Aphmau Scared Novels & Stories

Martha turns around and gets a bowl of rice and served it on the table. "Mommy it's true, but Nanny just didn't see it. He was a short old man with a long beard and scary eyes and nails like a monster, I felt like he was going to eat me! Huhuhuhu....." Phoebe covers her face with a white throw pillow from their couch and cries endlessly. She cries with fear, she has never encountered such a creepy creature before. Amelia and Martha are suspiciously puzzled about Phoebe's story and were surprised as Amelia's cellphone vibrated from the table.

Freddy and Shima were terrified when they heard Kei's voice. 'Jeez .. Is Duendera from an evil creature too?' Freddy whispered to himself. "I know them. They're crazy creatures of power." Duendera followed the rhythm of Kei's voice, her voice serious and creepy.

I added in screams of agony and pains. She just smirked at me and watched as my hands kept on quivering. "This will serve as a lesson to you"aunty Lydia replied maliciously. The gate suddenly whirled open and Nonso walked inside. He quickened his pace once he spotted how my hands were quivering. "Amara what is this?"he asked in concern once he got to me. He brought my hands up and scrutinized it before facing Lydia, glaring at her. Lydia hissed loudly at both of us.

“Because I was scared!” Her voice cracked completely. “He watched us for years, Ama. Every time I thought about talking, I’d see him again.” Fear filled the room. Old fear. Deep fear. The kind that never truly disappears. Then suddenly— Daniel’s phone vibrated sharply. He answered immediately. “What?” His expression changed within seconds. Cold. Focused. Dangerous. He ended the call slowly. Ama wiped her tears shakily. “What happened?” Daniel looked toward both sisters. Then quietly said—

And for a brief second, the anger disappeared. Because suddenly, he saw her hands shaking. He saw the fear in her. Immediately, his expression softened. “You’re scared.” He said. Not a question. But a statement. Amara swallowed hard. Because honestly, yes. She was terrified. Her life had become completely unrecognizable. Fake engagement. Dangerous secrets. Missing mother. Conspiracies. Kidnappings. Genetic files. Explosions. This wasn’t normal anymore. Tears suddenly gathered in her eyes.

“Don’t change the subject, boss. And no—I’m sorry, you’re not going to see me dance.” “Haha! Fine… I’m scared of spiders. No—terrified.” “Even tiny spiders?” Amara burst out laughing when Xavier nodded. “Who knew the great Xavier Peralta was scared of harmless spiders?” She teased. “Harmless, my foot. Spiders are scary—their many legs, their eyes. Just thinking about them makes my skin crawl. Want to hear something new?” She nodded. “I missed you… I think you charmed me or something. I couldn’t focus on my work because I kept thinking about you.”

Fear of him. He didn’t say a word. He just turned and walked away, silent as a shadow. Amara dropped to her knees beside me. “Are you okay?” she asked, voice trembling. I managed a weak laugh. “I just survived death, Amara. So… no, not really.” She sighed shakily. “Stupid question. I’m sorry.” Her hands were trembling too. I could see it…the confusion, the fear, the heartbreak all blending together on her face.

She was happy as well and she couldn't stop smiling. “You have no idea how scared I was when Mrs Pamela called us and informed us what happened.”My mother spoke out her fears and hugged Amara. They hugged and I couldn't help but smile at the sight.My mother was cautious while hugging Amara and I could tell that she was being careful just like how the doctors had advised us. Mom stepped back and now it was time for Dad.He smiled and looked at her daughter with gentle eyes.No one would ever imagine that the Almighty werewolf king of Silver kingdom could be that gentle.Most people feared him because they know how strong and tough he can be.

Then— “I’m scared.” The words slipped out softly before Amara could stop them. Alexander turned toward her instantly. Really looked at her. And what he saw made his chest ache. Because she looked overwhelmed. Not dramatic. Not emotional for attention. Just genuinely scared. “I don’t know what I’m doing,” she admitted quietly. Tears filled her eyes again. “I don’t know how to be part of your world. I don’t know how to handle all this pressure. And now there’s a baby involved and—”

Nodding as she can feel the light on her heart that someone believes in her story. “They have a stinky fur and smells like a corpse. They have long-sharp teeth and acidic saliva’s. One of them claws my right arm as I am trying to save my grandma. But my grandma doesn’t want me to get killed with them that’s why she does her best to stop them, as I run away and ask for help. No one believes me and even tells me I’m crazy.” Amaia nodded. She can see how Aya was traumatized. Her cold non-emotion eyes did not feel pity, but she knows how painful it is to witness your loved one’s death.