i'm bad at writing

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ If Michael Langdon stabbed me, I would apologize for getting in the way of his knife. :*･ﾟﾟ･* :*･ﾟﾟ･* :*･ﾟﾟ･* IMAGINES AND PREFERENCES!

"Oh my god Tate, what did you do!" I yelled. "I'm sorry I wasn't thinking!" Tate yelled back. "Well obviously! Now it's gonna look like my mom killed a little boy, it doesn't look too good that his dead body is in my moms bedroom!" "Lily don't worry about that I can hide the body and Moria can clean up the mess, and I do recall that killing him sorta saved you" *Completed September 28, 2014*

Trigger Warning: This story has self harm, rape, and murder, obviously. I wrote this when I was 15 and going through some tough shit. So I guess I apologize for how shitty it is. Mayella, a beautiful model, takes refuge in the Hotel Cortez. James Patrick March sees her and knows she must be his, little does he know she is hiding a secret, similar to the one he has... Set in 1953 I don't own any AHS characters so yeah!! Holy crap this story got popular, thank you guys so much!!!🙏🏻🙏🏻

There was something about him that was exceptionally wrong. But, I couldn't resist him. I couldn't resist the unnatural urge to give into him, and to satisfy my desire to be lured into darkness with him. Three years before the blast; Book One

"How do you know about that?" I snap. "Oh I know a lot about you Olivia." My breath hitches. My skin crawled and my heart pounded wildly in my chest. He smiles wide and shakes his head slowly. "I know so much...about you." - - - [based on AHS Apocalypse] Ranked #3 in Antichrist