Fight Or Flight Novels & Stories

Each breath felt like a battle as if I were fighting against an invisible force threatening to suffocate me. Damien closed in, preparing for the final blow, his fist directed at my face, and time seemed to slow down as I desperately searched for a way to regain control. Adrenaline coursed through my veins, sharpening my focus and igniting my instincts. With every ounce of strength left in me, I dodged his attack, narrowly avoiding the devastating blow. Seizing the opportunity, I retaliated with a lethal combination of strikes; landing blows wherever I could. Despite my exhaustion, I fought with every fibre of my being. Giving up was not an option. It was more than a battle for survival; it w

“Adrenaline works wonders on the fight or flight response I’ve discovered.” I whimpered, a huge wave of despair and terror sweeping over me. I had to get out. I had to get free. A new scream rose from deep in my throat, riding the surging tide of a shift. First one shoulder, then the other swiveled and popped, sending more pain shooting through me. Wolves were not meant to be bound as a human might. Everything was in the wrong place. The panic brought on by these thoughts spurred the shift onward. My back arched off the table, ribcage crunching into a lupine shape. I couldn’t stop it. They were all going to die because of me. Tears began to pour from my eyes,

Delirium, that's all she felt. Fear brings rage, that hot burning anger that seeks to harm, and it is a physical button better left alone. When we see something that frightens us, a primitive part of the brain is activated to produce aggression. So, Harlow couldn't help but run as fast as she could in the human figure, bursting outside with one determination...Michael. How could he? The feelings that consumed her at the moment helped her; they helped her run faster. She had a vague idea of where she was heading, and she wasn't scared. Unlike last time, she was ready to do some damage.

I’m safer if I just have him assume the worst. 416 had been certain Ellie would never harm him. Panic jolted through him from head to toe when she apologized to him for her intent. He tried to move but his body refused to budge. He could move his eyes, blink, and swallow. A few growls had come forth but he couldn’t talk. Does she plan to kill me now? Then why did she take out the technician who attacked me?

He walked over to the lounge chair and dumped me onto the lounge. I looked at him as he stood over me. I could see the anger that he was trying to contain, but what was worse was that I could feel that anger rolling off of him in waves. As I sat there looking up at him, I was terrified of what was about to happen next. I slid back onto the lounge, and put my feet up on the lounge, raising my knees in front of me. I folded my arms and rested them on my knees. I watched him as he continued to stand there in front of me. Adrenaline began to pump through my system, and because the overload of adrenaline within my system, my body began to shake as my fight or flight

Hot Chapters

Trapped in the Storm Chapter 13Trapped in the Storm Chapter 12Trapped in the Storm Chapter 11

9.587.0K viewsCompletedAdded to Library 3.1K Times as fight or flight

Show Reviews (66)