Nighmares Stories

THE OFFICIAL REWRITE OF MY VERY FIRST STORY, 'The Other Side'!! Yes, this still will be a musical because I have nothing better to do- however, not every chapter will be a musical. I have revised some of the plot, changed some of the songs, and boom. Rewrite. ---- Gradient has lived.. quite the strange life. After learning that his father is both a sadist and a masochist, he ran away in fear from his home, via a failed teleportation attempt. Next thing he knew, he was stuck in an endless grey space which he did not know the name of. Thank goodness he liked being alone, otherwise Gradient would have gone insane in there. "Yeah, thats how I ended up here in the Beta- Void... or whatever you just called this space." After meeting a weird entity who was called 'Nightmare', and finally getting out of that goddamn void thing (via a successful teleportation attempt), Gradient has a new life ahead of him. Little did he know that said life would be even more crazier than the last. "Well, in that case, fuck me." "Let's fucking do this."

(Y/N) didn't want to be friend the popular kids. Nor had she ever dreamed that she would have a sleepover with them. But boy is she wrong when she is forced to go with the popular girls for a one night sleepover. But what (Y/N) doesn't know. Is that her life will change in that very night. "Well well well, look what we have here." Cover by: @ scryl.studio on Instagram

Welcome Home.. One sentence is enough to change her life. Will Grace have the courage to say it? A girl, lost between the frightening worlds she escapes into and the bitter reality she runs from. And amidst the hell of her life... there he was, the man she called "paradise."

TW: Swearing and slight gore Y/N reincarnates in the anti-void as a Voice... Will he befriend error or will they make them hate their guts? And will they meet other people? Only time will tell. Hello, this is going to be my first book and idk if it's going to be good so meh :v This story was inspired by transported as a voice by Virus_bOi, I obviously do not own undertale and I don't keep up that much with the fandom, so some personalities might be different, but hey. I can just say that it's a different multiverse ¦ ] The cover image is from Shira Wolfiecute on tumblr

(TW: unaliving thoughts and memories at the beginning. It gets better over time, don't worry! Trauma is difficult to overcome...) You didn't want a second chance. You didn't want to survive. You wanted the sweet release of death. But it seemed like the universe was far too cruel to allow you even that. It took away your memories, your free will to choose whether you live or die...hell, it took the one thing in life you owned! Your own name! And now it seemed like you had to live yet another cruel life, doing things you never wanted done to others. But...at least you could do things your way. Maybe this second chance wouldn't be so bad... (Reincarnated as Nightmare Sans, but unlike other stories, you have no clue what Undertale even is) (WE REACHED NUMBER 1 IN THE UNDERTALE TAG YOOOOOOOO) (9/13/25)

You were born with a sick soul. You weren't determination, bravery, justice, integrity, kindess, patience, perseverance, not even a monster soul. Your soul was white and sick. That's why, you mostly stayed in your house with your grandparents, your parents are dead. You, one day decided to go to your favorite idol or singer! so you snuck out of the house. Then, you meet someone.. strange...

I just-I care about you. I care more than you seem to understand-" "Why?" Kim blinked, stunned. "What?" "Why do you care, Kim?" Kenta demanded, turning on him fully now. His jaw was locked. His posture defensive. "You say I matter, but I don't understand why. You're not my mate. You're not my Alpha. You're not bound to me. So why the hell are you acting like you owe me anything?"

giyuu was on his way home from a friends house but when he got home his sister tsutako came and took him to a small closet seconds later he heard screams of his beloved older sister.... Im sorry for any grammar mistakes or spelling! i might not post often because of school and friends but i will try my best

Hi, guys, girls, non binary. This is officially the first story I'm releasing on Wattpad. Feel free to point out errors with no hate, pweety pwease 🥺 I love each and everyone of y'all.

This is a story about an extremely smart worker drone, possibly the smartest of them all. When a tragedy befalls him which thanks to his intelligence he is able to fix said tragedy. Soon after, he joins a goth worker drone, a sensible murder drone, and a crazy murder drone on a journey like no other. I do not own anything here. Everything here belongs to its respective owners, and part of the storyline belongs to @StaryWolfPup23.

