Nightmare Sparkle の小説・ストーリー

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

It’s easy for her to just kill me and then run away or either stay and be with Kaiser. “So?…” Her brows knitted up, then she walked towards the door, and I heard the clicking of the bolt. “I think she wants to kill us” Sparkles said in a mocking tone, but I didn’t find that funny. Like, what’s funny with her killing us? “Oh Luna!” Her smile suddenly grew wide as her body began to stretch and expand; suddenly she shifted to a black, creepy monster with long canines and sharp claws. What the hell? “First of all, if you’re not a wolf then what creature are you?” Sparkles forced those words out of my mouth as I hit my forehead.

“You’re glowing. Like someone finally stopped surviving and started living.” Emerie looked at her reflection—healthier than she remembered, cheeks touched with warmth, eyes less haunted. “I’m not healed,” she said. “You’re healing,” Mira corrected. “That’s the part most people forget is allowed to look beautiful.” --- The Spark Festival marked the midpoint between summer’s bloom and autumn’s return. Thunder Paw filled with color—drapes of purple, silver lanterns, and tables lined with honeyed pears, roasted roots, and moonberry tarts.

Truly afraid. The End continued, WHEN THE DREAM AND THE HUNGER FIRST MET... Reality trembled. THEY DISCOVERED SOMETHING WAITING IN THE DARK. The stars dimmed and the fracture shook as the memories returned. It was an endless void, silent and empty. Then, a single light appeared—tiny, impossible, and beautiful. A spark. It was not created by Aurora, and it was not created by the Hunger. It was simply there. The first mystery. Aurora gasped as she remembered now—not fully, but enough. "The spark..."

The Dreamscape began to break apart, giant mirror-like pieces of it spinning off in every direction as Lily let out a cry of pleasure that sent a wave of energy outward in every direction. The bedroom was alive with sound and light as rings of fire burst out. Mike's blankets blew off the bed, his hips thrusting upward into the transparent body of Lily as she returned to the real world. Lily screamed, the house shaking with her cries, spraying Mike with her hot cinnamon flavored cum. Tink awoke, falling out of bed with large eyes as Lily's wings expanded to their full size, her tail whipping back and forth, completely out of control.

It was unusual for Haze to leave their room unlocked, especially considering the importance they placed on personal space. There, in the dimly lit room, I saw Haze on her bed, her body trembling and tears streaming down her face. It was evident that she was having a terrible nightmare. She was crying out in her dreams, her voice filled with desperation, 'Don't die, Ricky. Please don't leave me alone.' For a brief moment, I wondered who Ricky was, a flicker of jealousy arising within me, but I quickly pushed it aside. I called out, 'Haze, wake up, Haze,' as I shook her body, trying to wake her from the grips of her terrifying dream.

I asked, squinting my eyes trying to get a glimpse of the stranger. “Oh please I know more than your name bunny, I know everything about you” he said taking two more steps. “So you are a stalker then, how long have you been stalking me?” I panicked as I took more steps back. “I’m not a stalker bunny, I’m your nightmare” the voice said and just like the wind he disappeared into the shadows like he was never there, my heart sank into my stomach as his last words echoed in my head. I’m your nightmare.

However, I furrowed my brow when I found myself standing in a large, dark room painted entirely in black. Before I could ask any questions, a single dot of light fell from the ceiling, gently touching my shoulder without causing any harm. Then another dot of light followed, and suddenly, sparks rained from above. It appeared magical, almost surreal, as they gently landed in my hand. A smile graced my face as I outstretched my hand, catching them, but their fleeting existence soon ended. I gazed at him, his eyes shimmering like silver in the darkness, reflecting the sparks around us.

, he said. "2pm? Damn... I think I had too much to drink last night. I can't even remember what happened last night. All I remember was getting in and exchanging words with you. And then, a blackout.", she said. "Is that so?" She finally sat up and looked around. It was then she realized that she wasn't in her room. "Am I in your room?", She asked. "Yes" "Dude, you really are mentally deranged. Why would you have your room colored black throughout?", She asked.

If it came to be known that I have special powers, I’d be in grave danger of being taken away from my dad and locked up in a place I wouldn’t be able to escape from. So I logged off the chatting zone since Mya was now offline. Brendan was probably in the kitchen at his house by this time because he loved doing the women’s job. So I went on to playing a game on my phone although my mind wasn’t really into it. All that I could picture in my mind was Ashton Turner. His face was almost as if it was glued on my mind because I couldn’t keep from seeing it. What is it with him? I asked myself this question severally that night. I didn’t have the answer to it though. So in the end, I decided to reti