Bittersweet Panic Novels & Stories

Her voice trembled as she fought to hold herself together, but it seemed an impossible task. A lump rose in her throat, choking her as the line abruptly went dead. She collapsed to the floor with a resounding thud, panic gripping her heart and throat, making it nearly impossible to breathe. Her consciousness was there, but fleeting, as she battled a relentless panic attack. Amidst the chaos in her mind, there was a deep, hurtful sigh from the other side of the call. After a few seconds, the call ended abruptly.

They had shattered my sense of safety and security, leaving me to question everything I had believed in. As the memories flooded back, I felt a surge of anger and fear intertwine within me. The pain I had buried deep within my soul resurfaced, raw and unyielding. The panic tightened its grip around me, threatening to pull me under its suffocating weight. I desperately tried to regain control, my mind racing with thoughts of escape. But the panic was relentless, its grip tightening with each passing second. My heart pounded in my chest, the sound echoing in my ears, drowning out all rational thought.

Every drop of blood, every convulsive whimper became a twisted source of sweet harmony for him. ***** RARA’s POV The second I close my eyes, the memories play. The panic attack I had at the table, Alexei’s warm embrace. It's as if each moment, passed slowly and painfully. The overwhelming panic attack unexpectedly struck me while I was seated at the table. Alexei’s warm embrace.

I was staring at the TV while eating ice cream. I'm just staring at it as I don't understand anything... I was trying to focus on the movie, but my mind was flying elsewhere. "This ice cream tastes bitter," I muttered and stared at my vanilla ice cream. I don't know why my ice cream suddenly tastes bitter. I don't know why my heart suddenly feels heavy... This is a feeling that isn't familiar to me, and its unfamiliarity is what scares me the most. I get scared when I don't understand my own feelings. I get scared when I get to a point where I can't control myself and what I want to happen... I get scared when I start to feel things that I don't know how to handle.

A sharp, sudden wave of panic tore through the link Callan’s panic. It slammed into me like a body check. Tight chest. Racing heart. The crushing fear of losing me, of the syndicate winning, of everything he’d fought for collapsing because of one mistake. This wasn’t a surface-level spike. It was a full panic attack, triggered by the constant pressure, the near-miss with Maren, and the knowledge that the next monitored session or dose could break us. I felt every second of it as if it were my own body betraying me.

Panic is growing in my chest when I yell at him "LELAND GET OFF OF ME!!!!! GET OFF!!!! GET OFF!!!!" my throat feels like its constricting on itself, my limbs are growing tired his hand pressing down on the side of my face into the floor my jaw feels like its going to pop. my vision has gone blurry I cant focus on my surroundings anymore. everything is in a haze "It wont be long now Becca baby I promise just a few more minutes and you'll feel much better" he coos calmly

Sweet Pea Guun followed this force of Brene Brian staggered a bit, half leaning on the armrest, he felt a hot breath hit his neck, there was a blink of an eye. Although he couldn't see it, Brene Brian could still hear the lyrics and creepy music, he closed his eyes tightly, and risked his face in Sweet Pea Guun's chest, the last syllable couldn't stop trembling, "Sweet Pea" Guun, Sweet Pea Guun...... I'm scared......"

What the fuck? My heart almost lurched out of my chest and it was truly a horrible feeling. I leaned backwards when I saw only few inches of distance between us. He was tall and very much blocking my only escape. Sudden panic surged inside me at that realization. Him coming up here did not mean good. He was going to do something. Oh God. "What...is it?" I asked him, nervousness creeping up in my voice as I eyed him. His lips twitched into another smirk and I realized that I might just have to slap him or punch him, if that was the only way to make it out alive. I wasn't good in throwing punches, but I could definitely try.

And I got his stamp like a postcard, word to Mel-Man And I know they're gonna hate But I don't care, I barely can wait To hit 'em with the snare and the bass Square in the face, this fuckin' world better prepare to get laced Because they're gonna taste my— Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-W-When they get bit with the—) Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm

Aakriti said quickly, coming to her with a small smile. "What happened?" She whispered. "You got a panic attack in Kabir's penthouse!" Aakriti said. Her words clicked in her mind and she realised that she now knows the horrible past. But she had questions. A lot of questions and the answers can only be given by one person! "How did you get a panic attack, you never had one before?" Akriti asked. "I know the truth!" Adrita whispered and tears rolled out of her eyes. "What truth?" Aakriti asked with confusion.