Face Your Fears Novels & Stories

What I had hoped would be a beautiful marriage turned into a scene of infidelity, it left a deep fear of going through it all over again. "I know you're scared," Lorcan's gentle tug brings me back to reality. He looked worried, he seemed to have sensed my apprehension and he told me. "But sometimes, the only way to overcome that fear is to face it head-on. So, in order to completely erase your fear, you must force yourself to go through it once more."

My eyes was already stinging with unshed tears He didn’t interrupt. That made it worse. “You’re a beast, Logan,” I said, my voice sharper. “Fine, I accepted that, but you didn’t have to throw it in my face like that. You didn’t have to drag me back into it.” For a moment, he just looked at me, unreadable. Then he spoke, calm and steady. “Facing your fear will make you conquer it.”

no fear Life should be free from everything that scares you. If there is something that scares you, you have to make some effort to overcome this fear. And here I must admit that I feel some fear of heights. I avoid heights as much as possible, but lately I have had to climb three stories with a very long rope twirled at my side. I gritted my teeth, and kept repeating to myself: "No fear, no fear, no fear" until I finished the task. Yeah, yeah, and of course I didn't look down, whatever you're afraid of, you should To confront it and conquer it.

“But you know that that doesn’t work like that right? You should’ve told me, you know that I can help you.” “I know, I learned better. That’s why I’m ready to face my fears now, Finn.” He suddenly raised his chin up and puffed his chest out with such confidence. My lips curved as I fell into stupor, “What do you mean--” “Let’s go to the lake. Let me face this goddamn fear.”

Paul’s eyebrow shot up as he gazed at her adoringly. “Uh-huh,” Maria nodded and laughed. Then she breathed out again. “I’m glad everything turned out well in the end.” Paul agreed to that as he nodded his head and drove the car away. ************************************************ "Each of us must confront our own fears, must come face to face with them. How we handle our fears will determine where we go with the rest of our lives. To experience adventure or to be limited by the fear of it." --Judy Blume

I shouted, suddenly gaining confidence, and then I raised myself off the floor. "Alright. You heard me. She told me to face my nightmares. You're a nightmare. You're mine—my nightmare. I am facing you without fear. Remember you asked why nightmares are called nightmares. That's because they're not safe right? Well, I will ask you a question. What is a nightmare without fear?" I asked, and it didn't move. A little smile crept up on my face although a little doubt began to seep in as it refused to move. I had expected to be freed from the nightmare immediately I faced it and let it know I wasn't scared, but nothing was happening, until all of a sudden, it looked up at me, still with the darkne

“I'm not playing any games. I need to equip you before your time comes. You cannot face the people while you have so many fears.” “You keep speaking in riddles!” I raise my hand in frustration. “I would never purposely hurt you. Everything I do is for your good, it may sting now but eventually you'll come out stronger.” “I want to understand.” I started, pushing my hair off my face. “You're trying to make me forcefully face my fears?” “If you face them now, the people cannot hurt you in the future.” He replied. “Who are ‘the people', I'm just a nobody here. Who would try to hurt me?”

"Trust me. Nothing bad will happen." I told you I do not trust you, did you forget? His calm voice settled my soul a little, but I was still terrified. He pulled my hands from his waist and moved me so he could see my face. "Clara, look into my eyes." Not now, butterflies. I opened my eyes slowly until they met his dark ones. He smiled softly and held my face in his hands. They were so big they almost hid my whole face. "You have to face your fears."

“I saw your reaction. You don’t have to explain everything. Just breathe. In… and out. You’ve survived him once. You can face him again.” “I don’t know if I can,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “He destroyed me that night. And now I have to smile and entertain him like nothing happened.” “You can,” Emily said firmly. “Face your fear, Elias. Stare it down. You are stronger than he knows. You’ve carried worse and kept walking. Don’t let him win again.” I closed my eyes, focusing on her words. Slowly, my breathing evened out. The shaking in my hands lessened, though a thin layer of sweat still clung to my forehead.

Scared to let myself hope or plan when danger still waited around every corner. I closed the book and set it aside. My body knew something my mind was not ready to face yet. Maren had said it plain. The body speaks first. I just did not know if I was strong enough to listen right now. I stood up and walked to the window. The afternoon light came in soft. I placed both hands on my middle and closed my eyes. Whatever this was I would face it one day at a time. For now I would keep pushing through everything and keep the fear locked down until I had no choice but to let it out.