean for you? The nightmares, does it hold any connection to the Lycans or were they just ordinary nightmares?” “They might be connected to them,” Beta Riley contributed for the first time. We all fixed our attention on him, a silent urge for him to continue. “Well, I don't know anymore than you do but there's someone who interprets dream

She asked, concern etched on her face. "Oh mom, I'm okay. I had a nightmare and I couldn't go back to sleep anymore so I decided to take a walk to clear my head." I explained. The Luna nodded understandingly and gestured for me to follow her. We made our way to a clearing, where she built a fire. We sat down next to each other, and I felt a sense of calm wash over me. The warmth of the fire was comforting, and the Luna's presence was reassuring. I told her about my troubles, about the nightmares that had been haunting me since we arrived here. I told her about the fear that I felt, about the uncertainty of the upcoming mission. She listened intently, her eyes never leaving mine.

“I had a nightmare last night. Andrei told me he didn’t want to take over his father’s pack. He is considering moving here permanently. And that’s not bad news, but I always dreamt of leaving here. I love it... I just hate knowing Mom is close. It’s so stupid, but when I went to sleep, I dreamt of dad. He was screaming about how ungrateful I am, trying to grab me and force me back to that wretched place. I haven’t dreamt of him in so long it scared me awake, and I might have freaked Andrei out. He’s never experienced one of our nightmares. He didn’t know what to do.” Does it ever stop? The dreams of that man. I hope he’s dead. I hope someone broke into the pack, attacked him while he begged

on us in the middle of the mission. Not only his sanity, but he and Asteria were on the line. There were also victims. No, the better word for them is survivors of the horrors that happen within those walls. As usual, our missions could be very early in the morning or under the cover of the night. We never attacked in plain sight. This mission was scheduled to depart by 6 pm, so we would be in our spots by 8 pm, with plenty of time to set everything up and start close to 10.

Pepper Rei felt the dread Creeping up her back, When she saw Hundreds and Thousands of shapes, Reaching her tacke Not souls, but bodies they latched, Gurgling sound and distorted face They filled the space, To master Pepper Rei Who was very new to this illusion She wanted to flee the site of nightmares So she screamed some more to wake Her up from this nasty dream But her screams followed More horrid scenes With dripping blood and popping eyes She now felt little Missy Huddled closely with her left leg Till footsteps hurried and soothed The ruffled girl With love and pecks but ignored Pepper Rei

Ruby laid in Liam's arms, she still couldn't fall asleep, nothing could help her fall asleep, not after the nightmare she witnessed today, it was horrors upon horrors, and the diary Liam found, it will be filled with more horrors and she knew it wasn't going to stop soon, this island was a ticking bomb and it might explode anytime soon "Doc, you need to get some sleep you really need to sleep, you can't keep going like this," "I know, but I can't seem to fall asleep, I just feel like I shouldn't talk asleep,"