Panic Novels & Stories

Pim suddenly exclaimed as if he found out something very pleasing. You and Prez have that relationship? No way, Prez is gay? He's gay?! Pim exclaimed as if it's unbelievable. Like he can't believe what he just found out, like it is something out of this world. Suddenly, Craig felt irritated. What's wrong with that? Is being gay wrong? Craig suddenly snapped as he snatched his hand, successfully this time. What if he's gay, is there something wrong with that? - Y-You why do you seem angry? Craig snapped out of it and his cheeks flushed. Right! Why is he angry?

, "Mom I don't care that Gavin the jerk aint my dad, lets face it he was an arse but im a wolf, I don't know anything about being a wolf,im scared " "Hush sweetheart, you're not on your own, ill help you," Jerry says wrapping his arms around me, "Oh god," mom says going white as a sheet, "What?" Me and Jerry ask at the same time looking around for the source of the panic but finding none " pops, how do we tell pops " mom says horrified,

As i heard Zayn's warning i begun to panic. Damn it Gigi! don't panic or you will start another fucking storm or tornado or something like that! inhaling deeply a few times i calmed my nerves. "Get the Fuck out if there Gigi!" i heard Zayn yelling you son of a..... i suppressed my anger or the sake of not starting another damn disaster. i walked up to the window and tried to open it. after a few times of failing miserably.

"Not the strategic version of the truth. The actual truth about what you're feeling." "I'm terrified," I said. "Of how much I care about your perspective. Of the fact that your opinion matters to my decision-making. Of the reality that you've fundamentally changed how I understand the world. And most of all, I'm terrified that if I admit all of that, I'll lose the control that keeps me functional." "That's the most honest thing I've heard you say," Eli said quietly. "And it's not actually terrifying. It's just human. It's just what happens when someone matters to you."

she begs. I grab her by the throat pushing her against the nearest wall. The rage that takes over my body is barely controllable. I am vibrating with anger, and I see the fear on Margie’s face. I can feel my Gamma trying to reach me but my wolf, Max, has become impossible to control.

*flashback over* With disappointment now mingled with confusion, Augustine's anger swelled, threatening to consume him. In a fit of rage, he let out a furious roar, the sound reverberating through the lab space. His arm swung forcefully, sweeping across the nearest countertop, causing chaos to erupt as beakers, papers, and equipment crashed to the floor, accompanied by the shattering of glass. The physical manifestation of his anger mirrored the shattered remains of his expectations.

"You're not ready." Hawk didn't budge. Didn't blink. He bit down on Quill's jaw, and tugged the skin just under his ear like he meant to leave another scar. "You feel what I feel." Quill could barely hold on. It twisted inside him, scraped at the edges, begging to break loose. His pulse kicked harder behind his ribs. "I do, but you're concussed." "I'm not." "You're still bleeding in places." "Barely."

" I threw them on the table and sighed. "What the hell is this? Don't they have any work to do other than invading others' privacy? Bloody morons, putting assumptions without any basis."

Avoid and tire your opponent while learning their techniques—simple basic instructions. Anita growls a very frustrated growl after missing me yet again. Her breathing is becoming ragged, and I know it is time. I duck a sloppy swipe and kick out her left knee. She snarls and halfway collapses. Before she can recover or think, I claw open her face. The damage to one of her eyes is extensive, but I push any compassion for the female down as deep as possible. "She wants Gunnar."

"That moron, I was not planning to call an ambulance to save my life. I just wanted to apologize to them for having to raise someone like me. Yet that's a relief in itself. What they don't know won't hurt them." After she said all that her eyelids started to feel heavier. She had already lost so much blood given how deep the wound was. Some parts of her body began to numb. Her lips already turned pale as a sheet. The torrential rain is not helping either, she’s cold out and wounded. Ava draw a deep breath before wrapping her hands around the kn*fe’s handle. Now she was inhaling and exhaling frantically as she eyed the kn*fe thinking of ways to gently pull it out.