Waking Nightmares Skyrim Novels & Stories

After three back-to-back nights of working until 3:00 am, I dropped dead. Honestly, I thought it was a relief and that my 23 years of corporate misery had finally come to a blissful end. But when I opened my eyes, I found myself transmigrated into a horror game. Right now, I was sitting in a classroom. A hanging ghost dangled from the blackboard, and its long tongue was dragging across the floor. A jumper ghost was doing a handstand on the desk with its eyeballs stretched six feet out of their sockets.

I freeze, water overflowing from the glass and splashing onto my hands. But when I look again, there's nothing. Just trees swaying in the night breeze. Get it together, Kaia. It was just a nightmare. I drink the water in three long gulps and head back to bed, but sleep doesn't come easily. Every time I close my eyes, I see ravens falling from the sky and hear that figure's terrifying scream.

“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.

Exhausted and frustrated, she finally decided to get some rest, hoping that sleep would bring clarity. That night, she was plagued by unsettling dreams. The shadowy realm of Nyxterra reappeared in her sleep, its endless twilight sky and eerie silence wrapping around her like a shroud. In the dream, she wandered through the desolate landscape, calling out for Elias, but the shadows swallowed her voice, leaving her isolated and lost.

SKYLER’S POV After falling asleep thinking about my mother, I wake up the next morning from a restless sleep. I didn’t get more than an hour’s sleep at a time due to my nightmares. I haven’t had the nightmare about the rogue that killed my mum for nearly four years, but last night he kept coming back. The difference with last night’s nightmares was that each time I woke and then went back to sleep, the rogue kept changing, first one was of the original stinky brown rogue, in the next one the rogue was my dad attacking me, then it was James. In each nightmare, the rogue changed and I would wake up just before they killed me, as in my dreams there is no one there to save me. The next one was E

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.

he said. I wanted to believe him. I needed to believe him. But belief didn’t stop the nightmares. That night, I barely slept. Visions twisted through my mind like smoke. I saw blades dripping with blood, wolves howling in agony, the moon blackening above a battlefield soaked in ash. I woke gasping, my throat raw, and my body damp with sweat. But it wasn’t just a nightmare. It was a warning. And the moment I sat up, heart racing, I felt it.

I went back to my bed and finally, I also felt drowsy, I hope I don't have nightmares anymore. MAXIMUS WALTER SKYLER P.O.V I stayed here in Freeda's room, earlier I heard her screaming. We all woke up and we all went inside her room. She has nightmares and can't sleep. I sat in the chair and I was drowsy, I felt like I was asleep but I never forget to watch Freeda. He was lying on her bed, I opened my eyes and stood up. I walked over to the bed and checked to see if she was asleep. I took the blanket and covered it here. I saw that she was cold, I could also hear that she was snoring. I just shook my head and went back there in the chair. I will not get out of here until morning.

he closed his eyes again and had not even fallen back into sleep when it happened again. It was a whimper. A low rumble. And then Sky jolted awake. Moon was having nightmare. He wanted to scream but all Sky could hear was mumbling sound. A wounded sound as if he was in pain, as if he was calling anyone, someone, to help him. His legs were shaking and his feet were moving as if he was trying to get a hold on the ground. His fingers were trembling. He wanted to hold something. Lexi shifted in his sleep too because there was no way he couldn’t feel it.

54 Screams of people, blood skimming across the ground, and arrows raining above me. Everything felt like the end of the world, but it wasn't. Quivering, I instantly gasped, as I fully awoke from my nightmare. My back aches in response to my minute movement, it seems that I slept with my muscles tensed and though it was nothing compared to the pain during my ritual, the mental trauma was something I couldn't shake off that easily. The room I was in was dark and lonely, however, a big window from my right provided just the needed light to see who I had for the company.