Anxious People Novels & Stories

Did the white wolf really exist, and if so, what did it mean for their future? We just hoped that the people would calm down. The atmosphere was thick with anxiety, and the fear of the unknown loomed large. The hope for calm seemed like a distant dream, a fragile thread that could snap at any moment. The fear was that panic and rash decisions would prevail, leading to chaos and potentially deadly confrontations. Everyone was on edge, waiting for a resolution that seemed out of reach.

The next morning Timtim didn't go to college with Aariz she took an auto instead and went alone because she doesn't want to breathe in the same air as him but the thought of what will she do in college he will be present there , how will she run was killing her with anxiety. The campus still echoed with the aftermath of Aariz’s violence. For Timtim, it felt like the whole world was spinning out of control. Her hands trembled, her chest burned with fear, and her mind screamed only one word—escape.

I didn't wait to hear any more of it and just rushed downstairs A large group of people standing outside, their faces etched with fear and anxiety. “What's going on?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady despite the sudden rush of adrenaline. One of the men spoke up, his voice shaky. “Alpha Lucas, the insecurity in the pack is getting worse by the day. Just last night, we lost...we lost over fifteen people from an ambush attack.... it's no longer safe here Alpha, we're scared for our lives.” My heart sank, why didn't I hear about this sooner. My fist clenched by the sides

Abijam pondered out loud. "I am really anxious to know too." Serena toyed with her hair. "I can't wait for that day." Wanwisa added.

Chapter 10 Dinner with Ethan was very fun and satisfying,We talked about almost everything but When Gareth tagged along with us, it was another whole story. The two of them kept on looking back and forth , with no words spoken in between. I was stuck,as in traffic. If there are words to describe how I am feeling, it would be between awk-xious which is between anxious and awkward. Is that even a word? The whole situation screams 'crazy night on Jefferson town’

Past I'm anxious. I don't get anxious. Ever. But since I let Regina into my life, I've found that I'm always anxious. First, it was because I thought her father sent her to spy on me. It would have been foolish of me to completely trust that she'd fallen out with Vincelli. Even if it was true, she could have approached me to get information so she could get back on his good graces. But then the bigger her stomach got, the more I worried. What if something happened to her or the baby? What if complications arose while she was giving birth? If anything happened to them, Vincelli could use that as an excuse to start a war. Also, who would want the death of a young woman and a baby on his consci

I don't know what to do," she lamented and all the while, she used a voice that said that if help didn't come any time soon, she would die of anxiety. On the other end of the line, Denise felt pity for her friend but what could she do? She didn't know how she could help her and even she could, she couldn't dare approach Ansel in that condition. But as she was thinking about what to do, Alex was stillbtalking. "D, all these people here are husbands, wives, mothers and fathers. They have responsibilities at home and they haven't been home for two days. There is a director in my Company who has a four month old baby and she hasn't seen her in two days. *Snitf! Sniff!*

The image of Connie's angry and disappointed face haunted her thoughts, intensifying her unease. She knew that if Zack spread those rumors, it would harm many people, including herself. Yet, Emily felt helpless, unsure of how to control Zack. How could she prevent him from spreading those damaging stories? The anxiety continued to swirl in her mind. Every second felt weighty, and she felt trapped in a situation she couldn't control. Emily knew she had to find a way to face it, but for now, all her plans felt vague and uncertain. With feelings of anxiety and pressure, she tried to calm her mind. Perhaps she needed to talk to Zack again, but how could she approach this issue without complicati

In a dimly lit room, Cassie sat on the couch, her hands trembling with nervousness. With anxiety and desperation, she stretched her hand to place a paper on the table. The room wasn't very bright, and her actions revealed the stress she was feeling. The paper she laid out showed the hefty amount of money her mom's hospital bills amounted to. Seeing the significant figure, Cassie felt worried. She looked at her dad with eyes filled with stress and fear, hoping he would understand. In her mind, this was her last hope. Her facial expressions spoke volumes about the weight of the situation.

Anita rushed out of her father's house, her mind filled with anxiety and fear. She quickly got into her car, the engine roaring to life as she prepared to make her way home, As she started driving out of her dad's compound, her trembling hands reached for her phone. She dialed Alexander's phone numbers, “ it's Anita," she spoke urgently into the phone, her voice filled with desperation. "I need to talk to you about something important. It's about my dad, Felix." Anita said,