Nightmare X Dream Novels & Stories

The room, once divided by shadows, became a space where the tendrils of reality and nightmare intertwined—a delicate dance between the conscious and the unconscious. "I'm so sorry, Drew," Jette whispered, her eyes seeking solace in his gaze. "I never meant for any of this to hurt you. We need to find a way to break free from this nightmare—together." In that moment, Drew and Jette confronted the enigma that bound them—the nightmare that had spilled into reality. The threads of understanding, woven through the shared journey of dreams and waking moments, became a tapestry that held the promise of navigating through the shadows and emerging into the light of a reality untainted by the haunting

His breath slowed. His hands relaxed. And without warning— The room melted. And the dream began. The Nightmare Smoke. Everywhere. It twisted like a serpent through the air, wrapping around his throat. He stumbled through it—barefoot, shirt torn, hands dripping blood that wasn't his. "Xavier..." The voice came from nowhere, yet it pulsed through his bones. He stepped over a broken spear. All around him, wolves lay fallen—some he recognized. Some he didn't. Their eyes stared blankly at the stars.

NIGHTMARE I was walking and was scared I heard my name being call I look around but saw no one,I keep walking and heard my name when I turn back no one as I look at my front he was there and he say am coming I woke up and was scared,I started crying I didn't know my cry was loud and the doctor came in Hey Alex,Alex what wrong His coming he say his coming Who is coming Alex The vampire Alex listen to me you have a bad dream no one coming ok,you are safe

She went to her bed and crawled under the covers. “I keep seeing you…” she whispered as she closed her eyes. I frowned, unsure of what she meant. I thought maybe it was just her fever speaking. “You keep appearing in my dreams. I saw you with that bad man… that scary man.” She must have been talking about Xander. Raya had mentioned that Wren keeps having these nightmares about Xander coming to get me. “I’m okay,” I breathed to her. “I promise, I’m not going anywhere anymore. I’m so sorry I haven’t been here…”

Nina I wake up gasping, my throat raw and dry, and my body drenched in sweat. The nightmare still lingers, clinging to me like a second skin. My chest is tight, and I can’t shake the feeling that something’s horribly, horribly wrong. I sit up, wiping my face with the back of my hand, but it doesn’t help. The images from the dream are burned into my mind. Jaxon. His body, lifeless, sprawled across the cold ground. Blood pooling beneath him, his eyes vacant, distant. His mouth… he was calling my name. But he wasn’t alive.

REID The events of the day replay in my dreams all night like a horror movie that I can’t turn off. I’m back on that ridge, watching as Xavier staggers toward Gray, lunging in a last desperate attempt to fight him off. I see Gray tear out his throat again, hear the gurgling sound as Xavier struggles for air, blood spurting from the gaping wound in his neck and staining the snow. This time, though, when I go to turn away, something gives me pause. I look back to see Xavier rise again, still bleeding from the neck but still very much alive. Everyone else has their backs turned, and I open my mouth to warn them, but no sound comes out…

Soon, my heart beat was back to normal, and I just lay there, head on his shoulder. Why does Xavier's face keep showing up? The first time I had this nightmare was when we were apart for like a week after I announced Jason and I were getting married, only to wake up to him in my room, obviously watching me. Back then, I assumed it was because he had been on my mind all day. I felt it was bound to happen. But it keeps happening. The face never changes. It's Xavier. But in those dreams, he's known as CEO Nicholas, the man dad wanted selling me off to for a price.

All I could hear was a voice calling out my name. No matter where I looked, I couldn't see who was calling me but their voices kept on getting closer. It sounded so familiar. “Kira! Open your eyes. You're dreaming!” I heard the voice saying again and again. My body shook in fear as I jolted awake. My eyes focused on Xavier who had a worried expression on his face as he slouched over me. “Hey, you're awake” he said, his fingers massaging my scalp. “You were having a intense nightmare”

I just get so cold. When I sleep, I dream. Every single dream I have is of Xavier. It starts out sweet, him holding me and pointing out constellations. He will kiss my forehead, my nose, my lips. It is always so sweet. Then, it turns into a nightmare. One of those people, who look like there is something wrong with them, comes out. They rip me away and Xavier can never get me back. I fight and fight, so much, but to no avail. Then I wake up to Lycer shaking me, telling me that it's only a nightmare. It's like part of a never ending process. "Celestial? Are you okay?" I snapped my gaze to see Lycer looking at me in worry. I nodded my head but I wasn't okay. I felt numb.

From this, it could be seen that Dreamless Nightmare's battle power at the moment, didn't seem to be high, it was just that he was able to control people with his nightmares, and the most fragile part of a person's heart was often presented in the form of a nightmare, and everyone, had nightmares. Xiao Dust held the Blood Lotus Demon Blade and looked around, both eyes covered in blood, "You monster derived from someone else's nightmare, you can't even be considered a walking corpse, come out! Bastard!" "Huh. ......" "Hehe your mom's head!" Xiao Chuan listened to the sound and kicked to the back, kicking at Dream Nightmare with unerring precision, kicking him down and directly smashing a smal