Aphmau Scared Novels & Stories

A storm swirled in his emotion; he hated the feeling of being so powerless. Peering from behind a clump of trees, Amara and Ralph surveyed the scene. “Babe, let’s get out of here,” Ralph whispered, tugging on Amara’s arm. His face was white. “This is getting freaky. They’re… they’re not human beings.” Amara slapped his hand away. Interest had begun to outweigh fear in her eyes. “Shut up,” she whispered. “We are not leaving. We have to know what they’re doing.”

Like a man accustomed to doors opening eventually. Damian’s voice remained low through the speaker. “If you go live, the situation changes permanently.” Amara almost smiled. “It already changed permanently.” Silence. Not disagreement. Recognition. Tobe moved closer quickly. “You don’t understand what people like this do when embarrassed publicly.” Amara finally looked at him. “No,” she replied softly. “I understand exactly now.” A pause. “They panic.” That word settled heavily inside the apartment. Because it was true. Everything happening suddenly looked different once fear entered the equation.

"You paused!" "It's cause I'm scared!" "Because you're scared? because you're scared huh?" Amara held her chin in deep thought, her eyes shifting. "Of course, why didn't I think of that?" The ends of her lips curved for a couple of seconds. I knew it would be the closest she ever got to truly smiling in front of me. "Even if by some chance those lovely people turn out to be dipshits and reject you, Kagami." Amara began to say. "We...I mean you can always turn to whotube."

It was warm. Sticky. Perfect. We ate in silence for a minute. Then Amara leaned back. “So… the Alpha.” I froze mid-bite. She grinned. “Don’t look at me like that. I saw the way you kept glancing at the door when we got back. Like you were half-hoping he’d walk in and half-hoping he wouldn’t.” I swallowed. “I’m scared of him.” “I know.” “He’s… big. Scarred. Powerful. And he looks at me like—”

“I… I am scared, Rhys… I am scared of this… love. I don’t know what… what…” “You’re scared of your past.” Amara’s eyes widen in surprise and uncertainty. She swallowed the lump in her throat, her voice barely above a whisper. “It… haunts me, consumes me, I try to forget but the memories, linger like shadows that never fade,” she took a deep breath, her voice trembling. “I am scared of what I’d find there.”

Something that seemed to have scared them and left them shaking with dread. They eventually returned to Leah’s side and started examining her badly injured palm. Leah noticed that Kamali's face had turned as white as a sheet and her mother was silent. Both not uttering a word of what they had just heatedly spoken about. Leah started to panic and her head started to spin. The room began fading away as if she were falling into a deep pit and it was then that Leah passed out and had one of her worst nightmares yet.

I questioned. “They were never scared of medius, Ser. If they are they wouldn’t be with me for five years,” Amara assured me. I gave her my puckered brows. “And yes they knew,” she added. “Yeah, we know that Amara is a medius and we are glad she is. I was able to talk to mom and told her I love her which I failed when she was alive.” Kate turned to Amara with teary eyes. “Without Amara, until now we would have been transferring from different houses because of the ghost that has been following us and scaring the hell out of us.” Lulu shivered recalling her frightening experience in the past.

His small voice was hesitant. “Mommy? Why are you crying at night?” Amara froze by the stove, spatula in hand. She turned slowly, forcing a smile that felt brittle. “Oh, sweetheart… did you hear me?” Noah nodded, eyes wide. “You and Luca whisper. You sound… scared.” Her chest tightened painfully. She knelt to his level, brushing his messy hair back. “Sometimes grown-ups worry about big things, Noah. But you’re safe. You’re always safe.”

It finally stepped back and ran away from her. Amara was taken aback when she realized what happened. She saw her reflection from the glass door of the meat store. She inhaled heavily and lowered her head right away. Frightened at the fact that she just partly shifted in a place full of humans, she covered her face with her both hands. She closed her eyes firmly, hoping that she would return to her human form immediately but got only more frustrated at the moment she gritted her teeth and felt her fangs. "No, no… What did I do?" Amara said, panicking.

A feeling like I’ve never felt before settled within me and it was as if I was scared which is stupid because fear is the one thing I haven’t felt ever since I was smart enough to put words on my feelings. Even when my father had locked us up in a den with multiple wild animals, my brothers and I didn’t feel anything as flimsy as fear so how come? How come I’m scared of Amber dying? How come seeing her in that state, not moving a single muscle, unable to say a single word and her body paler than a paper was scaring me? We’ve done worse things to her, we’ve bullied her because of her condition, Heterochromia, and my brothers and I are the reason she wouldn’t look anyone in the eye.