R Fear And Hunger Novels & Stories

And something else. Fear.

The other end picked up and I said I need a donor now. My office was only a few blocks away and it took all my willpower to make it there and not suck the life out of some random person on the street. When I made it to my office my donor was waiting for me and I didn’t hesitate and took her in my arms and sunk my teeth right into her flesh, trying to stop the hunger that was taking over inside of me. I drank until I felt the body in my arms losing conscience and knew I had to stop or I was going to kill her but the hunger inside of me wasn’t even remotely satisfied. I pulled away and laid the body onto the floor and made another call for another and a cleanup crew.

Bodies—lifeless, motionless. The thick scent of blood and smoke, burning my lungs. And then— Her. My daughter. Standing in front of me, wide-eyed, trembling. Her small hands curled into fists, fear written all over her tiny face. And me? I was reaching for her Fingers stretching forward, trembling, shaking— But not with love. Not with the need to comfort. With **hunger**. A deep, primal hunger that wasn’t mine. Or maybe it was. I sucked in a breath, forcing my eyes open. The ceiling above me blurred and wavered. My hands trembled as I pressed them against my face, rubbing at the cold sweat that clung to my skin.

All he wanted to right now is a safe and a peaceful environment for his beloved wife Hazel. The humans ranking system is divide into 8 ranks. After awakening most warriors are ranked on the starting point. It's called beginner's phase which is rank F, E, D. Each level has a difficulty. According to the research organization F is the lowest rank point and has the ability to fight a lowly level monsters//demon/alien. But each level has a huge gap.

Kendra's POV I don't know how long it's been since Ryker took me. I haven't seen much of him just his stupid henchmen. They bring me food and water but I hardly touch it. I drink the water to keep me hydrated but I refuse to eat anything because I am afraid that it may be drugged. The door opened and Hunter stood in the doorway. "I see you haven't eaten again. Look, Kendra, I know that you don't trust us but you have to eat." I just looked at him then looked away. He picked up the tray of food and walked back to the door. "Fine have it your way. I'm sure Ryker will be thrilled to know that you are refusing to eat." He closed the door behind him and I just curled up into a ball the best I cou

My shoulders are tense, my posture a little too guarded. She deserves young. Uncomplicated. Easy. My stomach knots. I remember how she looked the last time I held her. Lips parted. Hair tangled. Whispering Don’t stop, not now, not later. I want to be yours. Completely. I’d never seen anything more beautiful. I’d never felt anything more terrifying. That was the night everything changed. And now, I feel like I’m standing at the edge of something again. Not passion this time. But fear. I go to the living room and drop into the couch, rubbing my hands over my face.

Her fear melted slightly, replaced by trust, by something tender and unspoken. “I… I don’t want to lose you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “You won’t,” he murmured back. “Not as long as I’m here.” And in that quiet aftermath, amidst fear, adrenaline, and uncertainty, something shifted between them—a fragile, blooming connection, a silent promise, and the unspoken knowledge that they would face whatever came next together.

The matter in the borders is far more serious than Morrigan could have imagined. The stench of decaying bodies that were not properly buried, ravens flocking on the pile of dead bodies at one side. The land is so dry, once the wind blows it turns into ashes. The carcass and cadavers served as the food of ravens while the people who barely survived the famine were dying in hunger, craving for a single drop of water to quench their thirsts, the children were stricken with malnutrition, their parents barely eating till their bones were sticking on their skins.

She said, this time facing Thorne who was leaning on the door watching everything. I looked down at Finn who was still nursing, his small cheek placed on my chest was warm against me, he was completely unaware that the last of our meat had just disappeared. I felt my stomach tightened. We had been rationing so carefully, and now even that was gone. The fear I had tried to push down earlier came rushing back, and I slightly started to feel panicked within. I remembered the night I left Voss, how I thought I would be starved out here. I remembered travelling that much distance on foot lost in my thoughts about what's installed for me.

all of us went quiet and I am imagining a crow leaving a white dot poop between us. It's awkward. I fake a groan and act like I was really scared, rubbing my shoulders in so-called fear, " Yeah, it's scary, I can feel my goosebumps now." " Yeah, me too, it makes me hungry." I eyed Patty who talks about hunger in times like this. Krisha agreed with us and just nodded like she was ng that we are. Patty's next and her horror story was so scary, that I almost fart on my seat. Her horror story was when she woke up in their house, no food are left on the fridge and she wasn't eating for the whole day until her parents arrived home scary right? I wish Sheena is here, she makes sense of horror stori