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]

❝innocent, until proven guilty. that's how the saying goes; but not at briarcliff asylum, at briarcliff, anything goes. innocent, or guilty.❞ © riggsnpeters // wattpad

Evan peters and character imagines. What more could you want? Have not and will not be updating in a while, sorry but life hasn't made the time.

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Tate is still waiting for Violet to forgive him, so when a boy dies in the murder house Tate loathes him, but soon realizes that Violet still loves him, and isn't after the newly dead guy. But can Violet find it in her heart to forgive him, even after everything he'd done to her? --- I do not own any of the characters apart from Dace and Taint THIS IS A SHORT STORY! copyright © Herondale_Duck 2015 Slowly editing

❝Oh, he did look like a deity - the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.❞ - Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice JAMES PATRICK MARCH AMERICAN HORROR STORY: HOTEL SEASON FIVE [COVER BY CALIFORNIASTATE]

Recently out of a job, aspiring model Angela Saxon settles on a job she never expected to have-a maid at the enigmatic Hotel Cortez. However, she does not know what she is getting herself into; Detective John Lowe has been assigned to investigate a series of mysterious murders all tracing back to the hotel-and with special help. In a tale of intrigue, revenge, and bloodshed, it all comes together in a web of mystery for your senses.

"If love was enough, I'd be here with you now."

Even before he first touched a gun, Tate Langdon was always capable of the unthinkable; it just took her longer to see it than others [Pre-Murder House / S1].

UPDATE, A COUPLE OF YEARS LATER Hey guys, please read this bit before you read this story. This story contains descriptions of violence and needs an overall trigger warning for suicide. When I wrote the chapters for this story, I wasn't in the best state of mind and I projected that into my writing as some sort of therapy; only difference between me and other people going through depression as I was back then, is that I published mine which contributes to the romanticisation of suicide and mental illness. I didn't understand mine back then, but I do now. Please seek help if you identify with the OC. It's not healthy and damages your soul as it had mine. I am better now. I want you to be better, too. You matter. You are your own universe and your sun, you moon, your stars... don't forget that. Take care of yourself because you are important. I wish someone said that to me back then, so I am saying it to you now. I am more than happy to talk to anyone going through the same thing I went through. Again, thank you so much to everyone who engaged with this story over the years! I would take it down because I personally do not believe in a lot of the things I wrote back then that has been intertwined with this story but I want it up to at least reach out to someone and keep a memory of my writing progress. Lots of love, Z xx