American Horror Story Seasons 1 Novels & Stories

There's a monster at my door. No shadow can hide me. Darkness cannot conceal me. I'm a flickering light, I'm warm flesh, I'm a beating heart. Knock, knock, knock . There's a monster at my door and it won't go away. It won't ever go away. ******* The faint scent of cigarette smoke filtered through the gap in the partly-open doorway. The voice of a newsreader I couldn't stand, drifted in with the smoke, serving as nothing but background noise to the crack of bone and screams I could still hear.

The people at the inn will notice that something is wrong. I understood what it meant when I saw Ryson drinking blood from that maid. Feeding on humans. On weak people. I had read too many books, watched too many movies, heard too many stories about myths and legends, liked fiction very much. Where humans and vampires didn't get along. Most stories ended in romance, hate, war and death. I wondered how my story will be like seeing that my life is now twisted with these creatures. Vampires. Just saying the name creeps me out. Chills running up and down my spine like waves on the sea.

His jaws were chiseled and he had a face that even the gods would be jealous of, but before the man could even open his mouth to speak. A flying kick landed right in his temple sending him crashing into the ground, Genevieve screamed in horror as she didn’t know what even made Hazel act like this man was some monster from some folklore. “I said get your filthy paws off Lady Genevieve!” Hazel shouted, embracing the much smaller Genevieve in her arms like a mother protecting her child but Hazel’s stern face soon loosened up and contorted into one of fear the moment she realized he wasn’t moving. “Y-You killed him!” Genevieve screamed at Hazel, and they both began freaking out because they knew

"I guess that I wasn't aware that vampires could even have children, other than in Twilight." Lance chuckled. "We can... with human mothers. Our son is a dhampir… like in Twilight." He laughed at his own joke. When the elevator doors opened, he stepped out and I followed. "Maddox, please tell Xander and Elias that I will take it from here." Maddox nodded once. "Yes, Mr. Steel." Then he headed down the hallway and stopped before a door. When he opened it, the blood-curdling screams of a man came from inside.

said the familiar female voice. It was his mother, followed by his father and his siblings. What were they doing here? They weren't supposed to be here. Elijah got up and stood next to Rebekah. The footsteps approached, until they stopped in the same place. All the newcomers' eyes were on Helena. "But what...?" Sam stammered. It is forgotten for the rest of the world that something terrible happened somewhere, except for those who are part of the supernatural and know about it. That's what happened to them.

A/n: Welcome to season 3! I am putting this book into seasons because obviously, the storyline is MASSIVE and I can't put it in one whole book. For reader and writer convenience, I have decided to put the books into 3 whole seasons. Don't be confused with sequels and seasons, I won't be writing a sequel for Hellbound Alpha (unless you lovely readers want me to) Hence, now I welcome you to Season 3! *** 2 years later,

He imagined having been sent off to a mission that would take months and return to the archon, of him approaching the archon who would hug her. Freyge shook his head, even the thought was scary. The archon would rip him apart if he tried to get near her. As such, he nodded to the alpha’s pack members, before all of them took off. As they were walking outside Dominic asked his beta, “So, any news of who is behind all this? There have been rising attacks of the hycwens on all the packs.” “We have a rogue werewolf, alpha.”

It was the first time where she killed a werewolf. Accalia smirked at her thought that she was the one who was afraid of them before but now it was the other way around. The hunter named Ace is her. The nightmare of the werewolves. "What's this?" Accalia was back in reality when she heard the question of her uncle. She immediately approach her uncle who's looking seriously to single a mansion that was in the large area. "What's wrong?" "A werewolf is inside that house!" Lycano said with a panic in his voice.

Minnow spitted venomously with lips curled over teeth. Saylor's glare fell on his lap, and his shoulders slumped. He knew better than to try to speak to her at this moment. "We recruit a new hunter each year," Cecil said calmly over his shoulder. "Hunter? What do we hunt?" Minnow turned to her father for answers. "Well, we hunt, um." He stuttered. His eyes searched his wife. Dovie rolled her eyes. " We hunt werewolves and other supernatural beings," she said simply without batting her perfectly styled eyelids. Instead, she continued flicking through the stack of papers in front of her.

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?