American Horror Story Season 2 Asylum Cast Novels & Stories

Gams asked. "Yes, but he couldn't pinpoint where he had seen my face before, because I was the one who performed traditional hypnosis on him back then" Ambrosia said with a wicked smirk. "You're evil!!!, You're all monsters!!!" Megan yells trying to break free from the rope, her arms and forearms had traces of red marks as a result of it. Gams smirks. "I won't denied that we're indeed monsters, but what will be the reaction of Axton, when he finds out that the woman he loves so much, is the daughter of the man who killed his innocent dad?"

Esther Flashback (1665) I’ve been in this asylum for God knows how long. There’s no window for me to take a record of the days, and I feel as if I’m going mad. The asylum feels like it is a dungeon, and I never eat, in case my uncle asked the staff to poison me. I watch the door when I hear a rustle of keys and someone fumbling with the lock. My eyes go wide when the door opens. I blink a few times to ensure that I’m not dreaming or hallucinating, and then, without thinking, I rush into his arms.

“I don’t care if she’s a goddess in training. I don’t care if she’s the reincarnation of the fucking moon itself. They come after her, I go after them.” Ashton didn’t argue. He knew better. I straightened, brushing invisible dust off my jacket. “I want names. Now.” Ashton reached for a tablet on the desk, scrolling through surveillance footage, magical readings, and whatever else he’d pulled from the attack logs. “We caught one alive,” he said. “The others are... ashes.” “Good,” I replied. He glanced up, lips twitching. “You’re terrifying.” I tilted my head. “Thank you.”

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.

They are always having this beastly expression that even Ashton who has seen so much of the world would always tremble in fear at the sight of them. But this time around, why did the voice feel like he was actually in some magical world? The beasts were nowhere to be seen. Ashton tried to move his other hand that was not hugging Maya and realized that he was not bound by any chains. He let go of Maya and walked out of the room in a daze only to be met by his beta’s anxious expression which was also filled with happiness. “Alpha, you are finally awake?” Theo inquired with a tinge of excitement in his voice. He almost went over to hug him but stopped in his tracks when he saw the lost look on

“Will you be fine alone? Won’t you need help?” “I will manage fine, Lance. Just go and meet the doctor.” She turned, killed her smile and approached the bathroom door at the far left side. “And don’t listen to me pee.” “Why not? It’s cute.” “It’s weird!” She slammed the bathroom door shut, opened all the taps in the room, knelt close to the water closet and with a force she could not stop, she threw up all of the fake shit she had just listened to. ~~~ “I wonder if my family was concerned about my well-being while I was at the hospital,” Aspen thought out loud as she and Lance got out of the car that drove them to the Vesper Residence.

We reached the central storage room door and i could see her signal was still inside. Marlo motioned for me to open the door slowly and I reached for the handle, exhaling shakily. “Boss,” Nick whispered. “We're good.” I nodded once, then eased the door open. The room was dim, lit only by the faint glow from backup emergency lights and there she was. Ashley was tied to a chair, her wrists bound, ankles tied with a gag strapped across her mouth. Her hair was messy, her face filled with dried tears but her eyes snapped toward us instantly, wide with shock and something dangerously close to hope.

Hannah stepped out of her office to meet Ashton in the children's ward when she heard a commotion coming from the ICU. A woman was crying hysterically and screaming, "Mom! Mom!" Naturally, this caught Hannah's attention. Hannah approached and was shocked to see that it was Aspen crying uncontrollably. Next to Aspen was Jeffrey, holding her daughter's hand. "Aspen? Jeffrey?" Hannah called out in disbelief. When Aspen saw Hannah, she looked like she'd seen a ghost. She immediately backed away and hid behind Jeffrey. Jeffrey, on the other hand, seemed relieved to see Hannah.

Ashton grabs hold of my hands stopping me from ripping my IV out. “You didn’t let me finish. I told them exactly what you just said. I explained to them that she is a witch and that we are fucking lucky she is. I told them that if it were not for that woman that we would be trying to figure out life without you. I also told them that we would probably have more bodies from Silvermoons secret prison and we would have no idea where they came from or who the were.” Ashton says, moving my hands from my IV and placing them in his to prevent me doing any further damage.

47 Azrael's POV A low vibration against the side stool beside me cut through the quiet of the room. I picked up the phone to see a call from the asylum’s secure line. I answered it. “Alpha,” the voice on the other end said. “We have a situation.” I leaned back slightly, fingers steepling. “What is it?” “A man came in asking questions,” the attendant continued. “Specifically about a woman named Briar.” That name alone sharpened my focus.