Helpless Novels & Stories

“And I couldn’t even think properly. I couldn’t dial numbers. I was literally holding my phone upside down at one point.” Marcus nodded thoughtfully like I was discussing weather. “That sounds about right for a terrified mother.” I looked down at my hands immediately. “They’re six tomorrow.” “You keep saying that like it’s illegal.” I laughed softly despite myself. I sighed tiredly and leaned deeper into the couch cushions. “I hate this feeling.” “What feeling?” “The helplessness.” My throat tightened slightly. “I can fix business problems. I can solve financial disasters. I can build things from scratch. But when it comes to my children…” I swallowed hard. “O

How the hell did this happen? My mate is in a trance. No matter how much I yelled her name, she couldn’t hear me. My feet were stuck to the ground and it was agonizing to see her like this. I’m dying of worry here. I couldn’t do anything but call her, shout her name. Even that was no help. I’ve never felt more desperate and helpless my whole life. She’s right there a couple of meters away but I couldn't do anything to help her. If something happens to her, I will never be able to forgive myself.

I collapsed back onto the cold, wet floor, defeated and trembling. "Help!" I croaked weakly, my voice barely above a whisper. The sound echoed off the bathroom walls, mocking me in the empty space. It wasn’t loud enough—no one would hear me like this. The helplessness crept in, gnawing at my stomach like a beast. Swallowing the lump of fear in my throat, I forced myself to breathe and tried again. "Help! Please, someone help!"

Looking at his mother in the emergency room and his father's sorrow, Kevin felt so helpless. Kevin had amassed an invaluable sum of wealth and he was a famous figure in the business world. He could conquer every business project, but he could do nothing about his mother's illness. At this moment, Kevin felt that he was nothing. No matter how much wealth he had, he was powerless in the face of mortality and time. He couldn't do anything. Kevin clenched his fists. He clenched them so tightly until a pair of soft and tender hands held him. She didn't use much strength, but she was like his tranquilizer, making him feel calm instantly. He looked at her, and she wa

Devon woke up feeling useless he wanted to get up from his bed and use the restroom but he couldn't.he felt hopeless. The events of the past two days playing over in his head. "Man, this sucks big time." He said to himself. If someone had told him he will be stuck in a wheelchair he would have at least left a punch on the person's face.but here he was looking helpless. He got his job taking and all his plans gone. It's been a while he had felt this helpless the last time he had felt like this was five years ago when he lost his aunt Maya. She had been his only parent. When she died he had been devastated. Music had been the only

Sometimes I get so hungry and thirsty that I feel like dying and when I think I am dying, I would wake up again replenished and then start again. It's like an endless cycle that is meant to torture one until they die but like I started by saying, the worst thing one can do is feeling helpless and giving up. I don't want to give up and I won't. That is why I believe that there is no such thing as helplessness. It's just another word for giving up and ‘giving up’ is a phrase that isn't in my dictionary. So, I don't know how to get out of here but I ain't giving up and I would be damned if I do.

He was trembling like a wet chick. He had no ideas about these things, but this feeling, this kind of feeling even a stupid person knows it. He wanted to run, hide escape but his legs won’t allow him to stand. It already gave up long ago and all he could do was twitch on the ground like a goddamn helpless maggot trying to squirmed away. It’s hot. Stanley felt hot. The feeling of helplessness washed over him. What is this? His heart is beating so fast and he felt so weak that he couldn’t even lift one of his fingers.

Lucas I had never known helplessness could have weight. It sat in the body like iron, dense and sickening, heavier even than pain. Pain was simple. Pain belonged to flesh, to broken skin, torn muscle, bruised ribs, the hot pulse of blood running where it should have stayed hidden. Helplessness was worse. Helplessness lived deeper. It entered through the eyes and lodged behind the breastbone, a terrible animal thing that tore and tore and found nothing to get its teeth into.

“Don’t you understand how desperately I need your help?” The room remained mute, the goddess still absent, leaving him alone with his mounting sense of helplessness. Overcome, Caden crumpled against the wall, sliding down to the cool wooden floor, which pressed against his back, a small comfort amidst the storm within. Doubt crept in like a slow poison, filling every crevice of his mind; he began to wonder if he was truly cut out to be an alpha or if he was merely masquerading in a role he had not earned, a fleeting thought that chilled him deeper than the evening air.

I know she is the cause, but there is nothing I or she can do about it because we are all in the mess together and none of us can save ourselves! "I'm sorry.” A stupid tear trickles down my face, causing me to feel sick. I aggressively wipe it off as I step closer to her. "I don’t know; I’m sorry. I just feel so sick that we are in this mess and no one can save us. I’m fucking helpless and weak, and I hate that I can’t do anything about it. I hate that I’m so helpless; it makes me want to stab my heart every fucking time."I cry, wiping the tears continuously as they flow down my cheek.