Romans & histoires American Horror Story Season Two

Most of the assassins in my graduating class have died already, and I had attributed most of their deaths to a lack of intuition. “Room 502 is this way.” Caleb starts to move left. He hasn’t picked up on anything unusual. “Hush,” I say, listening with my lycanthrope hearing. Room 502 might be left, but I hear the silence that way. To the right, however, I can hear heavy male voices. I ignore Caleb’s whispered protests and start my descent down the hallway. Caleb follows me with his gun drawn like he’s finally catching on.

After I was done peeling the apple, I munched on it and began chatting with her, seemingly nonchalantly, like I was just talking about the weather, while telling her everything that had happened in my past life. Lacey's eyes were first filled with terror, then confusion, then shock. When I was done with my story, Lacey said with much difficulty, "Impossible… You couldn't have had a past life… That's all bullshit! "I'd never have killed you… I'd never… You shouldn't believe it… You're making a stupid mistake!" I threw the apple core into the trash can and wiped my hands clean. "Don't be stupid. Why would I ever kill you? Your boyfriend will do the job instead.

My consciousness faded to black. My body leaped in a heap as sparks flew from my arm through the rest of my body, erasing the pain from my limbs and torso. I gratefully panted, surprised I was still living. What just happened? As my body heaved breaths I never knew I'd be able to take again, movement to the left caught my eye. Squinting to see in the moonlight, the movement swirled around, making me dizzy. What is going on? As if on cue, the shadows came out from the trees and into a patch of moonlight. The glistening black fur of Nathan's wolf and the ghastly sight of a raging vampire rolling and fighting in a heap made me realize what was going on again.

That was another bad injury Sebastian had caused me. I never slumbered...that night. ********************************************** Anita's POV I already told Cedino that I was by the Valley the last night before he asked another question. "Who killed the vampire". I numbed for so long because I was the one who the killer helped so... I was going to admit it. I was muting with my head down because my mother was so disappointed. Here...I had blocked a vampire from being killed and...I had also messed up in Cedino's verandah. "Ah.." was going to be the sound to make it "I" but he had outrun my speaking pace as he said.."I did" with his left palm above his head. I was so surprised so I turned m

Why is there a deal everywhere I go? "First, we need to get answers from her," Hunter said. "Maybe we need to let Zar know about her. He might want to meet her," "Not now, first let her answer the questions, and then we will let Zar know," Zar? Arrow and Season came towards them. They didn't seem happy. "We found two vampires near the cliff," Season said. "Before we could do anything they ran away. I don't think they saw us but...." "We followed them but they just disappeared," Arrow shrugged.

She panicked and dashed towards the door and opened it. She was strucked by the turmoil of terror outside. Everyone was running and crying as the grasses grow violently and wrapped them on the ground. There were large wolves cornering people. Some lay on the ground, unconscious and a girl with a red auburn hair blew out pink fumes from her mouth, knocking everyone out. There were arrows flying in the air like birds and hitting people. There were also rocks flying around, knocking people out. There were humans with wings flying above like huge birds and they were hauling people to the sky and dropping them to the ground. They were laughing as the people around them were wailing. Serra just st

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

The other female Vampire was so scared that her legs trembled and she couldn't run, she continuously backed away and shouted as if to cover her fear: "Don't come here! AAAAAA… Get out of the way you creepy hunters, you guys are the demons!” Before she finished her sentence, Jax picked up his large ax and hurled it at her, the ax flew at a dizzying speed less than a second before the Vampire's first half was split into two dead on the spot. She died on the spot, her brain was also split into two parts and fell to the ground *pop* for an hour. Phoebe didn't want to be miserable, she tried to cover her stomach wound with her hand to stop the bleeding, and wanted to go to help Jax, but when she

They betrayed her once. This time, she'll make them pay. Arya died believing that loving the wrong people was her greatest mistake. Her husband, Ethan, her best friend, Chloe, and her own mother-in-law left her to face a world consumed by the infected. But fate gives her a second chance. Reborn ninety days before the apocalypse, Arya knows exactly what awaits humanity—and the people who destroyed her. This time, she won't beg for love, sacrifice her fortune, or die for people who never deserved her. As the world descends into chaos, her enemies will discover that the woman they once used and discarded is now the one they should fear. The apocalypse is coming. And Arya's rev

Manolya’s POV I feel my breath catch in my throat as it lunges for my unprotected mother, its claws sinking into her flesh with brutal force. I can hear her scream, though it feels like it’s coming from far away, as if it’s not really happening. But it is. I can see it. I can feel the horror of it all. The beast finishes its job, leaving my mother lying there, limp and lifeless, blood pooling around her. I can’t breathe. My vision blurs, my body trembling with the weight of what I’ve just witnessed.