Ahs Murder House Characters Novels & Stories

All he had to remember her by was the bracelet he clutched in his fist on arrival at the hospital, the bracelet with the letters 'JMH'. That was six years ago, following the accident Asher had become even more recluse than he was when his parents died, he became more frigid. The realization that someone tried to kill him made him vicious, and numb to other people's feelings. But his loose morals have also served him well, a lot of people might hate him, but he's become a chasm of wealth, and he pursues even more. "Good morning Mr. Evans, you have Mr. Brown waiting in your office," said Mila Hernandez, Asher's secretary, a middle-aged Mexican-American woman with olive-colored skin, soft brown

This was the best weekend with you ever" There were even pictures in the chat. I got so mad that I threw the phone at the wall watching the screen breaking into millions of pieces. That cheating bastard. I went to take a shower and when I took off my bra, the small white tablet dropped to the floor. I stared at it and remembered Dean using it. I quickly got my phone from the night stand and googled Xylon 10 only to discover that ibuprofen was the main ingredient. My phone dropped out of my hands and to the floor. Derek was a murderer. I fucked a murderer. How in the lord's name did I end up with a criminal. ****************************************** Charles POV I knocked on the door of the A

Left with my phone and social media for companionship, I binge on reels on different socials, exhaustion slowly riding over my will to stay awake when my thumb freezes mid-swipe. Twenty-three-year-old paramedic Aurora Flint, found gruesomely murdered in small-town outskirts… The picture that follows is a replica of the scene from my dream. Same robe… heart ripped out. Ashton… he killed her. The more I read, the more I wish I knew nothing about anything. A soft click opens, and Ashton steps in. His eyes go round when he sees me, fingers pressed tight on the knob. I glare at him hard and long, and his expression mirrors mine, mostly confusion swirling in those green orbs.

I knocked at the door, and it opened immediately. “Maverick, you don't have to knock at the door.” Blue chuckled as I walked in. “Hi.” “If it's not our favourite human murderer.” Ashley giggled at the corner. The sight of her made me a little bothered. But what can I do? I'm just a pawn in someone else's game.

“He told me what your father did, told me about his cruelty. Don’t act like he was innocent—he was far from it. I don’t blame Hades for his actions because his heart was in the right place. But I also saw how he struggled to accept the consequences of that decision, how it blackened his soul. I could see it in his eyes. He tried to do the right thing, and it cost him everything.” Ash hadn’t blinked once. I had no idea what was going on behind those brown eyes. Did I just provoke him? Or did I subdue him? “All I know is that he’s sorry. If he could take it back, he would. Of course, I married him, and I stand by that decision.” Ash’s fingers squeezed his glass. “You married a murderer.” “Bett

Louie wisely took his leave, feeling even more in awe of Ashton now, along with a greater sense of anticipation. The clash between Ashton and Flint would be an epic one. It would reshape Javonbury's criminal underworld and change the trajectories of countless lives, too." Ashton stepped into the villa. As soon as Hazel and Rhonda saw him, they felt even more uneasy. They quickly cowered, but their eyes were filled with a mix of hatred and fear as they looked at him. "On your knees! Come and serve your master!" Ashton commanded.

“The dog was perfectly fine moments ago. This thing probably killed it. We clean the yard every day without fail, so I don’t know where the dog could have found and consumed this. As his gaze fell on the mini vial in the staff member’s grasp, his mind wandered back to the video Coral had shown him the other day. In the footage, a doctor had an identical vial to inject into Charles’ IV bag. Half an hour later, the very physician who had administered the medication was thrown onto the floor. Subjected to brutal interrogation, she finally broke down and confessed. “Mr. Reed! Mr. Reed! I acted on Ms. Harper’s orders. She said that the man was dying anyway, so no one would suspect foul play. So I

Asher sighs before he says, "I wouldn't call him a good person. But he wouldn't do anything bad to you, I can promise you that. If you decide to agree to our plan, I believe he would be too interested in you to hurt you, if that would make you feel better. I feel my eyes narrow unintentionally. Interested in me? "How can you be so sure? Have you not seen Death's face when he was mentioned? Whoever he may be...no one has given me a very good explanation," I tell him, my tone more spiteful than anything. He's not the one I should be angry at. It's Aspen and the rest of them for dragging me here in the first place. "I can't explain what he is like. I don't think I would do you justice, since ev

I say, looking back at Asher, causing his eyebrows to furrow slightly. "Really? I didn't feel like it" He says, putting the chip in his mouth before taking another chip from the packet and moving it to my lips. He keeps on feeding me like that and I keep on taking smaller bites, letting him eat a larger portion of the chips. When the movie reaches the climax, the killer isn't anyone we had predicted. It was a man who lived in the same flat as the murdered girl. So neither Asher nor Aaron wins the bet and I don't lose my 1000$.

"Who do you think you are huh? Why are you so concerned about her death? Is it because of Alicia? Do you hate to see her in pain or something? Look here Ashton, you should know better than to try and butt into my business, whatever I choose to do is none of your concern, I can murder as many people as I want and I don't give a damn about it so why should you?" Ashton walked closer to her, staring deep into her eyes. "This. Isn't. Part. Of. The Plan." He spelled out. "You don't get to tell me what to do.'' Evie retorted. ''And let's not forget that you also assisted me in this by giving me a photo of her, so stop playing nice because you're in one way connected to her murder. If it hadn't bee