Character Fears List Novels & Stories

Coward. The fourth challenger shifts into his wolf, a medium-sized grey and black wolf. I immediately shift into my giant, black wolf. The challenger took a step back after seeing my wolf up close. I could sense he didn’t want to die. He isn’t fighting by choice. I decide to pounce on him, and I go for his neck. I sink my teeth in, but I don’t rip his throat apart. I slice into him and stop before I do permanent damage. His wolf passed out and I dragged his body over to Aurelian and Lucas.

Carried on a current of cold air from the car’s a/c, I tasted Hakeem’s fears as though they were my own. Losing his younger siblings, being forced to live in a world where they no longer existed—that was his greatest fear. Sensing the fears of others was more of a prelude to my actual abilities, and more often than not I was met with an abundance of superficial night terrors rather than anything substantial. Spiders, snakes, darkness, clowns. Goddess, why were so many people terrified of clowns? It was rare that I met someone with a fear that delved far beyond the surface, someone with a fear like Hakeem’s.

Outside, warriors train, Claw bashes one of the men on the head with a log of wood. “You ever think,” Fang says suddenly, voice softer now, “that maybe being afraid isn’t weakness? That maybe it’s just… human? Or wolf. Whatever.” I glance back at her. Her face is pale, but her eyes burn with that relentless fire she always carries. “Fear keeps me alive." I say flatly. “Fear keeps you alone." she counters. "Well, I'm not alone." "Are you?" She raises an eyebrow. I glare at her, but she doesn’t flinch. Damn woman.

She was so afraid that her little body trembled uncontrollably. She missed her father and Brother Lionel. If her father and Brother Lionel were here, they would definitely defeat the bad guy! "You're right, little thing. I'm a big bad guy!" Chace patted her little pink face and said with a smile, "But, little rascal, what else can you do to me except calling me a bad guy?" Little Karen pursed her lips. She did not want to cry, but big tears rolled down her cheeks. She was still afraid.

Someone hidden. Althea's gift activated. She looked into Kael's thoughts. Not deeply. Just enough. And what she saw made her blood run cold. Fear. Real fear. Kael wasn't afraid of armies. He wasn't afraid of Daren. He wasn't afraid of war. He was afraid of a single person. A person he believed could destroy entire territories. A person whose name he hadn't spoken aloud in years. Althea whispered it before he could. "Malachar."

“The council meeting was bad, wasn’t it?” Caleb leaned back against the chair beside me, one arm resting across the carved wood. “They are afraid.” “Of me?” “They are nobles. They are afraid of anything they cannot control.” That sounded painfully accurate. I stared at the dying fire. “Back in my pack… fear was always worse than hatred.” My voice softened without meaning to. “People can survive hatred. Fear and jealousy make people cruel.” Caleb’s gaze sharpened slightly. “You speak like someone who has experienced it often.”

Actually for Karen, nobody can make her think less about her sister, she knew Kayla's strength and weaknesses that people didn't know about. Kayla acted all tough, but she was always scared of little creeping insects, like spiders. Karen was stronger in this aspect, when she wanted to scare Karen, all she had to do was put a spider in front if her and Karen will scream like crazy out of freight. Karen made sure no one knew anything about her sister's fear of those insects because if outsiders knew, specially the bullies, for they would automatically make her the weakest. Karen cannot let her sister loose face in the village, even though she can't fight for her sister, at least. She could kee

Finally, I feel her heartbeat down, and when she is about to take my head off, I bend over and open my eyes. She thinks that now I will use my powers against her, but she is wrong! I hold her tight to me, and I won’t let her bite or hurt me. “Leave me, I have to kill you!” “Really? I don’t think so! Come on when you asked me to break down my fear, I understood what you were referring to.... my biggest fear is myself, I’m always afraid of being alone, I’m always afraid of the dark.... now I’m always afraid that at any moment Darren will abandon me, but I’m also afraid of you!”

Butler Fin sighed and averred, "Yes I do have my own theory. But as you know clearly, just as he cannot truly see my actions, I cannot see his. I didn't want to worry you because it may be far-fetched." "Well then, spill it" Ray urged. Impatience coated his handsome face, his eyes clouded with unease. Beings that could unsettle the Brute King were few and in between. Zeus did not bring him fear, neither did Odin. Ra wasn't an object of wary to this arrogant and fearful warrior, and many other gods didn't cause him such worry. The Brute King only feared two kinds of people- those who could see his every move; and those who were unpredictable.

Four sharp weapons were aimed right at my body, and one werewolf grabbed my neck with its claws. Do you think I'm scared? Clearly, Grace Annalisa was not afraid at all. Because I had been on the battlefield for a dozen years and had been wounded in many places, I felt very normal and laughed out loud, showing no fear. My first fear was being rejected by Alex. However, now I'm afraid of my triplets' true identities being revealed. Plus, I now have three supernatural powers, so fighting these low-level werewolves won't be difficult.