~~TATE
I traced the tips of the clothes Leah left on her bed when she left to help her father with the book. Her smell was imprinted against the pillow that was intoxicating. I looked over seeing the red haired old woman staring at me with disgust in her eyes.
"May I help you Moira?" I asked turning my face to her where I could tell she was trying to hide her fear but I could smell it easily.
"You need to stay away from the girl. Your seductive charm will not work on her." She replied where I smirked evilly when I stood up seeing her taking a step back.
"I don't think you are in a position to tell me what to do old woman. To be honest with you, I haven't used any of my seductive charm on her. She seems to be experiencing those feelings herself and your visions you give her are not going to change her mind." I explained where Moira was very nervous when I stared her with my dark eyes.
"You are a demon; you think you can be saved? You think you'll be welcomed into heaven for everything you did? You won't you'll be trapped here forever like the rest of us and I'll make sure she doesn't meet the same fate as us. They will be leaving after the others give their stories and you'll be alone again." Moira threatened where I sped up to her face grasping her neck my eyes completely black when I stared into her blue eyes.
"You shouldn't threaten me Moira, I'm stronger then you are. I promise you that Leah and I will be together either in this moment or in death. You get in my face again and I'll show you my power, you don't want that I promise you. Now leave me." I hissed releasing her throat where she scurried away from my sight and I chuckled softly. I turned seeing a picture of a young woman who looked like she was happy, I remember Leah mentioning that it was her real mother. I touched it with my tips feeling the anger in case within it, I knew something wrong in the wind. Leah appeared holding a washcloth against her lip and she was startled to see me sitting there, my happy expression dropped when I saw some blood on her lips.
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FanfictionYoung Leah has a secret; she can see and speak with the dead and her father uses that gift to make money on the tragedies of the dead. Moving to the Murder House for the next book Leah befriends a young man named Tate and soon she is pulled into the...
