Fear Anime นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Fear crept down the veins of Annie as she could see all those like today. "Mishty... Run" her dad's words echoed inside 10-year-old mishty who is trembling in fear... Fear to die.. fear to see her dad die... Fear to lose her mom... Fear to lose her happy family ... Annie closed her eyes to stop thinking about it... But no... This piece of information made her recall every damn thing .. which she forgot times before because of trauma... Her memory system completely blocked such drastic memories inside her head... But she couldn't control it more when reading her own death article in the newspaper.

Aaron seems to think about that for a minute before nodding his head and staring off into the distance. "Do you think that Natalie can really defeat this guy? He seems pretty crazy!" I turn to look at him and I can see the fear pouring off him like sweat after a hot day. Even his eyes look concerned the dullness in colour, not only to do with lack of sleep, but fear and weariness. "I have always believed that my friend was destined for great things. When she started having weird dreams I knew that something was happening. I researched every night. I didn't find it until I came across the prophecy."

Fear grips me like a vice, every breath a struggle against the rising panic. AJ and Sofia exchange anxious glances, mirroring the fear painted on my face. The reality of our predicament sinks in, the fact that we are hunted, cornered, with the threat of death looming ever closer. As the footsteps draw nearer, my thoughts jumble into a chaotic rollercoaster. The chilling realisation that this might be the end draws at my consciousness. A fear that I have never felt before, one that I never thought I would ever feel overcomes me. I am not afraid of dying, I am afraid of dying without revealing the truth.

She answered. I feel caution everywhere I go I feel like someone is watching and following me and I can’t even sleep at night. They didn’t talk about it and that scares me more after seeing Ana in that state… the strong and brave Ana is scared of someone makes me wonder what kind of person is this man, and what did he do to make her traumatized like this?

It was break time now. Everyone went to cafeteria to eat something. Ansh was really anxious. “Rehan, he…He will die in my hand today. He said that maximum girls are afraid of height and ghosts but look here, I am the one who is afraid and Shama keeps making fun of me. She isn’t even 1% afraid of anything.” Ansh murmured angrily as he sipped his cold coffee. Three boys who were with them the whole time were also sitting in front of him. Shama and Chandrika were still busy looking at the menu and choosing what to eat.

Aznar leaned on the enemy with his whole body, and, growling from tension, threw the spider, thrashing in agony, off the bridge. -Forward! Aznar ordered. - Get them off the bridge. The shaft of the spear was slick with slime, and he gripped it tighter, pointing it forward. The new spiders were already running towards them, unafraid of death. *** A terrible primal fear bound the body, squeezing the heart with an invisible cold hand. The fear for the children became so strong that Deja wanted to howl, but she could not utter a sound. The Reaper had no eyes, but looked at her, slowly turning his soul inside out.

All I know is my heartbeat pounding fast and heavy inside my chest, beating frantically trying to escape my rib cage and reach the bottom of my stomach where it belongs. I wait, what is he going to do now? My eyes flutter close, awaiting the worst. "Fear is a good instinct, Lilac. It helps us live." Nothing happens. And when I open my eyes again, he is gone. ------

Fear finally entering their expressions because this was no longer normal, not even for Ancient Luna power. I pushed away from them both breathing hard. “What is happening to me?” Nobody answered immediately because nobody knew and I looked at my shaking hands, silver energy moved beneath my skin faintly. Alive, watching and waiting. The voices whispered again softly now. “She carries memory…” “She carries blood…” “She carries us…” Fear crawled through me slowly, not fear of Serena, not fear of war but fear of myself. Darius stepped toward me carefully again. “You need rest.” “No.” My voice shook badly.

A dead chicken and a voodoo doll? Gaara’s brows furrowed deeply as he pieced together what she was saying. He wasn’t the type to believe in superstitions, yet he knew how deeply such things could affect people here. In this country, the line between fear and the unseen still felt thin to many. He couldn’t blame her for feeling shaken. That’s beyond cruel, he thought bitterly. No wonder she’s terrified out of her mind.

She was feeling the kind of fear, that makes you feel, like there was no ground beneath your feet. The kind of fear, that makes your knees go weak... The kind of fear, that makes you go mute... The kind of fear, that paralyzes all your senses... It's the fear you feel, when you know, that you are doomed and no one can save you now. “ Wh-Who are y-you? ” Mustering up all the courage left in her body, Ana stuttered scaredly to the person, whose eyes stared into her soul, instilling fear in her heart and veins.