Nipper – NIGHTMARE, MONSTER, HORROR, SURVIVAL SERIES – Book One

Once a week the monsters come.

They hunt all night.

In the morning they’re gone.

That gives me six days to get ready.

Then they come back again.

Hi Everyone

Here’s the opening chapter of the first book in my latest series.

Nipper tells the story of a girl and her dad who have to defend their house from a weekly invasion of monsters. When her dad is badly injured, Nipper has to try and get him to safety before it’s too late.

If you like what you read then why not download Nipper from Amazon?

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Scream

The first thing you hear is the scream. One of them starts and the rest join in. They get louder and louder. It sounds like the night is crying angry tears of pain.

It. Is. Deafening.

I hate the sound. My tummy feels sick when I hear it. I know what it means for me and Dad. I always put my hands over my ears but that never works.

The monsters scream like they are dying. Like they are in the most pain that anyone could ever feel. It must be because they are monsters. It must be agony.

But I don’t feel sorry for them.

How could I? They are monsters.

We are the only people left in our town. Everyone else is dead. They were killed by the monsters when they attacked for the first time.

Me and Dad hid in the attic. The monsters were in our house. They looked everywhere. We kept very still. I heard them sniffing. We were lucky. They didn’t find us.

In the morning they were gone.

Dad went to look. They were definitely gone. But we stayed indoors for rest of the week. We didn’t know what else to do.

We barricaded the doors and windows. We used all the wood we could find. We put chairs and tables against the front door. We blocked a window with the sofa.

It was all we could do.

I was so tense. I thought the monsters would come back at any minute.

The nights were when we got really scared. We slept in the attic. The ladder was pulled up. I tried to sleep. Dad stayed awake. He was listening for them. We did this every night for six days.

And then the monsters came back.

We heard them outside. They were hunting for us. I hid in my sleeping bag. Dad was holding a kitchen knife. He was ready to stab the monsters. But they didn’t find us.

In the morning they were gone again.