F Is For Fear Novels & Stories

“What kind of something?” “That’s the problem. I don’t know.” The joking edge disappeared from her expression almost immediately. She gripped the edge of her desk. “You think somebody was following you?” “No.” I swallowed hard, remembering the sheer depth of that growl. “It felt worse than that.” Before Harmony could respond, Professor Smith’s voice cut smoothly through the room, drawing a sharp squeak from the dry-erase marker. “Fear,” he announced, writing the word in bold capital letters across the board, “is often rooted in recognition.”

1. Ferrah- Fear is a word with many meanings but it means different things for different people. For example it could be a fear more associated with worry because your running late for a meeting or possible even getting in trouble. It could be fear more associated with the unknown like meeting someone for the first time or like when your swimming and you feel something rub along your leg, only to latter find out it was some kind of debris in the water.

The fffuuuuuucccckkkk! Suddenly my chest pounded because of what Cayden was doing! I couldn't even move. And most of all I felt fear. Because I feel like a curse has landed on me and I am afraid that I will be eaten by this curse.

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Maren breathed. "I was afraid of her," he said. "Or afraid of what I felt. For a long time. I want to be honest about that the way she was honest with me about being frightened." He looked at the small face. "Fear is not something to be ashamed of. It's information. It tells you what matters. What you're afraid of losing is what you most want to keep." He paused. "I was terrified of losing her before I had her. Which told me everything."

Athena Ramirez Fear is the most normal emotion any human would feel when they're in certain position or situations and right now the type of fear that coursed through my veins are the ones that she had buried deep inside of her. The fear that had lurk at the curtain of the fantasy she had just started enjoying and accepting but now it seems that fear has come to realization. I couldn't help but swallow as I try to steal a glance at Eros..

Kathrina POV You want to die?" He snapped at me, waking me up from my trance. "W..w…what, hm?" I stuttered. His face didn't ease. No, I don't know why I'm feeling strange about him. But, I've gotta shake this dreadful feeling. 'Fear Is the beginning of failure' my dad mostimes told me when I was a kid. I've never feared Rylan like this since I encountered him and I don't start shuddering. I'm Kathrina. And I fear no one.

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.

"You think being afraid is shameful? You think acknowledging terror is cowardice? You are wrong. You are completely wrong. Fear is not weakness. Fear is wisdom. Fear is recognition of risk. Fear is an acknowledgement of loss. Fear is honouring what you would lose. You fear ceasing because existence is valuable. You fear nothing because something is meaningful. You fear ending because being matters. That fear is not weakness. That fear is proof that existence is worthwhile. That being is valuable. That something matters. Your fear validates everything you taught. Everything you demonstrated. Everything you proved. Existence is so valuable that even Hope fears losing it. Being is so meaningful

He asked and placed his forearms on the small round wooden table between them – still unaware of the truth. How was Faith doing? She was miserable. She was tired. She hasn’t slept properly in days. And most of all she is scared. She is scared that someone is going to hurt her. She is miserable without her family – she misses them. She misses them so much – every night she cries until her tears dry out. Every day she changes her location, just in case someone does come looking for her. The fear is always around her.