Don't Worry Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry about that, princess. Frowning too much will give you wrinkles. Like your mom.” Before I can reply, he hangs up. Such an Asshole !!!

He laid his worries to rest for now. As Lumiére pushed down the worry that tried to creep into his mind, he reminded himself again that Noah was fine and okay. He took a deep breath and tried to focus on the present moment, knowing that worrying would not change the situation. He knew that Noah would show up tonight, and he had to trust that everything would be okay.

I faked a smile. My heart beated radically in my chest, and Uncle Jullian smiled at me. It did little to ease my worries. But still, it was a start. “Do you want to tell Nick about it?” he asked me and my eyes widened. “No..” I exclaimed. “Not right now, I.. I just want to be sure. You know, if things didn’t work out I don’t want Dad Mave to hunt him down. You know right.” I told him while hoping to keep up this charade.

“Do you feel that? That’s my fear, my anxiety, my desire, all because of you, Miss Sunshine Sky Makkena.” She spread her fingers against his skin, her eyes widening. “And what happens tomorrow when we wake up?” “That’s tomorrow’s problem,” he told her. “Tonight, I’m going to love you.” The sheet fell to the floor, and Magnus enveloped her in his arms, destroying her worries and doubts with fierce kisses that drove them both to heavy breathing within seconds.

What king what princess and what antidote? "Don't worry about it. You are worrying yourself too much. You are not the only one who will get in trouble if things go wrong. I will also get in trouble, so stop worrying. It will all be fine. Naya will never return so you can go after Rowan now!”

When did she ever need to worry that he would change his mind? Kevin said again, "Whether you are with me or not, I will take good care of your feelings. Don't worry about that."

“Oh, don’t worry. She’s perfectly safe… for now. But if you want to keep it that way, I suggest you reconsider how you handle things moving forward.” The line went dead.

His calm demeanor was a soothing balm to my mother's frazzled nerves. I felt a pang of guilt as I apologized, "I'm sorry, Mum, I didn't mean to make you worry." My mother's face relaxed slightly, her eyes still shining with concern. My father's angular face broke into a warm smile as he teased, "You don't have to worry, darling, I told your mother you will be fine, but she always likes to worry herself over nothing." My mother's face scrunched up slightly, causing me to smile.

“But what if he doesn’t?” “Hey, you guys should come hang at my room later if you’re up for it.” Karen whispered the last part. “I know where I can get booze.” She left our room, finally. “Lisa, you of all people know I can’t just turn off the worry in my head. That’s impossible,” I said to my Bestfriend now that we were alone. “But what can you do about it?” Lisa questioned me. “I’m not telling you not to worry, I’m telling you to be positive. I know you have no reason to trust him but what if, just what if—”