American Horror Story Kyle And Zoe Novels & Stories

Shirley's eyes went wide in horror as she beheld the state he was in, she knew he had hurt himself but she did not know it was as bad as this, the wounds refused to close up even with his werewolf healing. Robert and Amelia rushed in as soon as the door went open; they knelt beside Zane and prepped him up so his back was resting on the bedside. "Shirley are you still here?" Zane called sleepily; he was struggling to stay away by forcing his eyes open but it seems hard, he was gradually losing consciousness because he had lost too much blood. Shirley stood still staring at the blood on the floor as memories of what the moon goddess said came rushing back.

Zinnia took a deep breath before she walked behind the woman, she stared around the massive mansion they were in, she had seen big houses in her pack before but this huge and weirdly creepy mansion she had never entered. Everything was black, or red. But what she possibly could expect from them? They were vampires. Soon they paused in front of a giant gate and after knocking on the door they entered, Zinnia stared around the room, and found a woman laid on the couch with her legs on another woman's lap who was kneading it. Zinnia had no idea about the rules or how grave mistake she made when she looked right in the woman's eyes, who seemed to be displeased with her actions and gracefully sto

- It's been hard for you. - No, I feel like I just came back from a trip. Well, let me tell you this story. After saying that, Lucasta grabbed Aurora's hand and pulled her into the house. As she walked, she told the doctor about the village with people in the shape of vampires and the blood that Anatole bought to use as food for them, to help relieve their pain. The secret meeting took place in a tense atmosphere as the three of them told Samson and Lucasta about Maris' disappearance and suspected that it was related to William.

He was moving with terrifying strength, each blow sending Zoe’s body jolting upward, her long hair whipping around her as her moans shattered into incoherent whimpers. “Ah... aah... Aaron... you’re going to kill me...” Aaron smirked, his movements only becoming more savage. “You’re not going to die, baby.” The floor was freezing, but their bodies were an inferno. It seemed like an eternity before Aaron finally reached his peak, groaning as he released his hunger into the condom. Zoe collapsed against him, gasping for air, her limbs like jelly. She thought the nightmare was finally over. But Aaron Kael was a machine. After only a few minutes of catching his breath, he flipped her over, pinnin

She went looking for a story. She found a curse. Kelsey Jones is a desperate reporter chasing an anonymous tip about a dead crypt in the Carpathian Mountains, and the moment she touches the ancient dagger inside it, she triggers something that hasn’t moved in a hundred years. Now she’s trapped in a gothic castle with the most dangerous creature in the hidden world, a Lycan King so cursed he kills to survive and shifts into a monster by night. He looks at her like he’s seen her before. Like he’s been waiting. Like she belongs to him. She has seven days before the curse becomes permanent. She has a glowing dagger that can end him. And she is slowly, terrifyingly, forgetting every reason she ha

He keeps his eyes locked on Nolan's. "Don't freak out, alright?" Nolan says, and Zeke nods after hesitating for a moment. I don't see him shift, but I hear it. Bones cracking and snapping in place. Then a loud shriek comes from Zeke, and he yanks his arm free from me. He stumbles back, panic spreading across his features. "What the fuck?!" he looks to Sam, who is edging closer to him, step by step. "We're werewolves" she says, more scared of his reaction then i thought she would be.

I scanned the trees in front of us and my eyes fell into the grass with rash movements, just near a chir pine tree. “Quinn, East!” I shouted as I felt something from the east running in our direction. Quinn nodded and immediately positioned her bow to release the arrow with poison. With a bolt, Quinn calmly let go of the arrow when a big brown werewolf appeared. This is our first time to see a brown-haired werewolf, most of the hunts we’ve been to have black or grey fur. “Brown?” Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain.

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

My chest tightened, and it was then reality cracked upon me that all this time Zahir had been telling the story of Zeve’s parents, grandparents and their struggle with Derek and the vampires. Lucella and Morfan peered at Zeve. I could hear Zeve’s heart hammer against her chest. “Who?” Her voice came out in a trembling whisper. “Who am I?” Zeve lifted her gaze at Zahir. Her eyes looked as if they were made of nothing but bright white light. Hikari got up and stood in front of Zahir. Zahir got up from his seat, and Hikari touched the dragon tattoo on his neck, clenching his Katana in his other hand.