The Missions The Nightmares They're Finally Over Novels & Stories

“Well, I'll take this mission too. He really knows how to bother an old woman like me.” Turning to me, Nadine said, “And Aurora, Bianca, Selena, Ethan, Nathan, and Lucas are all on their journeys to discover themselves and their strengths. They'll be back in a month or maybe two, who knows. And I must leave too; Alex has given me a new mission.” “Can I know what your mission is?” I asked, immediately realizing it might be impolite to inquire about a secret mission. “It's not a secret, don't worry,” Nadine smiled. “My next mission is... that...” She trailed off, glancing towards the window.

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

"Alright, we can do that." Eric, sounding like he had been deflated, murmured, "Well, whatever makes you happy, Yara." Right as their words hung in the air– Ding! Ding! Ding! The system alerts chimed in. [Conquest target: Eric, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Conquest target: Lance, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Conquest target: Ron, heart rate 100%. Mission accomplished.] [Congrats, host! All three conquest missions are a wrap! Tallying up rewards...]

They’ve never really cared. Is that what you truly think? Your mother was heartbroken hearing you admit and then tell the story of what happened! Brian, Patrick, dad, and Tiernan are seconds away from flying to New York, infiltrating EVERY Pride there and killing anyone with the name Wyatt and anyone who looks like him. I just can’t do this anymore T. I can’t keep having these nightmares and I can’t keep living with this hanging over me. Well, you don’t get to give up so. Goodnight, Si. Everything goes black as Tala takes over.

I've received no answer, which means that she stills on the plane. I was feeling exhausted. I didn't sleep for more than a day. Just as I close my eyes, all sorts of scary nightmares started hunting me. In one nightmare, my mother steal Malea, and another one the two girls played around the white rose, then the dark smoke stole Malea. Last but of course not least, Keyla runs off with girls. I woke up terrified from my last nightmare, then kept delaying Keyla's number again, and again, until she answers. Only then I started feeling less worried.

As sleep wrapped me in its arms, with it came the nightmares. I was standing in the middle of the same forest that I always ended up in. Everything was cold and silent. Blood was on my hands and when I looked at the floor, Micah, Nikki and Rachael were lying lifeless at my feet. Their bodies were twisted in an inhumane way and my heart sank at the sight. I let out a loud scream as I fell to my knees.

The only thing I could get out of my mouth that would keep me calm was “We are over. I don’t love you and I’ve never truly loved you. We’re done.” The next few minutes were a blur of tears, begging, and then came the words that almost cost her life “she will regret this” Luckily for Madison, Jack and Kayden had come outside to see what was going on and were able to restrain me. None of this was normal and I knew that, but I had to have her; every inch of her, every thought, every movement, everything. She. Was. Mine. Ally’s POV

Once the determined crew was tamed she invited the kitchen staff in to help them do things the right way while she and a couple of the staff cleaned everything up to give them a clean space to teach. Ife couldn’t resist cleaning with a magical touch. Once everything was ready they served the pack a hearty breakfast. A breakfast full of gratitude and love. The other half of the pack in Africa also got a love filled home cooked meal. They spent the day as a family, park time with the pups and their friends. A picnic for lunch and some water fun in the evening. Everything seemed normal until the undead surrounded them and ushered them back home. The pack grounds looked desolate. Strange beings

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.

Almost human. Almost. I take out the new prepaid phone and send another message to Evie: “He can’t get out of bed anymore. Not long now. Keep Matthew away. Tell the three I love them. Tell them I’m almost free.” Delete. Break. Dispose. I return to the bed. I lie down beside the monster who created me and close my eyes. For the first time in a long time, I sleep without nightmares. Because his nightmares are only just beginning.