List Of Fears Novels & Stories

“Not the first time this has happened.” “Might as well learn a little from it,” Hae Mina replied. She then directed her words to the others, “So Duskin is afraid of spiders, Cass is afraid of water, Jiho’s afraid of the dark, and Rhee Min-Jun, Dae-Su, and Jeremy are afraid of what?” “Nothing,” Dae-Su and Rhee Min-Jun chorused. “Well, everyone has to be afraid of something,” Hae Mina stated. “What about you?” Kyung Jiho challenged. “What are you afraid of?”

You're stronger than this. There was one thing in this world that I was most afraid of, and that's death. I'm scared of everything related to death. I hate going to funerals. I hate the sad people who go to funerals. I hate the dress code. I hate how people look at each other with mixed emotions. I was afraid that he would get to me first and kill me with no remorse or mercy. Can't you believe it? I small bitch like me, talking all high and almighty is actually afraid of the big bad wolf?

I reached up and tugged on the hem of his shirt. Jayden finally sat down too, next to me. He started picking through the list of horror movies while I was still reading the situation to start a conversation. "How about this one?" I nodded without looking at his selection. "Jayden," I called softly. "Yes?" "Do you have any fears?" Adjusting the volume he replied, "Everyone has fears, Cassie." "But you don't look like that," I said. "You look like you're going to jump into the ocean even if people say it's the most dangerous ocean."

“That seems like information worth paying attention to.” Something shifted in his expression. Not quite a smile yet, still too cautious for that, but the braced quality softened a little. “I have a lot of fears about this.” “How many?” “Approximately twelve.” “Name one.” He was quiet for a second. “That we’ll change what we have trying to make it into something else and lose the original thing in the process. The friendship. That we’ll go looking for more and come back with less.” I thought about that. I understood the fear because I’d had it too, in various forms, over the past several weeks. It was a reasonable fear. It was also, I’d come to think, the wrong thing to be most afraid of.

And that’s what scares me. Because the line between comfort and desire is razor-thin, and every day she’s healing, every day she smiles more, speaks more, opens up more—I find myself wanting things I shouldn’t. Things she’s not ready to give. Things I’m afraid I’ll start taking just because she lets me. I close my eyes and take a breath through my nose. I can’t afford to mess this up. Because if she ever looked at me with fear, not trust—if I ever made her feel the way those monsters did—I would never forgive myself.

I closed my eyes, knowing I could without fearing that something might jump out at me in the middle of the night or that I would wake up to fire burning everything down. “Do you fear something?” I suddenly asked, focusing on him again. “Fear something?” “Yes, like a true fear. I’m not talking about hating spiders or dogs or cats… Do you fear something that might… might kill you if you get too close?” “Hmm…” Roman seemed to think it over. But what could the big bad lycan king fear? “I guess I do fear death, like everyone else.” “That doesn’t count. That’s a normal thing. We’re wired to want to stay alive,” I said.

Tess I find many things in this world scary: walking to the bathroom late at night when you don’t have a nightlight on, fake friends, the members of the Safir pack, and last, and probably my biggest fear, is the thought of spending eternity alone. Sue me for thinking that’s a terrible fate, but that is how I feel without lying to myself.

Whatever you wanted to classify it as. It always amused me to see what everyone feared because sometimes it was rational while other times it was completely not. This was one such time. Her deepest, darkest fears in order of least to greatest were as followed: – Afraid of being lost in the woods, surrounded by nothing but darkness. (Okay, I could sort of get that, but she was a fucking witch with magic at her fingertips.) – Afraid of drowning. – Afraid of mimes. (Again, she had magic at her fucking fingertips.)

I am William and Hydrophobia is my waterloo it is the fear of water. This is my childhood nightmare during a summer morning of 1997 I was a little weak child. I jumped into a deep blue sea with my friends when suddenly the current change and I felt suffocated when the water entered my mouth and my body collapsed until I was drowned. I thought I was dead but my sister saved me from the trouble. Back then I’m helpless and I got a phobia with water. My mother forbids me to swim in the river, lakes, and other saltwater regions because the crocodile might eat me. Every time my feet reached different kinds of bodies of water: sea, river, pond, and lakes my whole body trembled and my heart palpitat

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