Deep in the Darkness
Jason thought it almost looked afraid of him. "give me back the wolf!" he growled at it, holding his knife before him.
Into Darkness: Bouyancy
Apparently a lot of them are just scared. scared that something went wrong during their transformations, scared that some vital adaptation was missing, scared that they would end up like ms. abernathy.
Revenge is covered in blood but tastes so sweet Pt 1 intro
When i awoke i was chained to a rack with torture implements lying around i was scared shitless.
Just Living Chapter 3
He had neglected himself the entire day and he had no clue whether or not he had made any terrible mistakes, all because he was afraid of this very conversations.
The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 2)
You— god— you can’t be afraid. fear will destroy you.”
The Walk
"s-so. . . you felt scared of the jackal. and. . . jaabir. . . at first. and. . . i think you said tabatha too. and. . . the owl?" there would be a pause, "you. . . didn't seem scared at all, when you met me."
The Lone and Level Sands
Kahmith The Lone and Level Sands by Geneseepaws What trouble may lurk in these lone and level sands? - Tilsit Rakat T'heer Notes: Kortans are a sheep or goat like animal the size of a cow or bull, used...
Young Love - Chapter 13
fear gripped him as he saw that platinum seemed to feel no pain. "you . . ." a dark paw darted into his side. ". . . why . . ." a shaking pair of paws held up a gun. "why won't you die . . . ?!"
TItle in Progress ~ Prologue
Thunder crashed, wind howled as a dark figure maneuvered its way through a forest in the midst of a storm. The creature was swift and quiet, making no more than a small patter on the ground that was quickly masked with the sound of the falling rain....
Enemy, Chapter 2
My little scare at the nuara didn't help either. i collapsed on a pile of rags in my lean-to, quickly giving in to my fatigue.
Reintroduced to Vulnerability
Strained to stay close but in my desire, i was reminded of the sun for its warmth is wonderful, but it will burn the ever familiar tingles of pain long forgotten staved off by the bubble that is no more tear at the flesh of the mind like a scythe fear
in my dreams, in my nightmare...
There is times when i fall asleep in my bed, i close my eyes to only awaken to my fears a of torture and pain. this dream, a dream not of lolipops and sunshine. i stand in the mist, darkness surrounds me. the wind howls past my ears. i take a step, the...