Ahs: Freak Show Cast Novels & Stories

Ash shouted they're acting weird like seriously? "Hey what's happening? Are you insane or something?" I said it with full of sarcasm. "Sabby Aeshe Zraa was a model and she's been my crush for a long time," Ashton said proudly. Ash smiles "Even Alaister Lilyane Hirsch is a model too" okay like seriously what are they talking about? Models? "Ash, look at their faces it's different? Look at their hair and their eyes it's different" Ashton said and with that, I immediately went beside him as well as Ash.

She saw three other groups dressed in similar garb. The first, a herd of perhaps a dozen or more figures, awkward and unsure, stood silent watching their highborn audience. Each wore a sheer red shift and was physically deformed. She felt sick looking at their bizarre flaws exposed in the glow of the lamps. A freak show. A priapic dwarf, a pair of obese women joined from neck to hip, a muscular youth with a pin head, a man whose face and body were distorted by huge sack-like swellings. Mary turned away with disgust and growing misgivings. Nancy’s expression mirrored hers. A much larger group in blue shifts looked like common streetwalkers who’d been rounded up in the rookeries and brought up

She groaned as she felt a sharp pain in her head. She tried to stand up from the chair she was seated, but she realized her hands were tied, her legs too. She struggled to free herself to no avail. Frustrated, she called out, "Hello, is anyone there?". The door creaked and two boys and a girl appeared. The boys were putting on black hoodies while the girl was putting a blue hoodie. Ashley couldn't see their faces because their hoods covered part of their faces. The girl pulled off her hoodie and Ashley recognized her immediately. It was Claire. She clenched her fist hard at the sight of Claire.

Chapter 8 Chapter Eight Five years later, the Astor Grand Hotel buzzed with energy as business elites mingled in the ballroom. Nikolai Ashford adjusted his tie, surveying the crowd with practiced indifference, networking events like thus6 had become routine to him, it was just another opportunity to display the Ashford empire's continued dominance in the industry. "Stop fidgeting," Cassandra murmured, sliding her hand into the crook of his arm. "You look perfect." She told herself.

Asher’s Beta, who had been on leave these past six months doting on his pregnant mate, peeked his head into the room. “It’s show time folks.” He drawled, flashing me a gruff smile as though he could see the raw nerves throbbing beneath my veins. I let out a sharp breath and shook out my hands, visualizing the stress leaving my body in heavy waves. It would never cease to amaze me how I’d rather be neck-deep in battle than speak in front of a crowd. But hey, we all had our weaknesses. Asher and I stepped out into the hall, our entourage following closely behind. It was there, beneath the sloped ceilings and crystal chandeliers that we met up with Tristan and Holly.

Before I could utter a foolish word like ‘break a leg,’ Asher had pulled away and was headed towards the stage with the other guys. “I wonder if she even has enough money to bid on the least of all of them.” I heard one of Serena’s minions whisper, albeit not so low because everyone in the damn hall heard her. They reminded me of sharks closing on their prey…or rather, killer whales. Asher winked at me from where he stood in the center, the tallest of all of them….he was so fucking handsome. Just then, the television displayed the most infuriating headline,

The perfect, composed Luna Camilla was unravelling before his eyes. Blaze’s smirk deepened as he took in the stunned expressions of the assembled Alphas, council members, and guests. They stood frozen, unsure of how to react to the bombshell Asher had just dropped. And why wouldn’t they be? This was supposed to be a celebration of power, unity, and tradition. Yet here stood Asher, the prized Alpha prince, proudly declaring a child with a rogue—a half-breed, no less. The scandal was delicious.

Plus hand stands, swings, pirouettes and other acrobatic feats meant to please a crowd who came to see the catboy and his sister perform. The worst part? They weren't the biggest freaks in the show, and while it wasn't a great life, they survived. Until the day Sheng overhead Kaleb discussing his plans to breed his sister to the highest bidder. Even without his promise to his father, Sheng would have done anything to get her out of there, and he did.

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When I was eighteen, my brothers, the bosses of our mafia family, brought home an adopted sister. And so, naive as I was, I became the biggest nuisance in the family. When Vivian's dress was torn, they blamed me. When Vivian was frightened by the gang violence, they still blamed me. Later, our turf was attacked, and Vivian was kidnapped by our rivals. My brothers, who used to adore me, looked at me with desperate, tearful eyes and broke down. "Piper, we are begging you. Please take Vivian's place, okay?" I quietly looked up at them and softly said, "Okay." So, on that stormy night, I walked alone into the enemy camp and took the place of their beloved princess. As for me, I was thro