Fear X Anxiety Fanart Novels & Stories

Chapter 12 :Flames of Fear and Desire Diana’s POV I stood frozen for some minutes when I saw Xander ,I was very excited how Chris surprised me with flowers and food. Also my heart was racing with thoughts and fear because Xander’s eyes was locked onto us and I could feel the anger radiating from him like a heat . Knew that look,that fire in his eyes. It was like a warning sign . “Thank you,Chris ,” I screamed again ,trying to play it cool.”I’ll…I’ll talk to you later “

Hearing the whistle the animal stopped its snarling, let the fabric fall from its jaw and sat staring at the frightened girl waiting for its next set of orders. “Fear is a crippling thing. It causes us to lose focus and panic, our only concern is fight or flight instincts. We forget how to think logically and rationally. It makes us prey, and what lovely prey you are my dear.” The cold voice spoke from the shadows of the night, sending her fear into overdrive.

, I uttered to which he replied nodding his head with awkward smile. "You have Pteromerhanophobia", Xander asked and I nodded my head in positive as I am fear of flying and can settle when I am in air but I cant handle it during takeoffs and landing. "Ohh,then I will pass some procedure to you to get rid of that fear, you know my father travels around the world but he still fear of flying, even though it is little when compared to the beginning", he laughed making Lia scowl on him, but I am sure he is thinking about some hilarious situation regarding his father than laughing about fear.

She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. Xienma, meanwhile, felt a familiar presence stirring within her. Ana, her wolf spirit, growled softly, her eyes glowing with a fierce determination. "We will face this together," Ana whispered, her voice echoing in Xienma's mind. "We will not let fear control us." As they prepared to confront their inner demons, tensions rose. The shadows seemed to grow darker, as if Drax was trying to interfere with their thoughts, to plant seeds of doubt and mistrust.

KIRA My heart lurches in my throat when the text message goes from delivered to read. A flood of guilt and nervousness pools inside me. What was I thinking? I was emboldened by Rhys making me suck his cock, but it doesn’t mean I can simply send such an explicit picture to him. If I don’t see a shrink soon, I’ll end up in a mental asylum or six feet underground. At least it wasn’t a picture of my pussy, I console myself. Lord knows how tempting that was.

As Ayana sat vigilantly by her daughter's hospital bed, a myriad of fears gnawed at her heart like insatiable beasts. She watched Lyana's peaceful face, now marred by bandages and bruises, and felt a surge of anguish unlike any she had ever known. Fear gripped her tightly, its icy tendrils winding around her chest and squeezing with relentless force. She feared for Lyana's health, for the extent of her injuries, and for the uncertainty of what lay ahead. Would she recover fully? Would she be able to live her life without lingering pain or trauma?

Sia said in a deeply annoyed voice. “Fear, your guests are afraid and that pathetic emotion is disgusting to my nose,” I replied. Sia sighed. “Well, they have every right to be, rejectedwerewolves want to rule over us.” I scoffed. “Fear is a mind killer Sia, it is a disease and a total waste of time,” I coldly stated. “Hence why my father called for you.” Sia replied with a bright smile that did not reach her eye. She was pretending for the people who deep down do not give a flying fuck about her.

Max’s posture mirrors mine. My anxiety and fear are coursing through me, but I can feel other emotions too, ones I’m not sure are mine. Anxiety, worry, nerves, joy, relief, resignation. It’s a fucking smorgasbord of feelings, and it’s overwhelming. It’s similar to the other day at training, and now I’m convinced not all of these feelings are my own. “What’s going on, baby? I don’t understand,” Max says gently. Zahra sighs, and the anxiety spikes.

“Let him be seen. That’ll do more than removing him quietly.” She wasn’t fighting with swords anymore. She was learning how to fight with pressure. CATTY’S POV We were sitting in her chambers one night when I finally said it. “You’re allowed to be scared, you know.” Xenia didn’t look up from the papers in front of her. “I know.” “You just don’t let yourself.” She was quiet for a second. Then she said, “If I start showing fear, they’ll start treating me like something to contain.” “But you’re human.”

I reply, but the truth is anxiety consumes me like wildfire. But then I see a scene that makes me freeze. Panic hits her, and in an unexpected movement, Faina jumps off the sofa, her face pale as she realizes what I saw. She quickly heads to my backpack, grabbing weapons and tucking them into the waistband of her jeans, which slips a little because of the pregnancy.