Scared Potter Novels & Stories

“I want to quit, and I hope it is not too late.” “I’m sorry, baby girl. You can’t give up,” he says quietly, caressing his cock. “You can see, this mini-me can’t hurt you.” He strokes the enraged dick. “It’s completely harmless.” As if I’m going to believe him. I’m terrified of the veins in it. The veins in his dick scare the crap out of me. The way his dick looks at me makes me want to pass out or flee.

Victor looked up. I backed away at once, clutching the ragdoll to my chest. My palms were slick with sweat. I had no idea whether Victor had seen me or not. The ragdoll whispered angrily, "What are you doing? Are you scared of them? Weren't we supposed to scare them?" I whispered back, "We're in big trouble. There is someone terrifying down there." "So what? We have better items. Why should we be scared of him?"

Well, I hope that won’t happen. But honestly, it’s really scary that someone sends you texts telling you about what’s happening to you. Who wouldn’t be scared if a picture of me sleeping and going to the bathroom to take a bath was sent? He’s a total creep. Caleb said, that's too much for him to be a fan of me. Maybe next time I will really be kidnapped. Instead of helping me calm down and relax, he gave me a reason to overthink. I just hope that my stay here will be fine.

Her hands still twitched and her lips trembled with fear, but the worst seemed to be over. The sculpture came closer and examined her. The eyes seemed strangely like a combination of many souls. “Your light burns bright,” it said. “My… my light?” Annabel could not believe it. She was talking with a sculpture. Slowly, her fear was leaving her, but the uncertainty still hung over her. The thing could change its mind, besides, she had only ever known abuse at the hands of men. “It is an irony that you are appointed to put off other lights,” the sculpture said, before it turned and walked away from her.

She asked and I bowed my head, my body trembling slightly as I tried to ignore her remarks. “I’m talking to you hippopotamus, don’t ignore me! Understand?” She snarled as she grabbed my hair tightly and I nodded, letting out inaudible cries of pain. “Lauren, how about you get something for our dear friend here? What should we call her? Hippo fits perfectly. Please get something nice for hippo” She pleaded nicely and I bit back tears that were already forming in my eyes. “Oops, my hands are really slippery…” Anita apologized as she pushed my tray to the ground. I was in great pain as I watched her step on the food. I hadn’t even had up to half of it and they were taunting me already.

It was just like grinding bean curds. “It’s too terrifying! “I think that grinder possesses a terrifying suction force. It’s sucking all these corpses in. “Look at these corpses. All of them are powerhouses. Even if we use divine artifacts, we might not be able to cut them open. However, we will be ground into a mess in no time after reaching the interior of this grinder. “We will die for sure if we fall into it.” Phoenix patted her chest with a lingering fear on her face. Alex took her hand, fearing that she would fall off accidentally, but he was thinking something else in his mind—

“Because I was scared when I made them. Fear is honest emotion. Pretending it does not exist creates false beauty. I prefer truth.” “But aren’t you not scared anymore? Now that you create?” The third Source went very still. Thinking. “I am less scared. But fear does not disappear. It transforms. Becomes something that informs rather than controls.” “So the flowers will stop shaking when you stop being afraid?” “Perhaps. Or perhaps they will shake for different reasons. Anticipation. Excitement. The tremble of something new being born.” The child nodded like this made perfect sense. “Can you teach me to make something that trembles?”

If it weren't for the sake of Jessica and Dark Moon Sect, David Poter would have been beheaded by now. Frightened by the cold light in Caspian's eyes, David Poter suddenly felt a chill seeping out of his bones. He didn't dare to say the sarcastic words he was about to say anymore. After a long silence, he sneered and said, "Then I want to hear what kind of wise idea you have. "Humph, apprentice disciple of alchemy. Aren't you afraid that you'll lose your tongue if you brag?" Everyone's eyes fell on Master Eva Green.

She had never been this scared, having your life in the hands of something/someone was really too terrifying. “Beautiful,” The tall mall complimented Rita whose face was now filled with pure dread, what was beautiful? Her fear? Oh shit, he’s a psychopath and she was doomed. “Rita Pearls right?” The male asked at which Rita nodded, “I like it, how you’re cooperating so well… not gonna ask me how I know your name?” The male asked. “I… I announced it in the club…” Rita stammered out while begging the supernaturals out there to finally show their kind nature and stop sadistically watching her lose her lifespan from fear.

Over time, I had learned to navigate her emotional outbursts and simply go with the flow. Feeling a mix of fear and vulnerability, I whispered softly, my gaze fixed on the floor. "'I’m scared." Anita, with a sad expression, reached out and enveloped me in a comforting hug. "Yifa," she murmured, her voice filled with empathy. "What are you scared of? You're never scared of anything," Anita stated confidently, releasing me from her embrace. I managed a soft smile, my expression tinged with sadness. "What if he rejects me? If my mate rejects me, especially as an omega, it would be devastating," I admitted. The mere thought of such a rejection threatened to shatter me completely.