Absolute Fear Book Novels & Stories

APEX The city stretched below the mansion like a living organism—alive, vibrant, dangerous, and now, carefully guided. Olivia stood at the balcony, feeling the weight of everything they had achieved. Dominion was theirs, yes—but apex, the ultimate test, demanded more than strategy and alliances. It demanded courage, vision, and the willingness to confront the unforeseen. Ethan joined her, silent but steady, eyes scanning the streets below. “The city is calm—for now,” he said softly. “But apex is never about calm. It’s about the moment everything can change.”

Emmy comes up next to me and tugs me in the opposite direction of Darius. “We will shift and run to the clinic. " We will stay out of sight until the challenge is over,” Emmy says, leading me away. “Saph, Amy, and Pearl?” I ask her. “They are safe in my apartment. They won’t come out until the all-clear is given,” she tells me, giving me a small sense of relief. I quickly turn around and grab Darius’ hand once more. He stops and looks down at me, squeezing my hand. “You got this, Alpha,” I tell him. Meaning every word. I know he can beat Justin. And I know that our pack will be okay. Our pack. Yes.

I would even declare shamelessly that I'm not afraid of that psychopathic villain. However, things right now are different! I. AM. INDEED. AFRAID. OF THAT. PSYCHOPATHIC. VILLAIN. END OF CHAPTER 9

POV: CALLIE I looked at Aaron, feeling my body being pulled back to reality, as if Velcro were being torn from my eyes, dragging me back into my own private darkness. I woke, groping around until I felt his fingers intertwine with mine. Furthermore, I gasped with anxiety, my heart racing, fear coursing palpably through my body. “I will never be safe…” I said, swallowing hard, trying to steady my uneven breathing.

“I’m not exactly the type of man to be afraid of anything, Maria, but I’m sadly afraid of one thing. And that husband of yours might leverage on that one thing if I don’t provide a suitable candidate to run his fucking sex club before the end of the day.” I don’t speak. For a second, perhaps two, perhaps three, maybe even a minute, we stand silent. I begin taking forward steps until we’re toe to toe. I snatch the bandage off his hand and begin helping him dress his wound. Still, silence. “What are you afraid of, Alejandro?” I break the silence, my eyes meeting his. He shakes his head. I smile, “you can tell me. I don’t plan on using it against you.” “The dark,” he whispers, “I am afraid of t

He licks his lips as he touches my lower lip with his thumb. I stand there frozen allowing him to continue his assault on me, what is it I feel fear. Complete fear which paralyzes your mind and body. Making me a perfect prey to the predator. HI GUYS NEW BOOK, DO YOU LIKE IT IF SO PLEASE READ AND FOLLOW AND LIKE THEN I'LL CONTINUE WRITING I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOUR FEEDBACK.

We stared at each other. The logical part of my brain was screaming. Run. This man is dangerous. He just killed three people. He could kill you too. I should have been shaking harder. Screaming. Running toward the stairs, the exit, anywhere away from him. But my feet wouldn’t move. My body wouldn’t listen. He was the most dangerous thing I had ever seen. Like a predator. Like violence given a human body. Like death walking around wearing skin. And somehow—somehow—he was also the most beautiful.

The group melts back into the crowd without another word. He doesn’t say a thing. We just walk. The library stacks are quiet. I find my mother’s field notes two shelves in, exactly where I remembered. I slide the book free, open to the chapter on claiming bonds, and when I turn around, he’s there. He blocks the aisle like he always does, filling space without trying. I’m so damn tired of being afraid of this. I close the distance in exactly one step. My choice. His eyes track the movement. Gold bleeds in at the edges, burning into me. “Everyone I want ends up dead,” he says quietly, his voice low and scraped raw.

"Ian, I was wrong. I'll admit to the mistake. Please let me out. I can't breathe in here. "Ian, please let me out. I'm suffocating. I could hardly breathe in here. "Ian…" While reading those unsent messages, Ian felt his vision turn black. He plopped down on the floor.

The bookstore, once a haven of tranquility, had become the epicenter of a chilling mystery, and I was now on a relentless quest for answers. * I sat alone at the bar of the bookstore, the dim light casting long shadows on the shelves of books. I reached for my phone and dialed Clive’s number, needing a ride home. He reassured me that he was on his way. As I waited on the stool, a sudden vision washed over me. I found myself submerged in water, a relentless force pulling me deeper. Panic set in as I struggled against the mysterious figure determined to drown me. I strained to see the person’s face, only catching glimpses of dark hair and striking green doe eyes. Despite the fear, an inexplica