Amy Harrison Walking Dead Novels & Stories

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

He gets under the comforter with her, moving his arm around her waist. Pulling her to him. Her faint scent still there. And he couldn't help, kiss her neck. Settling his face on her shoulder. Staring at their intervined hands. He speaks slowly to her. " I love you Thora. Please come back" " O..ur daughter needs you Thora. Please." On getting no response. He doesn't realise when he sleeps beside her. Finding the much needed peace eventually. ....... Alexandria walks down the grounds of the territory, which now belongs to the death pack.

I had to get her away from him – any way that I could. “I wasn’t expecting that,” Alice whispered, her words lisping through her fangs. “Did you enjoy being a walking blood bag last night, little hunter?” She took a step away from Harper – towards me. I stared at him, desperately trying to communicate through whatever remnant of a connection we might have left. Go, I screamed to him in my head. Run, as far and as fast as you can.

After packing everything and was about to get going. "You guys should go ahead, I'm not coming with you again." Harrison told them with a frown pity expression on his face. "What the fuck are you talking about man? what happened, are you kidding me?" Fred asked him with hard voice. "No, Fred." "What is wrong with you?" Jane also asked Harrison with a frown face. One zombie was coming closer to them. Casandra stab it in the head and said "We gat to get out of here now! before this bitches attack us."

Harrison stepped out from the guest bathroom, grabbed a towel from the stand, and dried his hands. "What are we talking about?" he asked playfully. "Harry, Stefan asked his proxy to kick me out. I didn’t know he was this ungrateful," the man reported. Harry opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, Dorothy appeared, looking confused at the unfamiliar faces. She didn’t know Stefan had friends. "Look who’s joined us," Harrison smiled, nodding towards Dorothy. "Hi, let me introduce myself properly. I’m Harrison Berlymore, a professional medical doctor with all my licenses completed," he said proudly.

A slight smile slowly creeps on Harris’ face. “Okay,” He says as he goes down and picks me up. Carrying me like a bride he continues, “You deal with your lives while Amy and I will do anything to survive.” I can’t seem to get my gaze away from him. He looks so serious and desperate. Me in his arms and his current stature makes me think that... damn, he’s so hot. I feel my blood rush to my cheeks as this man who’s carrying me speaks further, “You can try to stop us but we are not dying here.” This is not the time to admire him, Amy. He turns away from them and begrudgingly walks to the door. He opens it and before we can go out, we hear one of them say,

My eyes flared wide with horror, noticing more dead bodies strewn across the ground. "Shit!" I gasped, bringing a hand to my lips. There was Harrison, lying among the trash with a huge gaping hole where his throat used to be. Something had chomped through him like he was a human burrito. Wait a minute. What if that isn't an ordinary dog? Harrison was going after shifters. In my mother's letter, she said they can transform into animals? My plan was to follow them, but I didn't want to die. As I turned to take off, I collided into something solid, nude, and very much male.

After that, I led Joyce back to our car. After the shopping spree, I chose not to let Walmart deliver the goods to my doorstep. Instead, I had the employees fill the car up with the food that I bought. After all, the neighbors would definitely suspect that something was going on if they were to notice the haul that I brought home. After the zombie outbreak, the most terrifying thing in the world wasn't the virus itself, but rather the dark side of humanity. Many survivors died in the hands of their allies during the early stage of the outbreak.

Hunter leaned against the wall on my left, while Axel stepped into the light, smiling warmly at me. Holding beers and some chips up to his head, he grinned. “Forgetting something?” Amy pulled away, giggling. “Sorry,” Axel smiled down at her, looking at her the way I always wanted him to see me. But that was before I met Hunter. Axel and Amy let themselves into the room, taking in all the mess and furniture all looking like they’re in the wrong place. Amy gasped and looked at me wide-eyed. “Did you just make out with a gorilla?”

Not having the slightest clue of what was happening inside my home, I walked inside with my drenched purple backpack bouncing on my back. I then locked the door, searching for my mom with my eyes. She worked from home on her computer and didn’t have to go out much, so I fully expected her to be home. “Mom?” My small voice was washed away by the heavy rainfall. I could hardly hear myself speak. Something was wrong, I could feel it. I dropped my backpack on the ground and walked towards the living room. And that was when the nightmare began. I saw Harrison. He was smiling so big as he held large knife in his right hand that had blood on it.