Hysteria Novels & Stories

This one little innocent act sends me completely over the edge. “You can’t touch me like that anymore...It’s not right... we shouldn’t… I mean, it’s not proper … Because, it isn’t, in anyway … because … you just have to not, okay … just don’t… I mean, it’s not cool … when ...I … I … love you!” I blurt it out as panic envelops me and I experience extreme verbal diarrhea, rambling like an insane person as his body molds to mine a little too well. Hysteria catches as I try like crazy to twist myself away from him and separate us from this intimate position.

Lavina was daydreaming in front of the ER while squeezing her own fingers which were still dirty with slightly dried blood. Her eyes were empty even though there were still puddles of water there. Didn't know what she was daydreaming about, everyone who saw her would know that this woman was in tremendous shock.

Complete darkness everywhere. She started panicking and her heart started to sink in the darkness around her. She was nyctophobic. Her heartbeat increased and her hands started shaking. It was getting difficult to breathe with every passing second. With trembling hands, she tried turning on the flashlight of her phone. She was struggling to do it with sweaty hands when it started to ring, an unknown number on the screen. Her heart began to race and sweat drops formed on her forehead. She was thinking about whether to pick up the phone or not when someone knocked on the door. A cold wave ran through her body.

"Mom! Ahhh!" Eiden tried to stand up. The lights turned off and on quickly. He didn't want to waste the opportunity and immediately ran to the door. Eiden banged loudly on the door. "Mom! Dad! Corrine! Help!" Eiden's body was lifted into the air again, but this time it was different. His eyes were wide open and his pupils turned white with his mouth open. His muscles began to tighten, Eiden felt an excruciating pain all over his body. He screamed but something stifled his voice. Eiden hit the floor hard. His eyes started to return to normal and the pain slowly disappeared. Eiden stood up slowly. The lights came back on normally. Just then the door opened.

"Don't! Don't make noises, and Don't panic,'' I warned them. We stood back to back in an attacking position. I was the oldest one here. All three of us were omegas. And I couldn't even shift properly. I wasn't even sure if I could use the pack link or not. " June, Cathy, try to use the pack link and ask for help." "I'm trying already. Seems like we are not in the range anymore," Cathy said. June was already terrified. She was almost trembling. Cathy was on the verge of crying as well. "We can't make it like this," I told them. "You two need to listen and calm down." But nothing was helping. They were getting more and more panicked. The appearances were becoming visible quickly.

Was this some kind of prank? The word "prank" was as familiar as the dizziness. But, really, prank still didn’t fit. Nervous breakdown, maybe? No, it couldn’t be. Breakdowns were a form of hysteria, and she was not agitated or hysterical Also, there was the dialect thing. Come on, brain. You can explain this.

It read 3am and she sighed, threw back the covers and dropped her legs to the ground. She grabbed her crutches and wobbled to the bathroom to relieve herself then she washed her hands and her face, wiped her face with a towel and sighed as she stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were still wild with panic from her dream and she looked very tired. Probably because she'd stopped eating and only took tea. She was on a hunger strike until her mother stopped this 'I hate Ethan Delnoi' madness. "Hang in there, bud." She told herself. "Everything will be fine." She hanged the towel and left her bathroom, only to stop short just outside the door when she saw a man dressed in all black and a ma

He reported, "Mr. Harper, your wife doesn't have any physical wounds on her body, nor were there any signs of assault." Landon's eyes were wide and filled with surprise. "Then, why is she…" "It's probably because she experienced great psychological distress which caused somatization. Other than that, she was too agitated, anxious, and terrified. "These resulted in her experiencing a tightness in her chest and shortness of breath. Hence, she showed signs of respiratory alkalosis. That's why she ended up convulsing and passing out."

Hazel nodded her head. “No Hazel this isn’t just an obsession. He has separation anxiety disorder as well. He’s scared of being separated from you. Because of the trauma, he suffered in his childhood he had built a wall around him thinking that every woman is the same and he indeed came across only with that woman who wanted something from him till he met you.” Hazel clutched the file in her hand staring at the psychiatrist with nervousness.

Her face had turned red as she wasn't breathing between her sobs. "Quiet. Stop crying. Quiet now," he ordered and she began to take deep breaths to stop herself from crying. She tried to lessen her sobs by taking deep breaths but again the hiccups would hit her hard, shaking her form. Her mind was erratic, wild, disorganized. She wasn't able to comprehend of what just happened. As she was trying to control her sobs but couldn't, she began to cry out of his terror as he had asked her to quieten but she couldn't control her sobs. Her hands began to shiver badly and she couldn't control the hiccups, she immediately proceed to drink water. She wanted to suppress those convulsive gasps and she wa