Fear Of Men Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ang biglaang pagbabaliktad ng sitwasyon ay nagpamanhid sa kanyang utak. "Bo-boss, pa-paanong nangyari to?" Takot na takot ang mga natitirang kalalakihan, hindi nila alam ang gagawin. Sa sobrang takot ng dalawang lalaki ay gusto na nilang tumakas, pero natatakot sila na kahit hindi sila patayin ni Fane kapag tumakas sila, hindi naman sila papalampasin ng Dragon Gods.

Hindi 'ko alam ang dahilan kung bakit ganoon sila kung makatitig na para bang si Frelan ay isang hari na dapat na respetuhin, na dapat katakutan at higit sa lahat ay ang labis na paghanga. I looked up at Frelan but I can't find any emotions from his face instead it was plain serious and cold. His eyes was dark and scary. It's shivering the inside of me, the kind of aura that we should be afraid. Now I know why people looked at him like he was the scariest man alive just by seeing his emotionless face. I thought he would be affected by the people who keeps on staring at him but I'm wrong.

Kahit sa tingin ng tao huli ang development ni Evron, hindi katulad ng karamihan, alam kong hindi iyon mahalaga sa kanila. May konting takot din ako sa sasabihin nila Tatay at Nanay. I was never the doubtful one. I was never the scared Yazmin in terms of opinions like this. I am also the cold one. I am someone who doesn't care. I am strong-willed when it comes to inhibitions, decisions, and emotions in life. Pero ngayon, may takot akong naramdaman. And I have no idea what triggered my fears. The reasons too broad to pinpoint.

72 I couldn't sleep because of the fear I felt that night. Takot na takot ako na biglang bumalik ulit si Tito Alfredo. I want to call Maddix, but I'm afraid of Tito Alfredo's threat. The way he looked at me last night was so scary, as if if I didn't really follow what he wanted me to do, he would do something I wouldn't like. Ang sabi nito ay si mama ang pupuntahan niya kapag hindi ko siya sinunod. Napapikit ako at agad na tinwagan si Mama noong gabing iyon. I was so scared, and I can't even think straight.

"I-iyon ba ang dahilan kung bakit ayaw mong umaalis akong mag-isa ng walang bantay? Dahil ba ay natatakot kang may mangyayaring masama sa akin Liam?" Mahina siyang tumango. "That's the reason. Your husbands receives lots of threats and I'm afraid if my rival knows that you are my wife. They will hold you as their target that is why I want you to be ready. I want you to learn dis-arming enemies. Do you understand as to why I want you to be a strong one?" Tumango ito ngunit may pag-aalangan. "B-but, there are things I'm afraid to hold unto. I'm afraid of holding guns, afraid of lightning and storm. I even afraid of fire due with the experienced I don't want to reminisce—"

Ismael is the type of person who would crack jokes without minding the atmosphere around him, but a deep meaning can always be found in between each line that he speaks. Offering help is indeed terrifying. Ngunit nahihirapan akong balewalain ang kahit sino lalo na kung alam ko namang may maiitulong ako. Sometimes, a part of me wants to reach out and help, but another part would hold me back in the fear of being taken in a wrong way. Afraid that people would think that I am just trying to prove something.

"What are you afraid of?" Lumingon si Frederick at marahang niyakap ang babae, ang boses niya'y napakalambing na tila nang-aakit. "Natatakot ako na masira ang pamilyang Garcia, natatakot ako na kami ni Jasper ay maging walang pangalan at hindi na makikilala habambuhay at natatakot ako na pagtanda ko ikaw ay... magbago."

F stands for fearless. Lahat ng sumusubok na banggain ako o ang samahan , dalawa lamang ang napupuntahan--- crippled in fear or going home battered. Bullying is not my problem; instead, it was my weapon. I used it to take advantage of my foes on campus and those who dared to challenge me. That’s why my life doesn’t end well at boring. My early life taught me to fight- not just for the right- but to become this one feared man of campus whose name was known by all.

Doon ko nakita ang matinding takot na nakaukit sa kanyang mukha nang magtama ang aming mga mata. She wasn’t afraid for her own safety—her fear was for me, for what might happen to me. It was written all over her face—in the way her eyes darted anxiously and her jaw tightened with worry. “No!” Fana shouted. The man said something to her—words I couldn’t quite catch—before turning to me with a grin that sent a cold wave down my spine.

For one dangerous second— akala ko sisigaw siya. Pero hindi. Mas malala. He leaned closer instead. Eyes dark. Voice lower. Controlled rage. “You think I’m afraid for myself?” bulong niya. “No.” “I’m afraid you’ll bleed because of me.” That hit harder than any threat. Because underneath all his control… all his violence… all his dominance… there it was. Fear. Raw. Ugly. Real. Huminga ako nang mabigat.