Seventeen #fear Novels & Stories

Only the ring of hammer on steel. Her claws ached beneath her skin, begging to break through. Later, as the sun tipped toward noon, Sabrina followed Raven to the far side of camp and her blond pigtails bounced with her steps, but her expression was pinched with worry. “They’re just… scared,” Sabrina said, biting her lip. “That’s all this is, as fear makes people stupid.” Raven dropped her weight heavily onto a stone slab, arms crossed. “Scared people don’t whisper like that, scared people don’t stop looking you in the eye and also scared people don't grab their knives when you pass.”

I let out a sharp cry and clutch my stomach. “Selina!” He rushes back instantly. “What’s wrong?” I let my body tremble. I let the fear show. I groan as he helps me sit down, already reaching for his phone. I catch his wrist. He turns to me, alarm filling his eyes. “I’m scared, Felix,” I whisper, letting my voice shake. “What if something happens and there’s no one to help me?” I watch his face carefully. There it is. Guilt. Conflict.

“Everyone has some kind of fear, some have fear of death, some people have fear of life and many other fears people do have but I believe that fear of losing someone is a biggest fear.” Wednesday, April 20,2022 2:40 a.m. I stand up from chair and look around the room, controlling my tears and squeeze my eyes shut. “No this isn’t possible.” “I shouldn’t allow anyone in my life.”

Because I think love is FEARLESS. Combat is FEARLESS"

Fear Lana’s POV I ran alongside Leo, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and adrenaline. Each step felt heavy as we dashed through the dimly lit streets, the shadows around us seeming to stretch and twist like dark fingers reaching out to pull us back into danger. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was lurking just out of sight, watching us. We reached my apartment building, a modest brick structure that had seen better days. I fumbled for my keys, my hands shaking. “Hurry,” I urged Leo, glancing over my shoulder. “We need to get inside.”

This chapter is dedicated to Orangee1 my hypeman 😀❤️. Playlist for this chapter; Helium - Sia, Adore You - Miley Cyrus, No Fear - Dej Loaf, Heal - Westlife. - Fear of rejection, keeps the love inside, and the lust outside. - From the diary of Katherine Amelia Jones - - "STOP GLARING, will you?" I say to Max who clenches his jaw as he wipes the blood off his nose with a tissue, and at the same time, shooting daggers with his eyes at James.

Lila asked, her voice sharp, as if she sensed trouble. I held up the note, my fingers trembling. "Someone is messing with me." My voice was low and shaky, full of anger and fear. I wanted to run to Daniel, let him make me forget the fear, but Zoe's tears, Leo's worry, and the world's judgment held me back.

Ruby’s lips press together. Hard. She doesn’t speak.because she doesnt actually have a reason just fear disguised as freedom.when she shoves past me and grabs her backpack i gently catch the strap. “no,” i whisper. “This stops now.”her chin trembles but her voice is sharp. “ i hate you for this.” i swallow hard my throat tight. “ you dont. You’re scared. And I’m not letting fear take you somewhere you can’t come back from.”

I’m not sure why I feel so scared of the men. “Hey, I’m Stephanie. You can call me Steph. I’m sorry my brother and his friends scared you. They meant to help, but they are idiots. Can we help you? This is Vera and Bessa. What’s your name?” she asks. The three of them seem so sweet and genuine. I think I can trust them. I sit up and wipe my face. “Um. Sage. Sage Wright,” I shrug. At least I remember my name. Everything else is a mixed-up jigsaw puzzle.

They'd gotten what they came for. She warned me. The thought crawled under my skin like a parasite. She said we were being watched, over and over again. And I told her she was paranoid. I slammed my fist into a tree. The trunk cracked. Bark embedded itself in my knuckles. I didn't feel it. Even if I did, I didn't care. She was gone, and it was all because of my carelessness. “Nicholas!” Marta's voice, sharp with panic. “Finn is hurt. Badly. He's losing too much blood.”