Seventeen #fear Novels & Stories

Too late. “This doesn’t end tonight,” I went on. “It gets harder from here. Louder. More uncomfortable. And some people will try to convince you that fear is reason enough to give power back to the shadows.” Adrian shifted. I felt it, a subtle warning. Movement on the perimeter. I kept my eyes forward. “Fear isn’t the enemy,” I said. “What we do with it is.” The feed cut. Not gently. Hard. Every screen in the bay went black at once.

The sound of the wind hitting the walls and the whistling of the windows had always frightened her since she was a little girl. It had been raining for hours, and apparently, it wouldn’t stop. She just wanted the roaring noise of thunder and rain to be gone. How could she still be afraid of such things at seventeen? It was simply a storm that would soon be over. The daylight was long gone, and a single lamp’s dim fire illuminated the room, but nothing out there could hurt her. There was nothing in the darkness that could hurt her.

Fear of what I had gotten myself into. Fear of Zander.

“What are you afraid of?” “Because I’m not sure. I don’t know,” she answered in a low voice. Her eyes were full of fear and worry as she looked back at her father. “He’s been locked in a long time, and his mother….” She lowered her head, and Izobel seemed to have blocked herself from me. Suddenly, I could not feel her, not hear her thoughts. Amber gasped, shocked by something. Her eyes widened and shared the same fear and worry, the ones I saw in Izobel’s eyes. Tears welled in her eyes, like the two of them were watching the same movie without allowing us to see it.

I lie as I cling to the sheets to stay put. "You don't understand, Selena. It doesn't matter what you are afraid of; fear is always fear. Raw, intense, and arousing as fuck. If you don't calm down, I can't promise you anything. The more fear you show, the more inviting and intoxicating your scent will be." I stare at Kane wide-eyed. I might expect anything but the things he shares with me. He takes a deep breath, and just when I think Kane might calm down, a low, loud growl escapes him.

How do I tell him the truth of what I’m afraid of? Sebastian comes up to me, grabbing my fists and fighting his way to hold my hands in his. “You know I’m not going anywhere. What’re you fearful of?” “Your racing killing you.” His head pulls away, but he doesn’t let go of my hands. “What?”

I could see the photos of our friend group still hung up on the wall behind her, and her room had a pinkish glow from her bedside lamp. “Lay... can you hear me?” asked Aria. “O-oh, sorry, y-yeah I can hear you.” Said Layla as she fumbled her words. Crap how could I let myself be distracted by her, I look so dumb right now. Since when have I cared so much about any of this? Since when did my heart leap out my chest at the mere mention of her name? We’ve been friends basically our whole lives and yet I only became like this after turning fifteen.

"I'm terrified. Constantly. Every second." "Fear is smart. Means you understand the danger." "Does it ever go away? The fear? The nightmares? The constant looking over your shoulder?" Chaewon thought about her own nightmares. The ones about Serpent walking free. The ones about Circle operatives finding Euna. The ones about failing everyone she loved. "No," she said honestly. "It doesn't go away. You just learn to function despite it. Learn to use it to stay sharp instead of letting it paralyze you."

The sound was so loud that Sabrina suddenly trembled in fear. She raised her head and saw Sebastian’s serious expression. “You… What do you want to do?” Sabrina dropped to the ground in fear and slowly backed up.