Absolute Fear Book Novels & Stories

What the hell is happening here? “What the fuck?” I say. Is this some kind of prank that Victor’s decided to pull? He should know that we are not in high school anymore, and this kind of behaviour is nothing but stupid. I don’t understand what this means, but I know it’s nothing good. I don’t know what to do. Should I touch the book? Should I even go near it? What if something bad happens to me if I do touch the book? The book finally stops moving, and it stays on one page. There’s an image in the book. I look hard at what’s being portrayed, and it’s the image of a beast with large horns.

Because if she didn’t— I wouldn’t live long enough to regret trusting her. I leaned my head back against the wall and shut my eyes. The pain was unbearable. But the fear? The fear was worse. Because for the first time in a long time— I knew exactly how close death was. And it was coming. And it was fast. ***

Need to punish myself with the truth. I open the first journal. Day one. "Today I chose immunity through forgetting. My mates will forget me every night at midnight. I'll remember everything. I'll suffer daily. But I'll be immune to the Absolute's dying manipulation. I'm terrified. But I'm choosing this. For us. For forever. For Aurora." My hands shake. Day one. She was already terrified. Already knowing what she chose. Already accepting the price. I flip forward. Day thirty.

"You cannot have nothing without something to contrast it with. The Absolute Zero needs existence. Not permanently. But cyclically. It breathes reality in and out like—" She stopped. Through the bond, I felt her realization spreading like wildfire. "Like breathing," she repeated. "It breathes. Which means—" "—which means it is not truly nothing," I finished. "Something that breathes is something. Something that decides is something. Something that creates and erases is—" "—is terrified," Kael said suddenly. We all turned to him. "What?" Darius demanded. "The Absolute Zero. It is afraid." Kael's awareness rippled with certainty. "Look at how it moves. How it erases. This is not casual reset.

Even Jace looked serious for once. I took my seat and folded my hands on my lap, trying to appear calm. But inside, my mind was still spinning—about the missing book, about what Winter said, about the way Fenrir’s words from earlier kept echoing in my head. Use your fear to survive. Fear. It had been my silent companion these past few days.

I couldn’t breathe. My heart pounded wildly, my vision blurring. And then— A deep, unsettling tremor rumbled along the floor beneath me. The bookshelves quivered. Dust trickled down from the ceiling. The more I panicked, the worse it got. The ground shook and the windows rattled. Something inside me was responding to my fear— reacting to it. “No... stop... please stop—” My voice wavered, but it was too late. The library shuddered violently, a deafening crack splitting through the air as one of the shelves collapsed behind me.

I had no time to waste, and that ocean of books was demanding my undivided attention. So, as a last resort, I checked the files for classification of books and eventually found the section regarding interracial mating. The topic of the two bloodlines was eye-opening for me, my heart flipped several times reading the details of the bonds. I was so lost in gathering those facts that time flew by, and I couldn’t notice the sun was setting in the East when Nova started howling painfully. “We’re going to lose something very important, Helena. I’m scared!” Her pure fear enveloped my body. I considered this reaction natural, as the chapter I was reading was terrifying. However, soon my stomach knot

Chapter: 42. ***** Rafa opened his eyes and looked around the room. He was alone, having sent his Betas away, he needed a moment to himself and to speak with Leon. Although, the call left him with a feeling of dread that won't leave even as he stared at the bookshelf holding the keys to the Book of Neer. Though he needed to be rushing over to check and be certain the Book lies safe, he couldn't find himself to get up from the bed. There is this feeling swirling around inside of him, the feeling of Fear and longing. It's not an emotion he can explain but it keeps him rooted on the bed in place as he stares at the bookshelf. He was afraid. Afraid of confirming the lingering truth already visib

She clutched the book tightly, attempting to distract herself, but the weight of the past hung heavily in the air. The once peaceful sanctuary now felt like a fragile haven, and the awareness that Alex might be nearby intensified her anxiety. With each passing moment, Kaia grappled with the rising panic, uncertain of how to shield herself from the looming threat of her past. As her anxiety heightened, a chilling realization struck her – the footsteps outside were not a product of her imagination. Each approaching footfall echoed like an ominous drumbeat, amplifying the fear that gripped her. Her breath caught in her throat, and the book slipped from her hands, hitting the floor with a muted

Fear began to creep into me as the book got hotter, if I couldn’t let it go I would burn out. “Ma, help me!” I cried. I know Mama can’t help me but she is still the person I would call if I need help. Gradually the light that illuminates the book grew as it got hotter. I cried incessantly because of fear and pain. I no longer knew what was happening, when suddenly the book fell from my hand at the same time as I fell. I seem to have lost all my physical strength. I forced myself to crawl to get away from this place, but I couldn’t get away. The light eventually enveloped the entire condo until I saw another place when I woke up.