Scary Mothers Novels & Stories

“Wake up, Mom.” Bryan grabbed me by the hair. His eyes spoke of menace. “Why do you keep making risky choices, Carys?” I burst into tears. “Can’t we just talk, Bryan? Please save Mom. She’s dying!” The pool of blood on the floor gathered, and Mom, pale in the face, was out of it. Bryan scoffed, his eyes reflecting disdain. “Do you know how long I’ve been preparing for this day?” His question hung in the air. I was too focused on saving Mom to process it.

I cried as I answered, "My mother-in-law sold Cara to Hans!" When the neighbors heard it, some were whispering, some were shocked, but most of them were furious. Many of those present were parents whose children had been cruelly murdered by Hans. A young woman stepped up and said, "Don't worry. We've been neighbors for so many years and all watched Cara growing up. We won't stand by and do nothing when she's in trouble." "Me too!" "Count me in!" "And me!" Despite how noisy it had become around me, everyone picked up a weapon. All of them genuinely wanted to help.

It was not fear—they were not entirely afraid—but recognition of the Dark’s reach. Suddenly, a scream echoed from the clearing. The middle child had acted, moving swiftly to intercept the eldest, her hand thrust into the firelight. The air erupted with tension as she pulled, trying to drag the eldest back, resisting what she could not fully comprehend. Shadows lashed around them like living snakes, curling, probing, testing, biting at every hesitation.

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

She did her best. “People who’ve never done this think truckers and lone travelers who pick up hitchhikers are all bad, scary monsters,” my mother says. “They watch these murder shows on TV and they think of big ugly men with junk food guts and rusty knives stuck through their belts. They hear about maimed hookers and shallow graves. Most people like to believe the worst, especially if it’s about something they’ve never seen up close.”

I was shaking with fear before I remembered my mother’s words about a proper trigger, and this might just be it. "Werewolves are strong, and they own the whole Serene land; no one can bring me down," I said, standing to my feet and trying so hard to conceal my fear. But the next thing I saw almost brought me back down to the ground. A swarm of skarvs was approaching me. Mum had always told us that skarvs were twisted creatures, accompanied by fierce, heavy winds. They were the scariest things that existed in the forest, but I would have been able to fight them if only I had my wolf. The wind that accompanied the skarvs had separated me from Mum and Elara; now they couldn't hear me or come to

But before Kaeden could cause me any further embarrassment, I shut him off and started thinking of all other things to kill my raging hard on. The image of Chaos's mother threatening me to take care of her only daughter or else she would come over to my pack and castrate me in public did it for me. I was soft and shriveled in a split second. That woman is scary and the thought of that very moment sent shivers down my spine. She had threatened me heatedly and then smiled brightly afterwards as if what she had just said was nothing but a joke but I knew better. ************************************ The squealing of my mother as she run out the door towards my mate brought me out of my thoughts

“But he’s coming. I can feel him in my blood, in the very air we breathe. The bond never truly breaks.” The raw terror in her eyes made my stomach drop into freefall. I had seen my mother afraid before - of bills we couldn’t pay, of losing her job, of all the normal monsters that haunt working single moms. But this was different. This was the fear of someone who had glimpsed something beyond the veil of our ordinary world, something that haunted her very soul. “Who found us, Mum? What’s happening?” I tried to make sense of her cryptic words, my heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted to escape.

My father and I screamed in horror, and he burst into laughter. "I am not the one that killed her; It is the vampires! Can't you see they plucked out her heart?" The Beta giggled sarcastically before gripping her neck and pinning her to the wall. He used his other hand to strike her belly, his claws piercing their way in as he pulled out her intestines like a bloodthirsty monster. My mother screeched in extreme pain, her voice fading. Blood was gushing out of her body. The horror scene was playing in front of us and not like those movies I'd watch. This time it was reality and I was losing my mother to it.

“Have the spirits been captured yet?” Luna Meria was horrified. “What spirits?!” Luna Sandra’s tone became mysterious. “There are spirits in this place! You don’t know. Every day, they crawl out to threaten me, especially at midnight. They have long tongues, red eyes, black hair, and they wear white clothes. They are the five mothers, the five mothers! They come to claim my life! It must be them! No, it could also be the third lady... Yes, it’s them!”