Panic Novels & Stories

she murmured. "The result of the general check-up, she just needs to be careful and take vitamins to regain her strength...." The Doctor said. "That's it?—" ani Zandro. "Nope," Doctor Jhang said then she turned her gaze to Ara "You have Intermittent explosive disorder, Ara." "What does that mean?" Zandro asked. "It is a syndrome caused by outbursts of rage, aggression, or violence. This is a type of condition in which you cannot control your emotions. And it makes you a killing machine" Doctor Jhang added.

Paxton helped her up and led her down a hallway all the way to the back of the house to a door on the right next to a back door entrance. Riley sat on the exam table as Penelope sat in a chair next to her and Dr. Paxton grabbed a clip board and some gloves. "Tell me about your symptoms. When did they start? Anything for me to help." "They just started this morning. I haven't been able to stop throwing up. I feel tired and run down. I've never experienced this before? "Are you mated?" "I am. My mate is Alpha Eli." "How long have you two been sensually active?"

Skylar paced around the living room, glancing nervously at Valentina’s closed bedroom door. Emilio sat on the couch, head in his hands, deeply worried. Valentina, had been struggling with anxiety for a few days now, and had experienced three panic attacks in just two days. It had been a sudden twist from the years she had gone without an attack, and the intensity was alarming. Her cousins, Jared and Lorenzo, were energetic boys who didn’t fully understand the impact of their loud noises and constant activity on Valentina’s condition.

ARIANA'S POV I stood frozen, my phone still clutched in my hand, as the menacing voice echoed in my mind. "Come alone...or your precious Rob will pay the price." My breath caught in my throat, and my heart raced like a jackhammer. Panic set in, and I felt the familiar symptoms of a panic attack creeping up on me. My chest constricted, and I struggled to breathe. I tried to calm myself down, but it was too late. The hyperventilation took over, and I felt like I was suffocating.

But with me and the panic attack I now experienced, I pushed him away. “Do no- d- do- do not g- get cl-clo-close t- t- to me. I - I a -I am a mo-nster!” I shout. “What the hell are you talking about now Aaron?” Miguel shouted back. “DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND? I AM A BAD PERSON MIGUEL!” I shouted back. “AARON! Answer me , since when did you have this panic attack?” Miguel sounded so worried. “I AM A MONSTER!” I said with tears streamed down all over my face and the view become more blurry, as I stil cried myself and held my head, while my palms were grabbing my own hair.

If I got angry about something and I’m unable to put my anger in check, I get all flustered and sweaty. Sometimes it leads to weird panic attacks and sometimes I pass out in my chair. The heat becomes too much to handle and I knew it was going to get worse if I didn’t call someone. I reach for the button on my chair and tap on it rapidly. Stephanie comes rushing in, in seconds as I almost fall out of my chair. “Drake can you hear me?” Her frantic voice invades my head as I struggle to breath. “I…” I wheeze as I try to speak.

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I know I said. But you’re here. You’re safe. And you’re not alone. I’m here. I pulled him into a hug. He shook. For like 2 minutes. Then slower. Then he was just breathing. I’m sorry he said finally. Don’t be I said. Panic is not weak. It’s your body saying "this is a lot". And it is. He leaned his head on my shoulder. Aria. What if we lose. Then we appeal I said.

"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

His lips quivered as he tried to speak, but he couldn't even form a coherent sentence. The system chimed. "Uncle Garrett is experiencing absolute terror, a mental breakdown, and failed bladder control. +1,000 rage points! "Rage levels are through the roof as the horde can see the feast but can't taste it! Zombie rage converted to +2,000 universal rage points! "You're just a genius, Flint! You're even milking the zombies for every drop they've got! System is upgraded to Level 2, and the marketplace is now unlocked!"