Fear X Anxiety Fanart Novels & Stories

I make myself some fried rice, a fresh salad with feta cheese and a glass of wine. I feel so...alone right now. I wish I was with Xander. He thinks I don't understand, but I do. I really do. Every time I hear a twig snap or a door creek, my heart skips a beat. I'm Just trying to not live in fear. This guy is trying to scare me...make me cower into a dark corner. But I don't want him to think it's working. Even though I'm scared out of my mind, I'm trying so hard not to show it. I'm trying so hard to stay sane and not go mad from paranoia or torment.

I couldn’t remember why he did that but the fear, that was something I would never forget. What I was feeling now was a million times more than whatever I felt then. I’ve come to realize Carlson wasn’t really a predator, at least not one like Xander. He just wanted to instill terror in me because it gave him a weird boost of serotonin. Xander on the other hand didn’t want to just scare me, he wanted me to like it, to crave the fear he brought within me and that was on all basis fucked up. But I guessed that was Xander for me, the things they said about him held a lot of truth to them.

She is afraid to see Xander getting angry while denying, or perhaps, more afraid to see Xander confirms it on her face. 🔸🔸🔸

He started with the website nomorefear.biz. There wasn’t much to it, just a black screen with a simple quote: “No passion so effectually robs the mind of all its powers of acting and reasoning as fear.” When he clicked on the sentence, he was taken to another page, featuring the image of a man embracing a weeping woman and a paragraph:

“Because men like him don’t care about letting go. They care about ownership. Control. And right now, he thinks he can scare you back into his shadow.” My hands fell from my face as I looked at him, desperate. “And what if he succeeds? What if I’m too weak to fight this?” He moved closer, his hand gripping the edge of the desk, knuckles white. “You’re not weak, Mia. You survived him once, you’ll do it again. But this time, you’re not alone.” Tears blurred my vision. “Then why do I feel like I’m drowning?” “Because he wants you to.” Xander crouched slightly, leveling his gaze with mine. “Liam thrives on fear. He thinks it’ll break you. But it won’t, not while I’m here.”

Rylan escorted her away, murmuring threats the entire walk. When she was gone, Xavier finally exhaled. And I found myself gripping the balcony rail, heart pounding, the mark burning under my skin with unease. He turned to me. “Are you alright?” “Yes,” I whispered. “But she hates me.” “She fears you,” he corrected. “And fear is far more dangerous.” My stomach twisted. “Why would she fear me? I’m not a threat to anyone.” Xavier’s gaze flicked to my wrist for the briefest moment — something guarded, something pained.

Flashback Monte Rio, CA A black car drove through a desolate road. On the right and left are full of dense and lush forest trees. Inside the car, Anne, sitting next to Jack, is feeling anxious. Jack who was driving the car glanced at Anne who was squeezing the hem of her dress. "It's okay, everything will be fine." Jack tried to calm Anne down, as if he knew what was going through her mind. "I'm scared," she said hesitantly.

'' She adds. I nod my head as I grab onto her hand, ''Do you want to leave?'' ''Yes. I want to be anywhere but here,'' She replies, her eyes showing desperation as her fingers tremble due to the fear glinting, deep in her blue eyes. The way she leans onto me and the way her hands grab tightly onto my arm shows how anxiety is taking control.

he asks me, furrowing my eyebrows and taking another step towards me. Then, at that moment, a scream escapes from the depths of my throat as I cower and, millisecond after the fact, a grouping of images begins to streak before my eyes. I see the fear specialists killing Belasko, the main product that Angel and Sasha watched in the copyist's night, and a group of crows advancing from inside his chest; Sassa in her room, totally terrified and trying to close her ceiling window before a hand yanks the seat she's on; I see fear specialists appearing in Dark Potland and passing by the Angels' vehicle while they're stuck in trouble; each of the young people who grabbed and transformed in their exa

Raven's usual strong and badass attitude seemed to have been lost somewhere as her vulnerable side surfaced. Her tears speaking it all. I can guess the reason. These is generally only one reason that does this. The very reason I fear it. The sh** of boys and love And if today my friend here is crying because of some stupid douchebag I swear I- "He will ruin me Eva...he will leak my pictures..if anyone see it!! What...what will I do...my dad will kill me Eva.." "Shhhhhh" Her anxiety was growing each second. Her normal serene eyes were chaotic.