Every night, the same nightmare waits. A world of darkness. A knock from behind. When a mysterious door appears in his dreams, reality begins to fracture. Assignments complete themselves. Shadows move. Reflections watch back. Some doors are not meant to be opened. And once you do, something always follows you back.

Se-Rin plays to keep her world from cracking. Ryeo-Woon performs to hold it together. Two strangers in the same city, sustained by discipline, silence, and the belief that distance keeps them safe. Until the same mark appears on their wrists. Nightmares sharpen. Reality frays at the edges. Every near-collision feels too exact to be a coincidence, too charged to ignore. Something unseen pulls them quietly, relentlessly, until staying apart becomes more dangerous than meeting. The Black Ribbon is a dark, slow-burn romance where longing cuts deeper than fear, and the connection beneath their skin refuses to let go.

Ayat Noor's life was perfectly ordinary until the night she saw something she shouldn't have. One moment she was walking home, and the next... she was witnessing a murder. And that's where everything went downhill. Because apparently, witnessing a murder wasn't traumatic enough she also got kidnapped. And when she thought things couldn't possibly get worse, her kidnapper decided she'd make a perfect wife. So yes, Ayat's life didn't just take a turn. It flipped, crashed, and set itself on fire. Now she's trapped in a mansion with a man everyone fears Mr. Mafia himself whose silence speaks louder than his words. But behind his cold eyes lies something even more dangerous than crime... something that might just destroy her heart. Join the crazy journey of innocent Ayat Noor and grumpy Mafia Hadi Feroz where chaos meets love, and destiny laughs in the background.

witches are everywhere! Not everyone believe their existence. not every witches have claws, horn, fang, and fiery eyes. they act like human, wore clothes and eat like ordinary human does. they fed on tamarind secretly. Not everyone believe witches are living with them. taunting the life of innocent souls. Samha become speech-impaired after seeing the person beneath the veil who kill Aaira. it leads to her Nightmare. the Nightmare which nobody knows who is beneath the Veil of the nightmare

"Trapped in a web of darkness, Aamal Fatima's fight for independence becomes a desperate struggle for survival. Forced into servitude in the notorious Mafia house, Aamal's past trauma resurfaces. Her captor, the ruthless Haider, embodies cruelty, emotionlessness, and selfishness. A promise of freedom after a year's servitude offers a glimmer of hope, but Haider's obsession knows no bounds. His sinister whisper, "You're mine," seals Aamal's fate. Will Aamal's purity prevail, or will Haider's all-consuming obsession destroy her? Dive into this gripping tale of Mafia intrigue, emotional blackmail, and the timeless conflict between light and darkness. Join Aamal's heart-pounding journey. Will she escape the shadows, or succumb to Haider's deadly allure? Follow me on Instagram for updates: @secretwriter1396 #MafiaObsession #DarkRomance #TragicLove #SurvivalStory"

Selina is cursed with sleepless nights. Vincent is haunted by a forgotten past. Both are drawn into a world steeped in decay, where truth and illusion bleed as one. *** Ranked: #enchanted - no.1 out of 3.3K #sleep - no.1 out of 12.9K

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Rehaan never thought she could fall in love-until she met Kerim. He broke down her walls and made her believe in love. But what felt like a dream quickly became a nightmare. Kerim wasn't her savior. He was the one who tore her apart. #Emotional Vampire Work of fiction. 01/09/25.

Apollo Laster has never trusted the dark. In the quiet coastal town of Dingle, where fog swallows streetlights and the sea feels endlessly awake, Apollo survives by keeping every light on. Night brings shadows that linger too long, dreams that feel too real, and a fear he cannot explain, only endure. Everyone calls it anxiety. Imagination. Something he will grow out of. They are wrong. As the boundary between dream and waking life begins to thin, Apollo is forced to confront a truth no one prepared him for. Darkness is not always violent. Sometimes it watches. Sometimes it waits. And sometimes it asks only one question. Will you run, or will you stay? The Last Light is a haunting fantasy about fear, love, and quiet endurance. It is a story where heroism is not found in the absence of fear, but in the choice to remain present when the light feels hardest to hold.

A street with no exits. A voice that sounds like my father. And a nightmare that learns where I live.