Novel & Cerita Joker Scared

I yelled subconsciously and trying to break out from the trap I think I'm in. Someone was kneading my butt from behind and I tried to find Cole or is that everyone looks like Cole? I breath hard, gasp as a gripping sensation flushes inside me. Unfortunately, everything is blurry, I feel weaker, subconsciously and so scared that I froze. Please... someone help me, I don't know what's happening to me. I can't think, horror wears me off and my heart keeps hammering. Everyone looks like a joker, they're scary and why?

Jared was surprised to see Skyler still sitted with them after she knew the truth about them, she doesn't look like someone who is scared at all. “ Aren't you scared ” he asked her. “ I am ” Skyler said. Just as he thought. “ Much better because you should be scared of....” “ Jared ” Lucifer glared daggers at him. How could he say such thing ? Was he trying to scare her the more or make her feel safe ? “ Hehe... sorry ” Jared laughed scratching the back of his head.

John winced but picked himself up quickly. "Not so funny now, John?" The battered man nodded a few times, still coughing under his breath. "How do you know that, bitch? Y-you don’t even realize what I’m laughing at, huh! D-do you think I'll be a-afraid of you? Javier was three times scarier than you all c-combined." John coughed again and smirked. Shawn looked at them in the mirror and closed his eyes for a bit as if telling Eddie what to do.

“A double negative is positive, don't you know?” Jocelyn suddenly became mute. Was this person the tapeworm in her stomach? Skyler sighed slightly. “Jocelyn, you don't have to be afraid of me. I don’t eat people, let alone you!” Jocelyn smiled stiffly. “Mr. Moore, I'm not afraid of you.” Skyler was a little powerless. She did not even change how she addressed him, and she said she was not afraid. Jocelyn complained in her heart that even if he would not eat her, he was going to scare her to death!

“I know.” “But differently.” “Yes.” His thumb brushed along my jaw. “You weren’t afraid.” I met his gaze. “I was.” His brows drew together slightly. “I’m not fearless, Jaron. I’m deliberate.” He searched my face like he always did when he thought I was withholding. “What scares you?” he asked. I didn’t look away. “Losing the part of you that laughs in this room,” I said honestly. “Not the Alpha. You.” The vulnerability in his expression was brief—but real.

“Stop being a fucking coward.” Joker’s face hardened. His ice-blue eyes looked even more white and deadly than usual. He placed both hands on my chest, pushing me backward. “You don’t know shit! Shut the fuck up and get out!” He pointed to the door, and the rest of his body looked visibly shaking.

The thugs laughed out loud right then, though their smiles stiffened when they saw a blur shooting out of the shack, seizing the joker by the neck and lifting him into the air! "Who the fuck are you?! Mind your own business!" one of the thugs snapped as he threw a punch at the blur, since they had numbers on their side! Bang! Nonetheless, he was sent flying and slamming on the wall the next instant, leaving everyone dumbstruck for a moment. They all scattered and ran without hesitation right then—that was beyond scary! Meanwhile, the joker whom Frank was still holding cried, "Please, friend! We're just following orders… Can't we all just talk about this?"

My mind raced, searching for any possible solution. Jake's presence loomed over me, his menacing aura suffocating. I could feel his eyes boring into mine, relishing in the power he held over me. But I refused to let fear consume me completely. “You dare call me a coward!” Drake yelled angrily “Maybe I should start by killing you first!”My heart raced as Jake's grip tightened around my neck, squeezing the air out of me. The fear was overwhelming, and I struggled to catch my breath. But just when I thought I couldn't hold on any longer, a thunderous roar echoed through the room.

I asked him, with no signs of guilt on my face. Alpha Jett heave a sigh. "What are you afraid of? That the police will find out what I did and they will detain us and put us in jail? Is that what you are worrying about?" I asked. He was shaking his head. "Not that, I'm just bothered that you have killed people non stop nowadays. You are turning yourself into a killing machine," he said worriedly.

Jordan sneered. The kid with glasses was staring at Jordan, terror-stricken, as if staring down the Grim Reaper himself. Lounging on the couch behind him? The big boss, the judge, jury, and executioner all rolled into one. This guy, who had been all pleasantries just a moment ago, was now grinning like a Cheshire cat as he dished out threats. The kid on the floor? He was too scared to even twitch. "You know exactly why we're here," Jordan said, his voice steady and calm. "Just spill the beans about what happened that night. We don't care about anything else."