Chris X Nightmare Novels & Stories

He stared at me openmouthed for several seconds before he could react. “I...” He clarified his voice again so he could speak, “Pierre drugged me when I saw that you weren't reacting and I started to act out of myself, and I fell on my face, I just woke up, honey. And then the doctor was explaining me what they had done to you.” That broke my heart. Chris had almost lost his sanity and now I could feel his fear flooding every pore of his body. And he thought I’d be up to leave him? What a silly man.

I was surprised she did not wake up from me suddenly bringing her to me. “She may get mad at me telling you this but I think you should know the nightmares they happen every night. Maybe they aren’t all nightmares. I heard them refer to another female as Luna, maybe you aren’t through hurting her yet.” I grow escapes my throat but Chris continues like it never happened. “One of us usually tries to be in the room if we can. We attempt to restrain her, her nightmares vary between reliving what happened to her but always end in the same way her screaming and attacking herself. I never understood her reaction like that not until I heard you killed her now I understand that is how she died. There

Marc frowned deeply. “My mate’s not here. I’d feel ‘em. Sophie said she felt Trey on her birthday like he was in the next room. My mate isn’t here.” “Alright. You don’t have to go straight away… Next week is still fine.” “Why wait? You were right. A mate will steady me.” “You’re fine Chris,” Klara stated affectionately. Chris didn’t respond. He was far from fine… he hadn’t been fine for nine years. Not really. Not properly. His mind went back to those five months too regularly. His nightmares had never receded. The panic over certain smells, certain sounds too regular.

“What the hell are you thinking?” Chris asked, his cool tone edged with clear contempt for Dominic’s intelligence. Dominic fired back, “Then you tell me what the hell this is.” Who would believe it? Chris ran Xander Corporation. He was the head of the Xander family. But in the middle of the night, this cold, arrogant man had put in colored contacts, slapped on fake scars, and even worn a muscle suit. Then he had risked ruining his reputation just to sneak out of detention.

~Chris xx. "

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

I was grateful for their unwavering support but I could not shake the feeling of unease that had settled over me. "I know you're all trying to help and I know you guys mean well, but these nightmares... they're so vivid, so real. I can't shake the feeling that he's still watching me, waiting for a chance to strike again." I said. "Dannie, it's all over. Chase is in prison, he's behind bars. You're safe now, and he can't hurt you anymore, I promise." Alyssa said, squeezing my hand tighter.

He noticed her gaze was on the gun. "Does the gun bother you?" He asked. "Not at all." She responded. "You have to pick a movie, Yulia." He reminded her, trying to make her forget about the crash. "A horror movie, remember?" She nodded. "Can I have your phone then?" He handed his phone to her and she unlocked it. He watched her as she went through his phone. "No N*****x? How am I going to watch the movie then?" Alexander ruffled his hair, he was not a movie person. That was the reason why he had no N*****x. Taking his phone from her, he installed N*****x and paid for the subscription.

Tris woke up in the middle of the night, her heart racing and her body drenched in sweat. She had had a nightmare, a vivid and disturbing dream that had left her feeling shaken and uneasy. In the dream, she had seen Chris, her former lover, embracing another woman, Anne. The image had been seared into her mind, and Tris couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal and hurt that lingered long after she woke up. She glanced at the clock on her nightstand and saw that it was still 3 am. The house was quiet, the only sound the distant ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway.