American Horror Story Season 2 Asylum Cast の小説・ストーリー

Aspen says. "There were no auctions listed for tonight," I say. "Fuck! We have to get to the cabins. They know we were coming," Aspen says. Aspen and I run for the cabins. I run at vampire speed, and Aspen takes his wolf form. I hear shots ringing out as we get closer. I get to the cabins before Aspen. Jeb and his vampires are killing wolves. There is a lot of them. I do not see Angela or Tia. Aspen finally reaches the cabins. I run upon the cabin porch to check on Tia and Angela. I kick in the door, and several of the women start screaming. "He is with us," Angela screams out.

Kas shakes her head in disbelief as she looks at the picture. I feel anger bubble up as Saint takes in the woman's image who was responsible for kidnapping his mate. A cell phone rings, pulling everyone’s attention away from the picture. Ashley looks at her phone, confused, and stands up, taking her ringing phone to the back of the room. A moment later, she comes back, “Kas, did you give someone the asylum seeker line?” Kas looks at her for a moment. “Oh, yes. This morning, right before Tyree told me I had to leave. She is definitely a wolf. Blonde hair, blue eyes. She said her name was...uh...oh crap.”

“Go back to your interrogation and make sure you find something. I believe that her attacker is connected to the person who has been dropping the flowers. Look into that as well.” “Okay, boss.” Brooke nodded and I walked into the room, gently closing the door behind me. Aspen was lying on the hospital bed. Unconscious. There was a bandage on her forehead and her hair was sprawled all over. Auburn hair that gave her that fiery and bold look, along with her sharp tongue. Aspen was a beauty. She was beautiful and hot and her lips? My cock stirred as my eyes darted to her lips and I was brought back to that night when she wrapped her lips around my cock and then kissed me. I still had not forgot

I hold her gaze steadily, determined to show her that I’m ready to know the truth. “A demon,” she says. “Asmodeus.” My mind flashes back to the figure I’d seen last night out in the abandoned cemetery in the swamp. Who had Jake said it was? “Amos,” I murmur. Helen’s eyes widen in shock. Somewhere out in the distant marsh, the sound of singing floats on the wind. Folks, I’m goin’ down to St. James infirmary…

Gabriel replies. ”You good man?” Max asks mouth full of pasta. ”Yeah, yeah, it’s nothing, just thinking” Sebastian replies. They continue eating and once finished Sebastian leaves for his next lecture. Ashton Ashton is excited for the new beginning ahead of him. He transferred from other state across the country to start his new life and is now living with his mother’s sister, his dear aunt Mary. He hast just turned 22. After loosing everything he knows he is not okay but he is not ready to face his past yet so he will only look forward. Maybe someday, maybe not ever he will face his nightmares but that day is not today,

“Doctor, will he be fine?” Barbra asked the doctor immediately the door of the surgical room opened. He removed his mask from his mouth. And breathed out in relief. “He’s out of danger. At least he’s fine for now.” He turned to leave. Barbra let out a deep breath she’d been holding. And sat down. She was throwing out the trash when saw someone, dumped something in a sack beside the trash can. The way he’d carried it, she could tell, it wasn’t just a trash, she was duly aware bad things happened around here at night. And the person had dumped the sack closed to the diner. Got into the car and drove off. She’d been able to see his face, cause it was late. She was curious and wanted to know wh

“Ash, Ann was right! My dad should be in his mid-forties, that guy was too young! It could have been Jayson! Maybe he escaped!” She stopped when she saw Ann’s and Maria’s zombie faces in the kitchen, staring ahead toward the living room. Ann was standing, with Billy’s arms around her. Maria was seated at the table, her hands buried in Joe’s who sat so closely next to her. She turned following their gaze. She stopped when her eyes connected with Ash’s, not daring to look directly at the person in her peripheral view.

But inside, I was unraveling, the weight of everything threatening to crush me. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the lamps casting long shadows across the walls. Annalise was sitting up in bed, her face pale but determined. She looked at me as I entered, her eyes searching mine for answers. “Did you find out anything?” she asked, her voice steady despite the exhaustion that clung to her like a shroud. I nodded, my heart heavy with the burden of what I had to tell her. “It was Spencer,” I said quietly. “He was behind the accident. The mechanic confessed.”

“A dumb one. And weak. I still don’t remember who killed her… just the sound of her choking on blood.” A pause. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “You didn’t deserve that.” I stood abruptly. The room was suffocating. “Go shower. I’ll talk to Damien about the accommodation. I can’t stay in this goddamn mausoleum.” I left before he could answer. ⸻ Ashiel POV They all left me with her. I stared at Luna Stella, the way a wolf might look at a snake. She studied me for a moment with a glint I didn’t like.