Romans & histoires American Horror Story: Asylum

As soon as the door was opened, Morgan Blackstorm's voice came from behind again, lightly, with a little banter, "Have you seen enough?" "Morgan Blackstorm, you..." Ashley was about to refute, but the bright bathroom suddenly went dark, and then, there was a loud "bang" sound from somewhere, which scared Ashley. "Ahh!" She screamed, turned around, and jumped into Morgan Blackstorm's arms, her hands were tightly wrapped around his neck, and her legs were wrapped around his waist like a koala, wishing to grow together with him. "There are ghosts... there are ghosts...!" It was pitch black all around, and she couldn't see her fingers.

He looked around at his companions, seeking answers that appeared just as elusive to them as to him. "Guys, there's no time for questions," Thorian's voice sliced through the tension, authoritative and clear. The others nodded in quick agreement, sensing the urgency in his tone. Nash, eager to heed Thorian's command, made a move towards the door, hand poised to twist the knob. However, a sudden and strange occurrence interrupted their escape plan. Ashley, one of their group, entered an eerie trance-like state. Her once lively eyes turned pure white, her expression distant as she began to perceive unsettling images of injured men armed with an array of weapons, their grim presence converging

I made my way through the dark corridors of the dungeon, my heart burning with a desire for revenge. I had been betrayed by Luciana, the very person I thought was my friend and ally. But now, I was determined to make her pay with her blood. I reached the cell where Sam and Morris were being held, and I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked up at me. "Who are you?" they chorused together. "The spirit that has been haunting you. I am Ashley, the Luna you all killed." They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak.

Their minds grew foggy, and they couldn’t fight it any longer. (Alexander's POV) I moved with fierce determination, my heart pounding as I approached the abandoned warehouse. I signaled to Brian, Chris, and the pack warriors with a swift hand gesture, and the team sprang into action. The sounds of growls, metal clashing, and bodies hitting the ground filled the air as we fought fiercely. When I finally reached a heavy wooden door, the sound of chanting resonated from inside and I burst through the door. The scene that greeted me made my blood run cold. Ashley and Alaina lay unconscious on a large table and a dark-haired witch stood over them, chanting from an ancient-looking book.

The man’s eyes were empty sockets, dark and hollow, and his forehead was marred with strange symbols that glowed faintly in the moonlight. “Witch’s marks,” Ansel muttered, his voice a low growl. He reached out and touched the man’s forehead, feeling the faint remnants of dark magic. “They drained their blood through their eyes. This is dark magic, Amos. The witches took their blood before ending their lives.” Amos clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. “Those monsters,” he spat. “They killed every single person in this village.” "This is unexpected, I thought the reporter said twenty." Ansel growled, his eyes turning darker than before and he clenched his fists, trying to control hi

“It does not matter where Father Isaiah chooses to make his home-base. The fact remains that in a matter of days, they will drive their experiments upstream, and we are in the path of a flood of zombie-creatures. We need to protect ourselves, and that means securing the areas where the river passes through the town.” “When is the release scheduled for?” Heath wondered. “Mmm,” Aislen shook her head. “They don’t know. Soon, is all I get from them.” “What are we doing?” Cameron wondered as he and Rhett joined them. “Aislen is reading the minds of the Van Helsing’s inside. There is a group upstairs having a meeting - ” “They’re done. They’re coming out,” Aislen’s eyes shot open. “We need to move

I snapped at him, annoyed he was able to grab my attention like he had. “Very well, let’s see where was I? Oh yes, one day I saw the God Anubis and was convinced I had died, I was starving and hallucinating. Anubis approached me and asked if I wanted to avenge my family and escape the dreadful place I was in. Of course, I told him I did, and before I knew it, he was biting into my neck and feeding me his blood. Only when I had awakened did I realize what had happened. I had heard rumors from the guards of monsters that hid in the dark, killing those that crossed their path or making them into the same kind of monster. Confused, I stared at an ordinary man that sat across from me, laughing wi

He growled, he could feel the pain of the people, from where he was standing, there were so many agonizing emotions he could feel from the park. Seeing the look of amusement on the intruders’ faces, Chase was ready to shift into his animal form, his eyes changes colors. He was already halfway through the shifting when his inside suddenly tightened, making him return to his man form, he couldn’t breathe normally, and he began beating his chest trying hard to breathe, he dropped to his knees. “I think I forgot to mention I am from the lineage and generation of witches and sorcerers.” Danica said with a smirk, she is on her feet, her both hands stretched towards a struggling Chase, controlling

They all headed home, but Ashton lost consciousness on the way when the wound on his forehead started bleeding. “Chris, his bandage is soaked. We have to take him to the hospital.” Henry drove them over to the hospital nearby and they started treating his wound. With no update about Hayley, it was the worst night of their lives. Ashton regained consciousness, but he was uncontrollable, begging Mr. Barclay to let him drive over to Cypress Hills. “I’ll die here if you don’t take me. I’ll escape, Uncle Chris.” “Alright, son. You’re the most stubborn boy alive, I guess. I’ll take you there but mind you, we won’t go inside.”

He then turned to Alpha Parsons and smirked. "Your demon payment is due," his beast snarled then grinned slightly as the ground started to rumble. The ground started to crack as flames billowed upward then a wispy black smoke rose up around the Alpha's legs and began pulling him down into the earth. I covered my eyes from the horrendous way his body was being dragged down into the depths of hell. The pack members turned away from his pleas for help and I turned and buried my face into my mate's chest. Grayson held me close and called for Xavier to hurry and get his ass over to us. My son, bruised and tired, clawed himself up the side of the pit and stumbled toward us. I grabbed him as Grayso