Asylum American Horror Story Novels & Stories

He was completely pale, his hands shaking as he approached Asher. "Asher, stop. We need to go," Damien choked out, his voice trembling as he gripped the actor’s leather jacket. "In New York. The mall... there were bomb explosions, Asher. Aurora... Aurora is trapped inside". In that exact fraction of a second, Asher’s entire world collapsed then and there. The bright Mexican sun seemed to vanish, plunged into a freezing, terrifying darkness. The confident, charismatic superstar disappeared, replaced by a man whose soul had just been violently ripped from his chest. His breath caught in his throat, a sickening wave of absolute dread hollowing out his stomach.

"Harrison signed an order an hour ago to transfer you to a private facility in upstate New York not to rest, but to ensure you never speak to the press about the marrow match or your family's past." Harper leaned closer, tapping the folded paper in my hand. "At 4:30 AM, during the shift change, a maintenance elevator at the end of the north hallway will be unlocked for exactly four minutes. Take the service stairs down to the sub-basement laundry chute. There is an unmarked black sedan waiting in the alleyway behind the generator building." I looked down at the phone, then back up at her intense, steady gaze. "I can barely stand, Harper. The surgery... I can't run."

The scent of worry and anxiety that threatens to suffocate me. “There’s no other choice, Mom,” I say, breaking the silence. My voice is hoarse, exhausted. “I can either stay here and become Alpha Conan’s plaything while I watch Levi and Mira live a happy life—or I can try and survive as a rogue.” Astra’s jaw clenches. “I’m sorry, Alyssa.” Her voice is quiet, yet filled with guilt, with regret. “When I brought you here, I thought you would be safe. I thought… by now, you would have been accepted as a member of the Moonborn Pack.”

“You weren’t authorized.” The man grins. “I never am.” I recognize him before he speaks again. Not by face—by weight. By the way the city pulls away from him like it doesn’t want to be noticed. “Name’s Ash,” he says. “Protagonist, depending who you ask.” Jonas’s voice goes flat. “You’re supposed to be off-grid.” “Yeah,” Ash replies. “So are ghosts.” He looks at me then. Really looks. No reverence. No calculation. Just recognition.

I’m startled awake by a loud scream; the furry thing moves away from me, and the screaming gets louder. I crawl out from under the bed, and Salem is sitting there confused, and my sister Alisha is screaming. I walk over and gently put my hand over her mouth. “It’s Salem. He won’t hurt you, Alisha. He’s come to see me.” Alisha goes from terror to shock. “You spoke to me normally, Ayesha? Does this mean you’re back? You’ve been a zombie. We’ve all been so worried.” Salem nuzzles into me after hearing her words.

After buying meds, Ashley was on the way to go back to Simon's home when suddenly, someone came from behind and covered Ashley's face with a cloth that had some chloroform in it, which led to Ashley slowly feeling dizzy and her vision getting blurry. Slowly, Ashley felt like she did not have any strength in her body, and soon she blacked out. The guy who did this from behind picked Ashley up like a sack on his shoulder and took her to a car. When Ashley opened her eyes while rubbing them and groaning softly, she saw she was in a bedroom. She has no idea where, why, when, or, most importantly, who she is. Ashley was so scared. But suddenly Ashley realized which place this was. She realized it

Alice starts laughing, taunting her, "What happened, Angel? You were trying to fight back, and now you're crying. Look at how helpless you are in front of me. There's no point in resisting. Let me clean your dirty, smelly body. Didn't your mother Mary teach you that it's wrong to be dirty like this?" Alisha, a mess of tears, hiccups, and fear, whispers, "It's wrong... it's wrong." Her breathing becomes heavy, and her eyes close from a combination of fear and the blood loss she has suffered. After a few more hiccups and tears, she loses consciousness in the bathtub, in Alice's hands. “Dammit,”