Fear X Anxiety Fanart Novels & Stories

On the way, Fia stopped again, "No, that guy is too detestable. His stepmother is bad. How can he think that other people's stepmother is also as bad as his stepmother? I have to beat him up to vent my anger!" Felix pulled her back and his small face sank, "Why did you beat him up?" "That mouth of his really deserves a beating!" "Are you afraid? Afraid that we would become like him, so you especially hate him for wanting to beat him up?" Fia refused to admit it. "I am not!" "If not, why are your hands shaking?" "Who is shaking?" Fia shouted at him, "You said my hands are shaking. What about you? Why are you so fierce? Are you afraid too?"

Nathaniel I walk towards the front of the wedding aisle, my legs heavy with dread. Every step feels like I'm pulling myself through thick mud, each one more difficult than the last. My heart pounds in my chest, a wild, erratic beat that threatens to drown out all other sounds. The fear and anxiety coil together in my stomach—a relentless, twisting knot of tension. The hate I feel towards myself and Anna bubbles just below the surface, threatening to spill over at any moment.

Lucian I vividly recalled her death many times a day in my head. Neither portrait nor photo could unease the despair and loss I felt every time the memory replayed. All that I can think of is I'm not fast enough. Not strict enough. The left side of my nose violently twitched. I inhaled swiftly—thinking it would calm me, but there isn't much that could stop it— and just as quickly exhaled. I only got like this when im anxious or furious. I get anxious and firefilled when that memory comes to mind. I'm a fucking king. I don't fear; I AM FEAR.

Past Annabelle closed her eyes tight, a knot twisting in her chest. The room suddenly felt smaller, the air thicker, as if her fear had a physical presence beside them. Her heart picked up its pace, thudding a frantic rhythm against her ribcage. "I’m terrified I’ll destroy us," she breathed, barely audible. Heat flared behind her eyes, threatening tears that she stubbornly refused to shed, while a surge of adrenaline tingled at her fingertips. The admission felt like a weight pressing down on her chest, as if the world had constricted around this one fear.

His heart thudded drastically and so was mine because of the fear of falling. I felt his heart thumping wildly, vibrating under my palms, placed on his chest. "Sorry, I was..." " I don't want to know. Do you know you could have hurt yourself?" He pulled me away, only to cut me off and yell. His eyes were angry, but brimming with worry, that expression alone melted my heart. He looks scared, his features and actions frantic. At times like this, I love how this Xander resembles my old Xander.

Anastasia took a deep breath after hearing her as that is what the main problem is. "I am getting some visions, Selena. Some visions and some imaginations of past and present which look so real but it's impossible for them to be real. Do you understand me? I get visions out of nowhere and they are scary and disturbing and I am sure that those are the moments that I lived, no matter how scary and disturbing they are." Anastasia said while she was finding it difficult to understand what she was feeling at that moment. It was a mix of anxiety, frustration, fear and all the negative things. Selena closed her eyes as she let out a deep breath after hearing her. So Diana was right, it's true that-

Right now she is very scared and anxious but there was no shouting and I do not sense that they are using their powers. I had been going back to today’s event trying to decipher why Anya was scared or sad or anxious. And if they’re fighting, I need to know what it was so I can help them fix it. I ran a hand through my hair as I tried to calm my erratic heart and chaotic mind.

He said in polite manner but mixed in frightened tone. "He want me to comeback?" He laughed sarcastically. "Tell them!" Jae Gray said in serious tone that made anyone in front of him trembled in fear. "I'll come and settle the matters on the right time!" He said coldly. "If ever he sends you again after me I will kill anyone of you" he added, and murderous aura was emitting to his while body. Then he stoods up, and walked away without turning his back. As soon as Jae Gray left, the uneasiness felt by the leader of the men's in black suit faded away, the pressure he felt in front of him earlier was too frightening.

I feel hot tears running down my cheeks. “He can’t live, Darius. I won’t be able to sleep knowing he is out there alive. We have to find him,” my voice is clear and steady. But I know Darius can sense my fear through our bond. “We will find him. Trust me. I want nothing more than to string him up like a human pinata and beat the shit out of him until his insides burst out,” I snort at the visual. His eyes soften as he continues to caress my cheeks with his calloused hands.

I let out a sharp cry and clutch my stomach. “Selina!” He rushes back instantly. “What’s wrong?” I let my body tremble. I let the fear show. I groan as he helps me sit down, already reaching for his phone. I catch his wrist. He turns to me, alarm filling his eyes. “I’m scared, Felix,” I whisper, letting my voice shake. “What if something happens and there’s no one to help me?” I watch his face carefully. There it is. Guilt. Conflict.