Character Fears Novels & Stories

“But he is scary, right?” Taylor clarified. “Yeah, he can be a little bossy too - definitely scary,” Charlie repeated. “Scary. Scary isn’t good, Charlie,” Taylor described. “Can you imagine liking someone scary? It’s like adopting a pet cobra and hoping it cuddles you at night.” "That’s like crushing on a serial killer and thinking, ‘Oh, he’s just passionate about it’ -” “Stop! He is not a serial killer. He is just really serious, strict, and a bit scary!” Charlie objected.

Our room, I suppose. Damion’s door was approaching and I swallowed my ever growing fear. Feeling it flutter in my chest like a caged animal. The feeling was enough to make my steps hurry and dizziness take hold. Of all the things to fear, I feared Damion. Not for his being a vampire, for his behaviour. For the true pleasure he took by inflicting pain and suffering on others. It was hard to imagine him human. He must have gone through some ordeal to turn out the way he had. Comparing Damion to Justin, the latter was by far better. Justin never scared me. He just pissed me off making my blood boil.

Elder Oscar announced shakily. Fear... the emotion that makes people weak, feel powerless and become obedient... I wanted them to feel the chills of being in the presence of me and tremble at the sight of me, I wanted them to feel the urge to bow down to me, to submit, as it will serve as a warning to those who wish harm upon me, and as a reminder that one wrong move and they will pay the consequences.

Kathleen's POV 'Craziness. This is pure craziness,' Caris said, and I chuckled at her words, feeling the evil side of me taking over me. 'You know, you worry me a lot when you act like you are not scared of anything in the world. I have been born into many humans, out of which a lot of them died at an early age while some died in their twenties because they weren't able to handle my strength and aura, but you are the only one who has the capability of scaring me back. I might be the wolf of the world who knows nothing can beat me, but you are the only person I fear. Does that even make sense?' Caris said, and I scoffed.

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!”

I stared at him, throat tight. Charles stepped closer, voice lowering. “I’m not happy with how you’ve been hurting that girl.” Anger flared, defensive and sharp. “I’m not hurting her.” Charles’s gaze didn’t move. “Then what do you call it?” Silence swallowed the room. Charles shook his head slowly. “Being wolfless isn’t a plague. Not knowing her father isn’t a plague either. The only plague in this story is your fear.” My jaw clenched so hard it ached.

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."

"But it is written in those lines that I was the executioner." His dangerous eyes , shrouded in raven black , he fixed upon me ; his eyes were on my eyes, yes, but it was as if what he was looking at was actually my soul. “Still, it's one of the traits I've been fascinated with since I got you, ” Edim continued. But his eyes showed no sign of being touched, just a bottomless emptiness that wanted to engulf me like a black hole swallowing stars. "Fear is a strange emotion that awakens different feelings in people; it makes some people unable to do anything, makes them pause, but... I see that fear does not stop you, it invites you to be a woman of action, to plan, to action."

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

When she spoke, her voice carried a weight of warning that made my skin prickle with fresh fear. “Yes,” she confirmed quietly. “Whispers of fear. And fear can be just as dangerous as hatred, my lady.” She paused, letting that sink in, then added, “Perhaps more so. Hatred is direct—you know where it comes from, how it will strike. But fear… fear makes people unpredictable. Desperate. It makes them do things they wouldn’t otherwise consider, take risks they shouldn’t take, because they’re trying to eliminate the source of their terror before it can hurt them.”