American Horror Story Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

Sasha said before relaxing in her seat, and after few minutes Arnold started the engine and drove off. As we arrived back at Sasha's house, my heart sank at the sight of Fredrick lying lifeless on the floor. Sasha wasted no time and immediately cast a spell to prevent anyone from tracking us. Arnold seemed hesitant, but I could see the desperation in Sasha's eyes as she pleaded with him to feed Fredrick his blood. I joined Sasha in begging Arnold, knowing that it was the only way to save Fredrick. Reluctantly, Arnold finally agreed and leaned down to feed his blood to Fredrick. I watched anxiously, hoping that it would revive him.

AMBER POV R-Rated My hands slide over the small silky piece of fabric I chose to wear tonight nervously. I can't believe it's happening. Tonight the ache in my chest will be connected to Lucian. We will experience the same type of connection Lupin had with his mate. We will become one! A special bond meant to repair all future werewolves.

When they came out, she saw another forest which was dark, but she was able to see everything because it was nothing like a night. “This is my kingdom, Marivobeth.” Ahaz told her and she started looking around herself. She took a round, beholding the beauty around her. Everything was dark, yet beautiful, just like Ahaz. “This is just a forest. Let’s get out of here.” He pulled her hand a bit, grabbing her attention. “To where?” “The countryside, where vampires live,” he tells her, shrugging his shoulders. “Don’t crack a joke, Ahaz, they’ll suck my blood.” She rolled her eyes and they widened as soon as she heard a loud howl from somewhere. She flinched and drew closer to Ahaz like a human. O

I roared. I threw the fang at the Author. It didn't hit him like a bullet. It hit him like a **Virus**. The fang buried itself in the Author’s chest. The "Narrative" wall shattered. The black ink words—*The Hero fell*—turned into violet birds and flew away. The Author looked down at the fang. His white sweater began to turn black. His skin began to grow fur. "What... what is this?" he gasped. "This isn't in the 'Outline'!"

Or maybe he was under her hypnosis so he couldn’t resist? “Get off me, bloodsucking monster.” She chuckled in his ear. “Yes, of course, for humans I am a monster. But don’t you think I am too beautiful to be called a monster?” To be able to feel her this way, he was more convinced that this wasn’t one of those many nightmares he had. However, it was still a nightmare. The worst one he ever had.

I already looked like a ghost, my hair was scattered from the dragging and pulling while trying to stop myself from thinking about horrible things. Things like… DEATH. The transformation of Arwan traumatized us, it completely changed our mindset about how people could just disappear, and it planted fear in our heads. Arlo walked into the room and climbed the bed, cupping my face in his arms, “You don’t look great.” “I want it,” I blurted out. “You… want what?” he stammered. I gawked at him, “I want to have sex with you… Arlo.”

"The attic suite is suicide! The thing in there isn't just a ghost, it's—" "It's what?" She bit her lip, her voice a terrified whisper. “It’s the Shadow Lord. An ancient entity that devours light and souls. They say he rips your soul straight from your body, leaving your mind to scream in the endless dark until he finally swallows you whole.” I pulled my arm away. “Sounds cool.” “Cool?!” Marcus leaned over the third-floor railing. “Little girl, do you have any idea what happened to the last player who tried that? He didn’t even make it through the first night. The next morning, all they found was a human-shaped bloodstain on the floor!”

It's midnight and Arlo is still with me. He hasn't left my side since Hunter attacked me. Flashback of the Haunted House breakthrough. I don't know what to do now. Breaking up with Hunter is risky business, but staying with him was dangerous for my body. I can still feel his hands inserting themselves into places I never agreed to, but despite it, I have to stay with Hunter. He and Model Perfect are a package deal because Aftershock is owned by them. All these decisions make me never want to become an adult.

Murmurs rippled through the crowd like waves, pack members turning to each other, their anxiety spiking. Damon continued, his jaw tight enough to crack, his eyes blazing with the weight of what he was about to reveal. "My sister, Autumn, has been taken… and changed. She is now something the old stories warned us about. A hybrid. Part lycan… part vampire." The words hung in the air for a single, perfect moment of silence. Then the hall erupted.

The other she-wolf starts running in my direction, but it does not frighten me at all. I go towards her, and when she is about to approach me, the ground under her paws catches fire, so she finds herself imprisoned in a circle of flames. I calmly enter inside without reporting any damage while she burns her hair as soon as she tries to crosses the border. “Now you’ll see if I’m not scary, stupid Omega!” I enter her mind and make her live some horrible moments, and I show her what happened to my family, with the difference that it is hers to be killed in reality. The ending is also different, in which she does not survive but is slowly killed by those bloodsuckers.