Erika Miller was the first, not Violet Harmon. Meeting in 1993, Tate and Erika were kindred spirits, eventually falling deeply in love with one another. That is until the Westfield High School shooting, and what happened afterwards in Tates very bedroom. Erika, a spirit trapped in the now well known murder house. She keeps herself hidden, hiding from Tate since the day she died there with him. That is until the Harmons buy the house, and Violet Harmon meets him. !(This story is a gradual build up through occasional flashbacks and memories)! !(also contains sexual content!) Also worth mentioning that while writing this I imagined Erika looking like Georgina Sparks from Gossip Girl, face wise- you can imagine her to look however you want!

Evelyn, a young witch who works as a nurse is the niece of James Patrick March. She takes refuge in the hotel Cortez after being abandoned by her parents, her uncle being the only one wanting to take her in. The year 1984 changed her life forever. She signed up to be a counsellor in camp redwood, expecting not much yet received a lot more than she thought. She meets a man. A man hungry for blood. Yet he entices her into a world she is so foreign to, or is she? He is a mysterious man with lots to say about her. She feels drawn to him the moment they meet and is determined to figure out his darkest secrets, right down to the reason why he was at the hotel Cortez one Halloween night and why many of her memories are blurred with death... ---------------------------------------------- "Satan is the only way, my Eve. there is no other way" ---------------------------------------------- Richard Ramirez X OC I do not condone the real-life Richard Ramirez's actions. He was a vile and horrid man. This fanfic is only about the Richard Ramirez portrayed in American horror story's 1984 I do not own AHS or any of its characters. I do own Eve and other Original characters

Camp Redwood was shut down after the first known massacre until one of the 'victims' opened it again. Lola never wanted to go back there but ended up spilling her blood into the evil roots. She thought she would die until a murderer saved her life.

She walked with such confidence, that people thought she's a star. Her hair was wild and untamed, like her soul. Her eyes were like oceans and her skin like rain. Fresh and glimmering with health. She was everything a man could ever wish for, yet she didn't need a man. I, Miss_Little_Fool, do not claim any ownership of the American Horror Story series, the copyright goes to its rightful owners. Yet I ask to not copy my story, for it was written in my little free time with a lot of love and a weird smile on my face due to my love for James Marchs character. Do enjoy the story, but please don't copy it. Thank you. Miss_Little_Fool

❝ When a phantom meets the light, he starts to feel alive once again. ❞ ❝ When an immortal meets death, she realizes she yearns for its dark kiss. ❞ än ämerican horror story fan fiction #1 in American Horror Story 5/6/2021 #1 in AHS 6/27/2023 • Book cover made by me •.

Y/n sits in outpost three listening to the same boring people 24/7 then an alarm goes off allowing a mystery person to enter

"She cries like she's mourning for the entire world." In which too many people start to tamper with the timeline in hope of avoiding the apocalypse. Warning : Mature content. There are a few smuts because I consider Michael an adult that grew up fast. If you're not comfortable with this I recommend not reading this book.