Bittersweet Panic Novels & Stories

Mitch says while looking for a escape. While looking around I notice 6 different doors including the purple door. There's a pink door that says "Don't Be Afraid to Express Yourself" weird. A Blue door that say's "Let's Get Wet". A green door that says "Get That Money". A red door that says "Sexy time Only" oh now I'm intrigued with that one. The final door is black saying "Let Your Fantasies Out". I seriously need to check these out once I'm good with Mia again. Before we can pick a door to go through the lights go out except for a single spotlight on the MC for the night "Alright everyone we have a real treat for you guys. We have a few young ladies that want to feel sexy since their men ha

We'll see if you think it's still funny when next week comes, Eve. *** "You're on your period or something?" No, the woman I'm fucking is on her period. "How would I know if they're gonna cancel this budget. I'm not a fortune teller, Aug." Gerard sighs after I gave him a piece of my mind regarding the budget cut due to the low oil price. "You were much nicer last week, you know." He mutters while picking up his iPad, then gets up, ready to leave. "Whatever you're taking last week, or the week before, keep on feeding on those. Because this grumpy Augustine is affecting everyone in the office. You fucking yelled at Bree yesterday. What the hell?"

I arch my back. "Shh! Baby." He whispers. He speeds up and I start building up and seconds after I explode on his hands screaming his name. He retreats his fingers and makes no other move, "Why are you stopping?" He has left me a panting sweaty mess, "All in good time baby, sweet dreams." Fuck.

I asked. “Well, it’s n-not actually like that,” she replied, squeezing both of her hands. “It’s generally safe, but...” I paused. “But?” “But for those who are only mentally stable. Once you became lucid, it can be frightening since you can’t move. You’re aware that you’re awake, but still may be experiencing hallucinations from your dreams.” “Ah. That’s a little bit creepy.” “However, if you want to practice it, you should have listen to binaural beats.”

The scent is mouthwatering and something deep inside me screams out for whoever belongs to it. Like a shark drawn to blood, I can’t resist the pull the scent has on me. With every step I take it gets more intoxicating, my gums and the scar on my collarbone tingling. I can hardly think straight, getting more and more in predator-mode. Alexis is clawing at me from the inside, screaming for me to turn around. Trashing herself against the wall that now keeps her from taking over, she panics.

is playing in her mind over and over; an earworm that’s the opposite of the melodic words that Ecto used to collect: cellar door, nychthemeron, hiraeth, syzygy, vellichor… She tries to think of Ecto’s favorite words like magic spells inside her head, to drive away the ponderous and unnatural feel of "quadriplegic" “Aarggh! It’s so frustrating!” Nathan’s cry snaps Kate back to the right-here, right-now. His face is red in exertion and a muscle in his jaw keeps jumping back and forth. “My brain knows what I need to do right now. I need to grab and squeeze your hand, look you in the eye and tell you: ‘I don’t blame you, it’s not your fault’. But my whole body’s like this… this avatar in a game

Lilith hung up the call so abruptly that the end-tone echoed in the quiet living room like a slap. For a long second she just stood there…frozen and rigid. Her breathing came out in shallow gasp as if her mind was refusing to process what had just happened. Then the panic hit. A sharp, bitter wave, rising from her stomach and crawling up her throat until it became a strangled sound that burst out of her. “Damn it!” she hissed, voice cracking. “No, no, no… this is bad. This is so bad.”

“I . . . I n-need . . . I . . .” Why was it so hard to breathe? The room around her was spinning. Where were Gomez and Saber? “She’s having a panic attack! Elle, look at me. Breathe in slow. Then out.” She peered up into the man’s face. She knew him. “You . . . banged into . . . pharmacy.”

He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his heart hammering against my chest like a bird trapped in a cage. "Stay... please, just stay like this for a minute," he whispered, his voice cracking. "I’m having a panic attack, Sara. Everything is closing in on me. The council, the memories... you’re the only thing that makes me feel safe. The only thing in this world that feels real right now."

Pain suddenly exploded in my head. It felt like something snapped inside me. I screamed, clutching my head as the pain became unbearable. Panic filled the room as the people around me rushed forward. But everything faded too quickly. Darkness swallowed me whole once again. --- LMCD22