Jars Of Fears Novels & Stories

Jaron remained nearby, a silent sentinel, his eyes scanning the room, watching every detail, every movement. I couldn’t sleep, and eventually, I stepped to the window, looking out at the city lights, their glow blurred by my tears. The fear clawed at me again, relentless, unyielding. I hated how powerless I felt, how small and fragile everything seemed compared to the uncertainty ahead. “You can’t control it,” Jaron said from behind me, startling me slightly. He didn’t move closer, but his presence filled the space like gravity, grounding me without touching me. “I don’t want to lose her,” I admitted, voice barely audible.

Every shadow seemed to hold a lurking threat, every faint sound of the old house amplified to a crescendo of impending doom. As dawn slowly broke, painting the sky outside in soft, pearlescent hues, Amara rose, feeling a profound exhaustion that settled deep into her bones. Her reflection in one of the gilded mirrors showed a pale, haunted face, framed by wild, tangled hair. Her eyes, usually a warm hazel, were wide and shadowed, a mirror of the fear twisting inside her. She stared at them, remembering Dante’s words. You have your mother’s eyes. She’d never thought much about it. People said she looked like her, but Amara had dismissed it as the usual family resemblance. Now, it felt like a

Now, why was I sitting up here at the tallest point of this place and staring out into the city like I was thinking of leaving? I'm not really sure. I have a feeling that something is happening. That feeling came from, well, the Nightmare Eyes. Weird inventions that the Nightmare Master uses to watch people, and for some reason, I'm now being watched. Three of them swarmed into here from somewhere and just watched me. Of course I got irritated being stared at, so I may have shot one of them down.

Tessa knows she touched a real sensitive subject but if it needs to be done, she will. Jarek listens to Tessa and the fear inside him rises and the orbs grows bigger and brighter. " How did you feel when Landon collapsed and you saw his life draining out off of him?" Gina asks and Jarek's body tenses up. That day is very fresh in his mind and that is the memory that break the energy open. Dark angry clouds starts to gather above them and starts to swirl. The more he let his fear engulf him the angrier the storm get.

Jarnja dropped her stang, her ruddy eyes dinner plate wide - and for the first time, in all my recollections, my Beast was afraid. Deathly so. Heith crossed herself with Algiz. "The cockerel of Ragnarok," Jarnja breathed, looking at me in a mix of admiration and terror. "My sweet Turiel, what have you done?"

They looked at one another and there they saw that the fear that they felt right at that moment was being reflected on each other's faces. The expression that they saw at one another also confirmed that they both saw the same frightening thing inside the jar The class saw how two of their classmates were frightened silly right after looking at the water inside the jar so they also put a safe distance between them and the jar. No one wanted to get any bit closer to the jar. But contrary to what the whole class felt, Jace and the others felt more intrigued than scared. They wonder what had happened to their friends and what exactly did they saw inside. As such they immediately went to their si

" Are you scared? " Only a gulping sound echoed and it widened his smirk. " Sure thing, that's what I want you to feel. Look around you, old man. See, how I took care of your friends and will take care of the rest of the people just like I'm doing right now. " Again the old man screamed, but horror dropped into his pit stomach when he realized the decoration of jars. Glass jars filled with some kind of chemical but each jar contains a part. A human part. Eye. Heart. Ear. Tongue.

Her exquisite makeup was ruined and twisted by sweat and fear. Wade was shivering in a corner, shrinking as much as he could. He couldn't even hold his gun right as he mumbled fearfully, "What do we do? We're dead. We're so dead! The glass won't hold much longer!" Wade's fear came true. A chilling crack thundered overhead. The bulletproof glass, touted to block off even a machine-gun assault, was finally showing cracks from the strength-type zombies' unrelenting attacks. "No! Don't come in!" Jasmine shouted as she squeezed into the depths of the vehicle to hide.

Chapter 100: Fear of the Alpha The dimly lit halls of the packhouse echoed with the hurried footsteps of the maids as they raced toward Jarrel’s office. Their faces were pale, their breaths ragged, and their hearts pounded with a terror that gripped them tighter with every step. They knew that disturbing the Alpha when he was in one of his darker moods was dangerous—more than dangerous. It was a death wish. But they had no choice.

Hello Readers, We've finally updated Wonderings and replaced all of the repeated chapters with the proper chapters. Now that Wonderings have caught up to the present, we'll be working on Shards of Time. It'll take about two days atleast to catch up with Shards of Time since it'll be a bit more difficult for us. We'll be working on author-nim's raw files so we have to fix a few of the chapters to match with the story so please bear with us. We appreciate the support and understanding from the readers.