Zill Zoophobia Novels & Stories

Her old red eyes travelled up and down my face. "Because..." I didn't have a tangible excuse, "because Mrs Baldwin I'm afraid there might be animals living amongst the students here" I came straight to the point. She kept her expression straight and solid, but then the corner of get lips twitched up before she laughed out loud, "Animals?. Miss Jessica Bell I was never told you had such a wild imagination. What type of animal if I may ask?." I felt stupid, "Wolves, werewolves I think" I pursed my lips, "I have Zoophobia and...."

Zoe For two days, I turned into a ghost. I spent every second inside my guest room, staring at the walls and jumping every time I heard a floorboard creak in the hallway. I only came out when I knew the kitchen was empty. I grabbed my cereal or my takeout and ran back to my room like a thief. I didn't want to see Zeth. I didn't want to see his smug face or his bare chest. Most of all, I didn't want to remember how my body had reacted to him.

As long as he supports my career wholeheartedly, why would I still have to worry about my resources in the industry? ‘I’m currently one of the most hated celebrities on the Internet, but it doesn’t matter. As long as I can gain popularity, I’ll do anything just to get to the top.’ Zephir turned around slowly and abruptly grabbed her by the neck. Zoey was astounded—the sudden suffocation caused her face to turn pale instantly. Staring into Zephir’s eyes, she seemed to have seen a bloodthirsty killing intent. “You actually have the guts to use this trick on me?”

Making everyone to halt and in thoughts, “Yui somehow has a point.” “And if he might be here. Are you sure you won’t be afraid when we see him? We all know that Zitrey hates to disturb his peaceful time. We won’t know what will happen to us.” Gilbert's word makes them formed an image of the scariest face of Zitrey in their mind, making them shiver, and nervously gulped. “In the first place, Zitrey is really not that closed to us. You might forget he was a cold and a scary person because he was slightly approachable than before.” Gilbert added. “Moreover, Zitrey is an aqua-phobic.”

Zoya The zombie screeches like a vulture and takes charge with its mouth snapping air. I brace myself for the end, already imagining death's hands around my neck, choking me slowly. I'm a tough girl, but ever since I was forced to kill my sister when she turned, I've suffered PTSD. As a result, whenever I look a zombie in the eye, I'm rendered paralyzed, too traumatized by the memory to act.

I need to move and distract myself. My mind may know that I need to move on and that not all men are disgusting like James, but my body still feels the need to protect itself from any physical attraction. Any time I felt attracted to a guy my body swiftly reminded me of what it felt like the last time I did that. PTSD, Zylith’s diagnosis was always the same. Damn psychology major, what does she know, she’s nowhere near done with her degree. A hot breath escapes my lips and I take a seat on one of the benches outside. I lean back closing my eyes and calm my nerves.

JP looked at her with his eyebrow raised. “Excuse me Luna but I think you should be telling yourself that.” Zoe scoffed. “I don’t fear Luna anymore.” She denied. “But I could smell your fear when he was here, it was faint, not like before, but it was there.” Zoe sighed. “I know but I am working on it,” she told him, and JP looked into her eyes. “What do you want him to do for you to stop fearing him?” he asked making Zoe sigh looking in the direction Luka disappeared to.

These mushy topic can induce colssal damage. "I dunno..about that.." Zoe grabs her elbow. "I fear me sometimes.." A cold annoying gush of wind blows at us as Zoe says those words. She fears herself?! That's rather dark! So dark that it reminds me of that day at the bell tower. Does she mean that: if she gets rejected, she might end up harming herself! Does that mean she wouldn't handle a No for an answer?

“I shouldn’t allow anyone in my life.” I say desperately. I start throwing everything across the room. I’m struggling to take a breath but I can’t breath. I throw all the dresses out of dresser. I start weeping, my voice couldn’t come out of my throat. My whole body begins to shake, I kneel down slowly, grip the bedsheet tightly. I head down on the edge of my bed and start screaming. I totally feel hopeless and the fear can easily be seen in my eyes and through my body movement as I’m shaking and my body is out of my control. I want to scream badly. I want to stay away from everyone, everything. I badly want to go far from everything and every person. I don’t know anything but I just want to

She was about to speak out when he flashed his blood stained fangs to her in an ugly, horror-stricken growl. Zipporah froze. She saw nothing of Adam in those eyes. A quick flash of the pictures she had seen on the internet zapped through her mind. Before she could get rid of the terror in her bones, he returned to his kill. She began to retreat, ready to give up. The best she could do was stay out of his way but slowly her skin began to prickle. The chill she felt had nothing to do with the rain.