Carol Walking Dead Season 1 Novels & Stories

Victoria asked, staring in wonder at her so-called friend, who mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ as she passed, not knowing that that was the last time they would ever see themselves alive. *** Carol walked unsurely out of the hotel resort that she was in, not knowing where to go or what to do, especially as it was already late in the evening. This resort had its own beach and even in the evening light, one could see just how beautiful the place was. Suddenly, she was fiercely glad that she had come on this trip. In the blink of an eye, all the stress that she had passed through in getting here flew away with the evening breeze as though it never was. She closed her eyes tightly, enjoying the evening bree

Before I could react, she pulled out a knife. I froze. The blade came straight at me— Then, a sickening stab. But no pain. Vincent had stepped in front of me. Blood spilled, staining the floor. Even as he staggered, his eyes locked onto mine. "You okay? Did she hurt you?" I shook my head. Only then did his eyes finally close. *** The cops dragged Emma away as she shrieked profanities. "You filthy witch! Lunatic! I'll kill you one day!"

Young Keleb began crying again and they both groaned, feeling annoyed. “Seriously, get him to stop crying, it hasn't even been twenty four hours and my ears are aching.” Alex groaned and walked out of the cabin, leaving Carol with the dead body and baby Keleb. “Shush my love, don't cry. Mummy's here, I will always be here for you. I will love you with all my heart and I will teach you everything you need to know about the people who wronged your parents. you will grow to despise them and their worthless children and you will bring them pain. You will put an end to Wolfvile.” Carol said with an evil smile.

That should make me feel better, but it doesn’t. Charlie is on my heels as we walk down the main staircase where I see Carol’s body on the ground, her blood staining the white tile floors. Bile rises in my throat, I glance back at Charlie to see that he has paled a little at the sight of her. But then his eyes flicker around the room. I follow the movement to see at least thirty people crowded here. Through one of the windows, I can see even more people gathered outside. The pack members remain quiet as they stare at me, wanting some explanation as they sensed the loss of their Alpha.

I check my phone, thinking that Hazel is going to blow it up, but nothing so far. Later when I make it to my cruiser, my phone does go off, but it’s Carol. “Hey,” I answer, putting her on speaker as I pull out onto Reindeer Lane. “I think something is wrong.” “What do you mean?” “I don’t know, I can’t explain it.” I can hear the fear in her voice. “I had a few spots of blood, and I just…” She trails off, unable to say more. “You at your shop?” “Yes.”

What is happening? Leaving behind the run-down human motel where she had met with Inés, Carla activates her bracelet and immediately disappears from sight. She needs a strong, decisive plan. The presence of the lycan and Uriel in the pack is no coincidence. Something has happened, and they won’t catch me off guard. She also needs to check on Carrie. It’s been too long since she last monitored her. A few minutes later, she reaches her hideout, only to instantly regret arriving without the proper precautions.

Something was calling out to me, and it was definitely from there. I traveled straight to Caroline's house. It seemed that day by day, the house grew shabbier. Maybe since its owner did not live in it. I wonder where Caroline cowardly left off to. She knew I would kill her if I got her. Not really though. I still need that irritating witch-friend of mine I walked with one foot at a time, making my movement not look suspicious. Some aura ushered out of the house. Like the aura of an itinerant nosferatu- a loner vampire to say.

Her feet were aching, and she could only limp. She opened the door slightly and looked outside. The living room was not lit, only a faint moonlight came in, creating a dim and blurry atmosphere. She walked out stealthily and saw a person suddenly sitting up on the sofa. Carolyn was so scared that she couldn't help but scream. "Carolyn, it's me, Carsen." Carolyn was somewhat unsettled, her breathing slightly rapid.

I can't believe all this time I am a friend of the cruelest man in the world. Gil started the car and u turned. Carlos went close to the driver seat and said "one most important thing I forgot to tell you. Her husband... her husband is a Werewolf." Carlos turned around and walked away like a wind. Gil drove the car absently towards his company. One after another Carlos's words echoed on his mind and the thought of Eva made him weak inside. ***** Carlos knocked on the door twice but there was no answer. Chill ran towards his heart and he sensed something was wrong. He looked around and thought to broke in from the window.

Blood covered her entire body from the ends of her hair to her bare feet. "Smells like werewolf blood ... " Jake who was standing by my side muttered. We know this smell because just a few days ago we encountered a werewolf from the Silver Moon pack. I took a few steps away from Jake and the others. Someone ran over to Cara and spoke to her, but Cara kept walking towards me, His vacant stare makes my hair sprinkle like there was no soul left in it. Those blue eyes. I didn't have to guess to know what happened, my pack members reported Cara who disappeared as soon as I returned from Dante's search. At first, I thought she was leaving me again ... but it was worse than that.