R Fear And Hunger Novels & Stories

They established eye contact as she looked up and moved a step forward. Her hands were held out in front of her as she stopped mid-step. They were staring at each other from around ten feet apart. Her fear's aroma smacked him in the face as it entered his nose. He was overcome by the temptation to grab her by the throat and rip her to pieces. In his mind, hunger was comparable to fear. He was, however, in no condition to leap at the moment. He became aware that any abrupt movement might rip his incision open once more, and he was unsure whether he wouldn't bleed to death before the meal could digest in his stomach.

"What do you mean so soon? Didn't you get the fever as much as I have been?" He looked at her with amazement. "No dear, I didn't. What you drained from me the other night should have kept the hunger at bay for at least another month!" She looked at him in confusion and fear. "I am a little scared and you should be as well." She said as she started to run out to her car. He quickly followed. "Why should I be scared?" She stopped running long enough to face him. When she did so he saw that it was too late to keep the hunger at bay with anything other than human blood. "You should be scared because I'm starving!"

It’s a fever I can’t shake, a hunger that eats reason until I’m left raw and shaking. Every nerve ending is tuned to him. The whisper of breath against my neck when he leans in close. The weight of his palm on my hip, hot, claiming, cruelly steady. I’m not afraid. I’m starving. “Ronan…” I breathe, helpless, wrecked already. The sound of his name on my tongue makes him snarl.

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

(6). Fear of the Unknown [When the dead comes back to life] . . Chapter 6: unspoken connections . *Ace Carlton* Ace sat at his usual spot in the bustling cafeteria, the popular kids in the school spot, a tray of food in front of him, flanked by his two closest friends, Jason and Harper. They were a tight-knit trio, always sharing stories and laughter over lunch. Today, however, something seemed different, and it didn't escape the keen eyes of Jason and Harper.

Thinner than she was two weeks ago, her eyes rimmed with red, her scent spiked with a constant, acrid fear. "I'm not hungry," I say, turning my head away. "I want to see the border logs. I want to know if Dad has been found." "Rohan says there’s no news," Elara whispers, glancing at the door as if expecting it to burst open. "Rohan says a lot of things." I push myself up, ignoring the dizziness that sways the room. My blood pressure has been creeping up steadily, a physical manifestation of the rage boiling in my veins.

I‌ didn’‌t need to touch Falcon⁠e’s‌ empire to hurt him now because I already had the on⁠e thing that matter‌ed. I returned my‍ atte‌ntion to the live feed. Lila shifted slig⁠htly, he‍r shoulders‍ r‍ising with a shallow breath. Hun⁠ger gnawed at her and fear pressed in but still she didn’t reach‌ for the bread. S‌he didn’t c⁠rawl and she didn’t beg.

A violent shiver ran through me, dread and dark, twisted hunger twisting together low in my belly. The night was far from over. And Raymond was only getting started.

Fiona did not want to suffer like that for even another second. When there was food, she just wanted to eat as quickly as possible. Dora looked at Stella, who still had not eaten, and felt panic burning through her chest. Summer also said, “That’s right, Mom. Hurry and eat.” At this point, Fiona and Summer had both been frightened by hunger. The moment they saw food, they wanted to eat. Dora was furious with these two gluttons who only knew how to eat. And Stella... What was she waiting for?

She didn’t expect Leif to be this sharp—catching on to her slip in just a few words. Rael glanced at both of them. That strange, stifling feeling returned, and he finally couldn’t take it anymore. “Hello? Can you two maybe spare a thought for me? I’m still here, you know?!” Leif: “…” Raina: “…” A beat later, Leif suddenly asked, “Hungry?” Rael immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice. “Starving! Fighting—uh, I mean, smashing stuff takes a lot of energy. I’ve been hungry for ages.”