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A story of a peculiar young man's life, a teenager that strays away from all aspects of what most would call their "normal". Soon, his oddities would grow homicidal, even to the girl he loved, an overwhelming feeling for the unaware doe that devoured him whole, people suppose he just couldn't take the feeling. Others believe it was an accident of the nineties, another teen too blind from the cocaine and the anger to see what he was doing anymore.
This is your author, vampire. It's a story of love, loss, and the past (from my imagination) of Tate Langdon. I do not own any of American Horror Story's characters, nor anything to do with it. This is simply a Fan's work, but I hope it finds you enjoyment while reading!
;A Tate Langdon x OC.
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