Omori Phobias Novels & Stories

they were there, they were all there surrounding her. she didn't have anywhere to run, there was nothing but the wall behind her and a mass of people surrounding her. No not people, a mass of monsters... Iori stood there transfixed as they spoke in front of her shoving some sticks at her. Something at the back of her mind she knew that she should know what those things are, she knew but she couldn't remember. Her fear was overtaking all her senses and even though all she could think about was running, her feet stood there rooted to the ground as a cold tremor overtook her body.

"Ma'am, the sir is Ombrophobic, he has ombrophobia." My brows furrowed together. "What the hell is ombro-what?" "Ma'am, it is an extreme fear of rain. I'm afraid I cannot disclose anything more than this, but he should not be in the rain at this time. We need to move to that cabin now." "And how do you expect me to get him to move? Can't you see I'm trying?" I roared, feeling frustration take over. What could have caused Damien to have ombro–the phobia?

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Amara's pov There was happiness before me because of the festival but only terror filled my heart as I rubbed my fingers against my chest trying to be rid of the terrible feeling lodged in me which was caused by the nightmares I had recently. Orian's PTSD had gotten worse these days, after finding him on the day he had sneaked off claiming he was alright. He had frequent nightmares and flashbacks that had him ending up in terrible states which resulted in him shying away from me most of the time.

While at it, he was also training with his family there. Matthew had practically remembered everything by now since the incident, but it was still fuzzy. It was like someone trying to remember a really old memory which people normally only remember some parts of. But now, some things were starting to get clearer. He remembered the name of the company. Order of Mysteries, or OROMYS for short. It was an organisation that researches supernatural events and prevents them from getting out of hand. They are a secret organisation that helps the governments all over the world to deal with things out of the ordinary and in return, the government would keep all their activities as classified informati

I sighed. "There must be something that triggers it, what are u mostly scared of?" He questions again. I shut my eyes closed trying to remember If there is anything that scares me the most. After some seconds, it hit me, "water" I blurt out immediately "I have this weird memory of someone drowning me in a big pool of water, I got lost inside it, at some point, I felt that I died and came back to live, more like the water gave me life, since then, I had this strange phobia for deep water bodies, it feels like if I go into one again, it will take back the spare life I was given, and sometimes, when I get into it I have these visions, and sees my little cousins that drowned" I explained everyth

I just shrugged my shoulder and said, “Reading a lot really helps. Try it.” He smiled and shook his head. “No, thanks.” I smiled. “Overall, fear of public speaking, heights and bugs are the biggest phobia. That’s in America. Twenty-five percent says they fear speaking in front of the crowd.” “Oh,” Pino chuckled. “Even me. I always fear public speaking,” he said, scratching his head. “Clowns are officially scarier than ghosts, but zombies are scarier than both,” I added as I barely laughed. “Yeah right? Zombies, my ass,” he smirked. “Well, Levi... how does... um...”

If any part of her body felt weak or numb, she was always alerted for hours until the numbing sensation stopped. Along with that, she'd also developed both oneirophobia - fear of having the same nightmares and erotophobia - an intense fear of sexual intimacy and foreign touch. Nadia knew she never wanted to be touched nor taken advantage of ever again. Her senses had hightened since that day. She'd been very careful and never left her room for the past three days.

– as he dragged her to the frame where a huge glass cube was settled, he pushed me in and locked me in the cage. He called some of his minions and put tons of mouse inside the cage, as she looked at him with horrified eyes, she is Monophobia (extreme fear of mice and rate), she can see his lips curved in a creepy smile, as those little monster were crippling onto her legs. She was creaming inside, trying to get rid of those but how she can, she was caged inside a glass box with lots of around her.