Aphmau Scared Novels & Stories

He whispered, so I could be the only one to hear it. Oh God! My heart skipped faster. I swallowed the lump in my throat as he touched me on the cheek. "I am scared. Why?" "It is just a mouth to mouth. Just close your eyes, and feel me doing it." "What is this love talk all about now." Someone grumbled.

For a moment, I thought I saw fear. Jaxon knelt beside me, his usual grin gone, replaced by a haunted look that sent a shiver down my spine. "You shouldn’t have done that, Amara," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "You don’t know what you’ve triggered." My throat tightened, and I tried to speak, but the words stuck. What had I done? It wasn’t just the pain, though that was still echoing through every nerve in my body—it was something deeper. Something I couldn’t see, but I could feel.

the chubby woman said and left too. An ache pushed my heart as I saunterd around the hamlet. I tilted my gaze, and found Randolph and the men watching me. Fresh tears rolled down my face and I wiped them. I glanced at the people here, I am nothing like them. Or am I? Are there two or more worlds colliding in my head? Someone screamed in the hamlet. A patient. She threw herself on the floor and laughed. I looked, and noticed Randolph and the men were distracted. Grabbing my dress, I moved.

Amaya continued to scream as her parents tried to calm her down. "They're just Security men! They're trying to protect us... You don't have to... Oh, Honey!" Her mum tried to persuade her but Amaya wouldn't stop screaming. Then Amaya fell to the floor still screaming blocking the men from walking further. "What's wrong with her!?" The head guard asked. "Of course, she's terrified of you, you barge into a little girl's room looking like that, do you think she wouldn't be terrified!?" Amaya's Dad said angrily.

And now, I’m feeling insecure over this shit. “Somebody is lost in their thoughts. Penny for what’s on your mind,” Saph says as she gently pokes the middle of my forehead. I scrunch up my face and glare at her. She and Amy share a laugh as Saph takes a seat next to her. “She’s pissed off cause Dare-Bear hasn’t kept her in the loop about this meeting,” Amy says. And now Pearl joins us and takes a seat next to Saph.

Darling, daddy is coming in. No response. I frowned. But I didn't hear anybody's voice. A cold unease settled in my chest. Amara, I called again. Still nothing. My heart began to race. Nobody's voice. I pushed the door only to find Amara on the floor. Time stopped. The world narrowed to that single horrifying image. I quickly rushed to her. I dropped to my knees, my hands shaking as I touched her small body. Her breath was shallow. Too shallow. Fear unlike anything I had ever known surged through me.

With a heavy heart, I entered the coffee shop, seeking solace in the familiar surroundings. As I walked in, Amara rushed towards me, her arms outstretched for a hug. I embraced her tightly, feeling a rush of warmth and love. But beneath that moment of affection, a deep sense of fear gnawed at me. I couldn't help but wonder if this was the last time I would hold her like this. If Maxon succeeded in taking my children away from me, they would be robbed of their mother's love and care. The mere thought sent shivers down my spine, and I clung to Amara a little tighter, as if by doing so, I could protect her from the impending storm.

He replied pointing to where Amara was. I paid him off and moved closer to her. “Amara?” She didn’t respond. She was murmuring inaudible words that weren’t understandable. I bent down to her level and pulled her closer to my chest, hugging her tight enough. “Amara, I want you to listen to me, okay? You’re fine. Nothing is wrong. We’re in Kimberley together and you’re okay. Nobody can get to hurt you, trust me” “Don’t hurt me! Stop! Stop. I’m scared!” She kept on chanting over and over.

He was still trying to recover. “Hmm?” She was too busy to even glance at him. “You should eat,” she said. “You're not fine,” Gavin quickly said. She can never fool him or even fake what she feels in front of him. He knows her that well. “What's the problem?” He asked. Amara took a deep sigh and continued serving his food on the bed table. “I'm just scared, until now.” She uttered and glanced at him for a moment. “I never felt this fear of losing someone not until that happened in the Mafia party,” she added along with a weak smile on her lips.

I’d have one more person fired by the time morning rolled in. It was a minute before Amara stopped shaking in my arms. I rubbed the back of her neck, this was the closest we’d been in the past twenty-four hours and I wanted to bathe in every inch of the warmth she emitted. “You must’ve been so scared,” I whispered against her head. “The light will be back on in no time, I’ve called the company to send one of their guys to fix it.” I knew some people were scared of the dark, it was a reasonable phobia. But this breaking down happening in my arms wasn’t just a fear of the dark, something much worse was at play.