CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

Poppy and her friend are attacked one night after leaving a club by a group of men who are not quite what they seem. Poppy's best friend is murdered brutally in front of her and she is about to be killed when the lead man kisses her as a joke but then they both realize it's not going to be that easy. She is his mate. A human girl is the mate of the Alpha of the Blood Moon Clan. A clan known for their brutal killing of innocent humans and werewolves alike. Poppy refuses him and that leads to a game of cat and mouse where only one of them comes out live. Love doesn't always concur all.

This story is not meant to be a copy of AHS Hotel and please do not copy me. That sounded harsh Erm.... Have a cookie? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Everything changed for Samantha when she stepped at the Cortez and found herself completely in love with James Patrick March. It was the kind of love that takes a lifetime to get over with. But... °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•

-THIS IS A FAN FICTION FOR AMERICAN HORROR STORY:HOTEL . I OWN NOTHING- Jasmine March was the sweetest most innocent woman on earth. So how did she become James March's wife? James March... the most deadliest serial killer of them all.

a story in which a girl stays in a haunted hotel with a psychopathic killer CAUTION: MURDERING, PROFANITY, ALCOHOL/DRUG ABUSE

A young witch runs away from her coven to seek vengeance for her mother's death that was caused by the supposed supreme. Only she knows what really happened that night. Now she takes refuge inside Hotel Cortez. There she meets James March... and not for the best [O N H O L D]

"You know," I say,"you're like a lost puppy." He smirks and says,"Only in this case, the puppy is in control."

I am Kendall Hastings. I am sixteen years old and had to move here to Rosewood from California. At Rosewood, I met someone named A. And shit went down. A is trying to destroy my life, but I won't let that happen. Well, here is my story, and how it all started..Some people call me the sixth liar, but I don't see it. #WATTYS2016 I do not own Pretty Little Liars! All rights reserved to ABC Family, Pretty Little Liars and Sara Shepard.