She's Not Afraid Novels & Stories

'She thought and asked herself. before she could get an answer Andrew called her name, " umm... yeah? " She said mindlessly. " where are you lost again? " Andrew asked as they called for the bill, " nothing, " Shaina said as she put a stang of her hair behind her ear, a habit of her Revan knew very well she does when she lies. " Are you scared of me? " Revan asked as he pressed her on the wall behind her. his expression was enough to make her forget everything but the loud thumping of her heart was the proof she was scared of him.

The pain and desperation they felt; not knowing anything, had Faith sobbing against his chest again, praying to God in silence. “She’ll be fine. Let’s have faith. That’s your name after all.” She looked at Gunner with a teary smile, grateful to have him in her life, bringing positivity and love into her heart. But she was still afraid. Afraid to be homeless, afraid to lose Cheyenne, and afraid that the whole situation could one day strain their relationship and end up separating. No, Faith. Don’t think that way, she scolded herself. Noah and Cindy walked into the room, rushing by their side before taking them both in a much-needed hug. Faith broke down in her mother’s arms, while Noah patted

The girl shook her head and said in a proud tone, "No, I'm not injured. It's just that my butt hurts!" Anne paused and couldn't help laughing. "Haha... You, you are so adorable! I don't think you are afraid of anything." The girl shook her head. "Yes. What should I be afraid of? I'm afraid of nothing." Anne chuckled and nodded. "Well, although you don't tell me, I can probably guess what you do. You're not afraid now, but were you afraid when you started learning these?" "Hmm?" The girl was slightly stunned, but she still shook her head. "No! I've never been afraid."

she lied “I heard you refused to let the bodyguard walk you, why?” She was stubborn. She disobeyed all the instructions he gave the bodyguard like the times she’d go out alone all by herself or she would rather ride her little truck that had no bulletproof. Aiden was expecting anything crazy to happen to her but he felt better knowing she was safe with extra protection. It was strange that she wasn’t excited to ride in any of his cars or she didn’t want a bodyguard with her like most girls wanted. “He follows me everywhere, he watches me like a kid or like I’d vanish into thin air” the corners of her mouth formed a pout

Before I can move away, she stands and takes a hesitant step toward me. “Lyon.” Everything in me stops. Her voice is low, careful, like she’s not entirely sure how close she’s allowed to get. I wait. She swallows, eyes searching mine. “Do you ever feel… scared?” The question catches me off guard. Not because I don’t understand it. But because she’s asking it of me. “I’m not afraid of them,” I say softly. “I’m afraid of what they’ll try. I’m afraid of how far they’ll push. I’m afraid of not being fast enough.”

As if she felt my unannounced fear and discomfort, Nola my Lycan was there to support me. “Get yourself together, Willow! Yes, it is intense and not an ideal situation. You are the Lycan Princess. You do not cower, especially to a man. Demon or not we won't let him cause us to want to run from him. We will stand our ground and show everyone that we don’t fear them.” I nod my head in agreement with Nola. I felt a surge of confidence and with Nola’s help I felt like my usual fearless self again.

Doc looked concerned but I couldn’t ignore the spark of hope he held for her. I peeked around him, The woman lying in the bed was a pretty brunette. As Doc knocked on the door, she jumped a bit. “It’s just me, nothing to be worried about.” Doc held up his hands to show they were empty. “Don’t be alarmed, I have brought along a friend. She will not hurt you.” The woman’s eyes were as big as saucers. I could smell her fear. “Friend?” she whispered looking between Doc and me. “Yes, friend.” Doc was standing still with his hands still raised.

she said quietly. There it is. I let out a humorless laugh. “Get it out. I can take it.” “I know you can,” she snapped, finally meeting my eyes. “That’s what scares me.” Her gaze dropped back to my ribs, where she was still wiping blood away. The cloth in her hand had turned dark. She kept folding it, finding cleaner sides, working in silence. “We’re not safe,” she whispered. “No. We’re not.” “And there’s no more margin for error.”

she said. “I am,” I replied. She nodded once, “I thought you would be taller.” That made me almost smile but I did not fully allow it. “I am sorry,” I said instead. She did not react immediately, just watched me carefully. “I know,” she said finally, “you all are.” I took a step closer, not too much, just enough to be present in the space, “Are you afraid.” She did not hesitate, “Yes.” I nodded, “That is reasonable.”

Looking down at her, I said, "Weren't you acting all pitiful just now? Why'd you stop crying?" Sheila forced down the hatred in her eyes. When she looked up again, her face was full of guilt. "Rose, I'm really sorry… If cutting my face will make you feel better, then go ahead. "I know you've always hated this face of mine anyway. Just because I'm prettier than you… If that's the case, then I'll destroy it." As she spoke, she reached for the blade, pretending like she was about to slash her own face. Of course, the others were not about to let her hurt herself. They rushed forward to stop her.