American Horror.story Novels & Stories

She was also having the same thoughts, but she tried as much as possible to control her emotions. They went to the precinct immediately to inform the captain of their recent discovery. Sophia and her partner walked into the captain's office, their expressions serious. The captain looked up from his desk and immediately noticed the tension in the room. "What's the situation?" he asked, his voice steady. Sophia took a deep breath and began to recount the details of their investigation. "We received a tip from the wife of the first victim about the creature terrorizing Greenwood," she said. "The witness described the creature as a half-man, half-wolf."

"And, why did you leave the door open? Did you forget to close it?" If I say what happened, Alex might get mad at me for not believing him about the ghost. But what happened tonight was worse than usual. If Alex didn't come, I don't know what would have happened. The doorbell, the loud noise, the shadow of a guy. Is it really a ghost or someone stalking me? The only guy… I mean the only vampire stalking me right now is Austin but he wouldn't do things to scare me. I need to find out if it really a ghost or a person to make another move. Alex poked my cheek and asked, "Did something good happen?"

“Don’t worry, they’ll be fine. Just sleep for now.” “How long have they been gone? Do you know what time it is?” I pulled my hand from under the blanket to look at my watch, but Maria covered it with her hand. “You are going to drive yourself crazy. Ann, turn the TV on, put something distracting on.” “I have just the thing.” Ann rose from the seat and crouched down. She went through the DVD rack. “The Hills Have Eyes, definitely a distraction.” “Considering there is a crazy wolf after us do you really think we need to watch a horror flick, especially that?”

- Give me a glass of blood, I'm hungry. Soon, a large glass of blood was placed in front of Harvey. He quickly picked it up and drank it all in one long gulp. A few minutes later, his mind was completely awake, his limbs stopped feeling restless and uncomfortable. Because he followed her, he was late for dinner. Fortunately, he didn't faint on the street. When the clock struck eight o'clock in the evening, both of them moved to the haunted forest. Every time Harvey thinks about the name that humans gave that place, he feels funny because there are no ghosts haunting that forest, only two vampires, Maris and Samson.

We were halfway there when I looked over at Emery who was as silent as a church mouse. This wasn’t like him and I could smell the nervousness rolling off of him. “Hey man, what’s got you so damn quiet?” I nudged him with my elbow. He blinked a few times as his brown eyes scanned the road and both hands gripping the wheel so tight I could see the white in his knuckles, “I’m just a little tense after seeing those pictures. We have seen some pretty nasty shit, dude, but that was,” he stopped and shook his head, “fucked.” I turned back to the road and the images of the body flashed in my head. I shivered, “Yeah, it definitely makes you wonder what the hell are really in these woods.” I looked to

She covered the distance between her and the struggling Hannah tied to the chair. She held the Anthrax gently in her hand and flipped it open, a sharp pencil knife snapped out. Hannah's eyes dilated in panic and alarm as she wriggled in the chair furiously, beads of sweat trickling down her face. Oh God!!! What is happening? Is she going to end up dead as she had feared? Maybe she will end up in the second category after all-the one where the main character in a horror movie ends up dead right in the enemy's lair.

Or maybe it's my a/c? Couldn't I be haunted? Do you know the story of the killer ghosts that lurk around every three o'clock in the morning? They show up to the victim and murder them. That scene is like this. I took a deep breath and waited for someone to show up. It's really the last and I'm going back to my bedroom, I'm a little scared. My heart almost went out of the rib cage when suddenly a man in a hat appeared on the screen. It showed a round object, like a hypnotic device, that resembled the shade of dean's eye. I looked at it and I seemed to hear something strange.

Has he drained me within an inch of life and now he wants to finish the job, or does he want to turn me like in all my vampire novels that I read as a kid? I don’t know if I will ever know, because all he does as I stare at him is smile at me with a smirk on his lips and sits silently cross legged. After a few more moments, he finally starts to move forward as he leans into me and says with a strange accent, “Don’t fear my child. I won’t harm you. I merely want to ask you a question?” He pauses before continuing with that slithering accent like something you would hear in a horror story or someplace in the darkest parts of Europe, “Have you ever wondered if the things that go bump in the

He pointed out a large davenport. I just nodded, and he started walking out of the house. I let myself sit on the couch and waited. After a few minutes of being comfortable on the settee, I heard footsteps outside and opened the door. I saw Alarick holding the lead rope of a sorrel horse. “What is with the horse?” “We’ll ride this horse,” he replied and hopped on. I nodded and sighed. I thought werewolves can run faster than horses?

Ash gray streaks on his cheeks to make them look sunken in. “How’d you like that last one?” he asked, gesturing over his shoulder at the darkened screen. His voice was honey over broken glass. “Horror Hotel? I stayed there once. Nice place when I got there, but by the time I left, everyone was dying to get out!”