Fear Of Fire Novels & Stories

Hindi man halata ay natutuwa akong may nakakaintindi sa akin kahit papaano. I was always afraid to talk. I'm always having panic attacks when someone always tried to talk to me. I have fear of words, I don't like having verbal communication with others. I'm used to being silent. I don't like talking. At mas gusto ko pa na nag-iisa ako kaysa ang may mga kasama. But now, with them, I mean with them understanding my condition, I don't think I will still have a fear of words. I hope so.

bulong niya. "It's tempting, Jewel. And it feels good," bulong ni Gideon. "But the downside of it is that... it will lead you to your own death." Bumuntong-hinga ito. "It's normal to have fear. But there is this kind of fear that is good. And this fear is the fear of God. It keeps you from sinning against God."

I didn't speak, didn't move, just stood there, my eyes boring into her, searching for answers, for explanations, for anything to quell the fear that was slowly consuming me. The silence stretched, heavy and oppressive, a tangible entity that pressed down on us both. I could feel the chill emanating from me, a palpable coldness that seemed to seep into the very air around us. It was a coldness born of terror, of the realization that something was wrong, something was terribly wrong, and I didn't know what it was.

Naka ngiti kung tanong sa kanila na wala sa sarili, Nakita ko naman yung mga takot at gulat nilang mga mukha sa ginawa ko well Hindi ko sila masisi kasi naman maraming natatakot sa akin kahit sarili kong ama natatakot sa akin, Why? Because I am a cold-blooded person who will murder anyone who gets me furious, I believe they gave me the label "Cold blooded head shooter" because I can fire a gun into my opponents' brains without hesitation.

She could have been successful on breaking the glass with her elbow, getting the ax and putting up the alarm when the light on that lobby suddenly turned off! Ilang segundo siyang nanginig sa dilim habang pilit kinakapa ang dinding kung saan niya natatandaang naroon ang fire alarm set up. Her breathes was bursting with every time her fingers scrape the wall. ‘God!’ Her brain was going crazy inside her head. Her chest was screaming just one name. A name she wouldn't want involved yet she couldn't help but call out whenever fear struck her bad. "Jace---" Naputol ang kanyang sigaw nang walang babalang bumukas ng malakas ang fire exit at biglang binaha ng liwanag ang paligid. The sudden rush of

Fear wasn’t just a feeling anymore it was like a matigas na kamao na dahan dahang pumipigil sa dibdib ko at inaagaw ang bawat hiningang sinusubukan kong ilabas. Then, there was a flash of crimson maliwanag at nakakasilaw mainit sa pakiramdam na parang apoy at sa loob ng ilang saglit ay nasilayan ko ang isang bagay na mali something wrong something that was definitely not human at hindi dapat makita ng mga taong nabubuhay nang normal.

Maingat siyang umupo sa tabi ko, Sumunod si Zephyr. Tahimik akong nakayuko, pilit pinapakalma ang sarili ko. Tumawa siya nang mahina Ng mapansin na takot parin ako. "Scared?" parang natutuwa sa takot ko. “Good. Fear keeps people alive.” Ramdam kong bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko. Si Azrael, tahimik pa rin sa tabi ko, pero alam kong binabantayan ang bawat salita ng kakambal niya.

My my peripheral vison I saw how their grips tightened on their guns and ready to pull the trigger anytime. But of course they won't do that. Unless they want me to release the hand grenade I'm holding in my hand. That's how crazy I am. I want everyone in this building to fear me. I want to feel the fear I instilled to them every time they see me. This men knew me. They knew that I fear no one. Like, NO ONE. Even death. Huminto ako sa harap ng lalaking nakabantay sa main entrance. Walang ekspresyon ang mukha nito pero nung nagpang-abot ang tingin namin nakita ko ang panlalaki ng mga mata niya.

Hindi ko na alam kung ano ang unang iindahin, ang init na nararamdaman ko mula sa apoy na palaki na nang palaki, ang sakit ng likod ko na tumama sa dingding, ang braso ko na walang tigil sa pagdugo, ang d****b ko na naninikip dahil sa usok o ang matinding takot dahil papalapit na muli si Manang Nieves sa akin. Nagsisimula na ang pagbagsak ng mga gamit at ko alam kung ikatutuwa ko ba iyon dahin may apoy na humarang sa aming dalawa dahilan para hindi sya makalapit o kakabahan dahil hindi pa rin nabubuksan ang pintuan at ano mang oras ay maaari kaming masunog dito sa loob. Ang panlalabo ng mata ko sa pinagsamang hilo at luha ang nagdulo sa akin ng labis na panghihina kaya sumandal ako sa pader

"Yes. And I want to show it to you, pero natatakot ako na baka makasakit ako." Napailing ako. "For mages like us, when we aim to use our power, fear is the wall that hinders us from transcending our limitations. And if you fear to hurt someone, well, that fear will be the cause of your death." Humakbang ako palapit sa kaniya. "Sapphire, in this cruel world, it's either you hurt someone or they hurt you. That's the nature of this worldd, and it's up to you to choose."