Darkest Fears Novels & Stories

(THE DREADED SCENES) IS he going insane? Insane in the part and way that is devilish and laughable in a hellish way, yet not? “Tsk!” The questions that might be circling inside JK’s mind right now. But probably not. The words and just might be your thoughts for how this little dark book is unfolding. The deeper dread and darkest corner of everyone’s evil desire for everything that they couldn’t have, yet they dearly wanted. The deepest greed that is ever known, with the taunting desire to never left go.

Good luck Dalton. I've seen darkness before, the kind that makes our street like an old fashioned photograph, everything a shade of grey. This isn't like that. This is the darkness that robs you of your best sense and replaces it with a paralysing fear. In this darkness I sit, muscles cramped and unable to move. I only know my eyes are still there because I can feel myself blink, still instinctively moisturizing the organs I have no current use for. I can't hear anything either. I guess that should bring my heart rate down below the level of “rabbit in a snare” but it doesn't. By my genes I am a predator, I have the front facing eyes and brain enough to hunt, but I feel like prey in this utt

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!”

There was an intimacy to this far greater than sex, and it scared him, but at the same time he didn't want to pull away. "I have two dreams," he finally said. "Though they often follow one after the other. It starts off in a plane, flying over Manhattan. I can see the city lights, and the fog comes off the sea, swallowing everything below the plane. I know what's coming, but there's nothing I can do. I watch the runway disappear, and then it all ends in a fiery crash." His body seemed to shift to panic mode again, his heart racing, but he kept talking.

Laura - 1963 Darkness. Fear. My heart thuds, almost breaking free from my ribcage. I gasp for air, but there isn't enough for my thirsty lungs. Fear can be a dreadful thing, killing you before your time comes. Reaching out in the dark, I touch a wall in front of me. Same on my left and right. A hard floor beneath my back as I am lying flat. Where am I?

she again screamed but still no response. She started beating the door with get full strength but nothing happened. She sobbed out. She is scared of dark so much. She can't even stay a minute in a dark that's the reason she keeps the light on of her room in the night. When she got kidnapped and woke up in that room of there was not that yellow dim light she will surely got a panic attack. The room was completely dark. She can't even see her own hands besides feeling. She keep beating the door and chanting to open the door but he didn't listen to her. He is cold and cruel monster who don't feel her pain.

My muscles feel so relaxed now. It's almost 6 p.m. right now. After the therapist finally finished, I go into my room to change clothes, but the lights go off. "Shit, it's so dark. Dominic??" I call him from our room. One, twice, still nothing. The electricity shuts down. Even I can't turn the light on, and I don't know where the flashlight is. Oh. I forget I have a flashlight in my phone, though. Just when I unlock my phone, I feel a rough hand close my eyes.

Fleeing deeper into the recesses of her subconscious, she braced herself for the inevitable collision of her fears—the nightmares she had long avoided, now converging upon her with a vengeance, demanding to be faced before she could ever hope to reclaim her identity as the wolf and the warrior she was meant to be. The forest loomed dark and twisted in her mind, a haunting echo of her deepest fears that clawed at her soul. Branches scratched at her skin as she sprinted through the oppressive gloom, shadowy figures trailing close behind, their whispers drowning out the cadence of her pounding heart. With every breath, the air thickened, heavy with doubt and regret, and in the depths of the dar

she asked, her voice trembling with fear. The shadowy Sarah nodded solemnly. "The darkness preys on doubt and fear," she explained. "If you're not careful, it will consume you from within, turning you into a mere shadow of your former self." Alex stepped forward, his gaze unwavering as he addressed the shadowy figure. "We won't let that happen," he declared, his voice filled with determination. But as they stood face to face with their darkest fears, Sarah and Alex knew that defeating the darkness would require more than just strength and courage. It would require them to confront the shadows that lurked within their own hearts, and to find the light that coul

An emotion I haven’t let myself feel in a long time sinks into my chest, sinking its claws in deep. Fear. I replay the absolute, gutting terror of being too late for her, finding her lifeless… “Fuck,” I groan, sitting up again. I press my palms against my eyes again, trying to push the image out, but it doesn't go easily. My nightmares mirror my reality, my deepest traumas, and my darkest fears. Knowing I was only minutes early to save Gabriella from danger some days ago makes this particular dream impossible to push to the back of my mind like I do the others.