Tate Langdon, a 17 year old teenage boy, moves into the 'murder house' with his mother constance after a horrific past. Tate, a weak, vulnerable human, being tortured by his past, enters the murder house on thin ice. The souls prey on people like tate, so tate needs a protection. A protecter. Who might that be? Violet.

***MATURE CONTENT*** I quietly watched her from the shadows as she unpacked her things. I couldn't take my eyes off of her, she was breathtaking. From the moment I saw her step out of the car I just knew I had to make her mine. Those eyes and that smile had me instantly. Oh God, those eyes and that smile. Based off of Tate Langdon and other characters from American Horror Story.

*American Horror Story fanfic* Tate has been counting the lonely days since Violet pushed him away. Easily becoming jealous over any boy she comes into contact with. His love for Violet is still strong even if Violet's for him isn't. But will Tate soon move on from Violet when a new family moves into the famous 'Murder House'? Will a young, mysterious and gothic girl make Tate's love shoot towards her?