American Horror Story Coven Kyle Spencer Novels & Stories

When the food arrived, he didn't wait; he expertly carved the prime rib, placing the best cuts onto Jesse’s plate before he even touched his own. "I can feed myself, Kyle," Jesse whispered, though the provider instinct radiating from him made her feel cherished in a way she’d never known. "I know you can," Kyle replied, his amber eyes locking onto hers. "But you’re mine. And I take care of what’s mine." The bubble of normalcy burst the moment they stepped into the cool, damp night of the parking lot. The air didn't smell like rain anymore; it smelled like ozone and rotting lilies—the signature scent of the High Coven.

‘Not in front of the girls , let's get them settled first’ I reply , he just nods . ----- Three hours later I am sitting in Tynan’s office with my Mate , Kurat and Gideon . “Well?” Kurat says as he sits with his arms crossed over his chest . “Mind your tone Kurat , remember this is your Mother” Tynan warns him as he pulls me onto his lap . “The Sombrear coven are dark witches that specialise in blood magic” I say drawing in a shuddering breath , pulling comfort from Tynan’s scent and touch .

Amira quickly took control of it and attacked Luther. Meanwhile, other members of the coven flew away because of the powerful energy from Abaddon. Along with the hunters is Axen’s coven opponent Abaddon, but even if a few more of them attack him at the same time, they can’t even get him to his knees. “How’s Cael?” Kyra asked Tyler. “He is not well. Black smoke surrounds his heart, and it stops Cael’s heart from beating. And even in his veins, the black smoke prevents the blood from flowing through his body.” said Tyler.

He smiles pulling open the folder and taking a pile of his own and placing it in front of him, I chuckle once more looking down at my own pile, at least it was less daunting than before. We spend around an hour looking through everything, barely a word was spoken by either of us as we were too engrossed on what we were reading. I had learnt a few things, mostly about the vampires. The King of the vampires was called Sebastian and from all accounts, was not a nice man. Spencer explains how once when he visited what they call the coven, one of the vampires accidentally, split drink down themselves and Sebastian, completely lost it. He had people pour boiling hot water down the vampires throat,

I replied, my voice steady with determination. After what felt like an eternity, we reached the outskirts of the vampire coven. Tall, ancient trees loomed around us, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. Selene led us through the hidden entrance, guarded by sentinels with piercing gazes and fangs gleaming in the moonlight. We were brought before the coven's leader, a regal vampire named Victor. His eyes held centuries of wisdom, and there was an air of authority that surrounded him. Alex and I exchanged a glance, knowing that this meeting would be pivotal in securing their support.

“What good is a dead one? You took all the good parts. I don’t want your scraps. Let me have the tall one in the back.” Kent knew the vampire was talking about Ted’s wife Paula. “I don’t think Ted will approve.” “Who is Ted?” “That’s her husband.” “Fine, I don’t care, send me one that isn’t married.” Kent was stuck, his bluff was going nowhere fast. He was putting off the inevitable for as long as he could; as they would all be dead in an hour. Then he saw more vampires enter the commons from the hall and now there were six or seven heading his way. Now the shit would hit the fan.

“Then we have Aamon, the deadliest leader of the Lifeblood Coven with his underling, Kyle. The third is Gabriel, leader of the Night Raiders Coven and lastly, we have the Silver-Crest Coven. Apparently, this Coven holds the highest authority and decisions are made there by the elders, but, I’m not so sure now because of what happened 200 years ago.” “Wait,” Harper interrupted her. “You said there are five Covens but you mentioned only four.” “Yes,” Bathilda said. “I must have omitted the “Dark Shadows.” “Why is that?” Harper asked further with a slight frown on her forehead. “No important reason. They are not our problem at the moment.” “Then you shouldn’t have mentioned that there are five

Dean explained and Sharlynn gulped. " They're looking for a girl" someone said and they both turned to see Kyle standing at the door with his arms crossed. " What girl?" Sharlynn asked and Kyle scoffed. " Well, it starts from the origin story of vampires and werewolves" Kyle said and Dean looked at him suspiciously. " There's no origin story Kyle - at least no one knows it," Dean said and Kyle chuckled. " How do you know this story?" Sharlynn asked and Kyle suddenly smirked before he said, " I was there".

Kyle choked out, recognition lighting up in his eyes. I knew my mama headed a company that Kyle had previously acquired from someone named Rossi. I realized that this man was here to kill me in cold blood over some bid for revenge against Kyle. So I had the element of surprise. He had no idea what I really was–a girl born with the powers of one destined to lead the Salem Coven of Witches.

The figure looked up, eyes wide with fear, and tried to flee. "Stop!" Alex shouted, launching himself forward. Allan used his shadow manipulation to block the escape route, ensnaring the spy in tendrils of darkness. Caught, the spy struggled briefly before realizing the futility of resistance. "Don't hurt me!" the spy pleaded, his voice trembling. Kai and Elysia joined Alex and Allan, their expressions grim. "Who are you?" Kai demanded. "And why are you here?" The spy, a young werewolf with fear etched into his features, hesitated before speaking. "I'm... I'm a scout for the rogue werewolves. They sent me to gather information about your plans."