Conquer Walking Dead Novels & Stories

He says. "No I wouldn't. I'd still be a slave." I corrected him. And he nodded his head. He knew that no one would kill me because they wanted my powers. They would beat me into submission until I used my powers however they saw fit. "Our new location isn't too far from here. If we keep moving then we'll get there within a couple of hours." Connor says. So I nodded my head and we started walking again. "Connor. They said that they saw us take down that werebear. How could vampires have seen that? It was in broad daylight and we were out in the open. No shade of the woods to hide them." I said, confused.

Dusty crates and discarded military equipment scattered across the floor, remnants of forgotten supplies and past occupants. Across from us lay the only woman of the group who remains unconscious from my powerful blow. Her body lay crumpled, an innocent casualty of our recent altercation. Around her, the air seemed to crackle with tension as we contemplated our uncertain future. Conrad roamed the bunker in search of any remaining tools or weaponry that could aid us in our struggle against the encroaching werewolves. His footsteps echoed through the dimly lit space as he scoured every nook and cranny for something that could turn the tide in our favor.

… Vivian took me back to the werewolf base. There was no wedding. She simply tossed me onto the bed and then ran back out to drink and celebrate with the other werewolves. The second she closed the door, I climbed out the window and slipped away. This wasn't an attempt to escape, of course. Ever since vampires and werewolves had appeared in this world, they'd spread across the globe like a virus. They could fly and had overwhelming combat power. It wouldn't take long for them to completely conquer the humans. No way was I getting away.

By the time I reached the top of the crane, she had already turned her back on me, walking away with the man she loved. Once again, I watched her retreating back—only this time, Luca was at her side. Giovanni lit a cigarette and cast a sidelong glance up at me. "Do it." A red-hot branding iron slammed against my skin. I couldn't hold back the shriek that tore out of me. "Just kill me!" He shook his head. "Killing you quick wouldn't settle the score for my dead brothers. I'd rather take my time breaking you. I want everyone in the underworld to see that Daniela isn't untouchable."

He made a move towards it, but Jake’s hand shot out, grabbing his shoulder. “Slowly,” Jake whispered. “We clear the area first. You don’t just run to your prize.” They moved as a unit, a three-headed creature of survival. Ethel covered the rear, her pistol a comforting weight in her hand. Jake took the lead, his hatchet held low and ready. They moved between the concrete pillars, dispatching two lone walkers with quick, efficient blows to the head before they could even raise a groan. The silence of the kills was profound, a testament to their practiced lethality.

Alpha Deucalion was filled with wrath when he saw Bazaar. His blood was boiling for revenge. He growled showing his sharp teeth and speedily ran to him. "Kill him!" Bazaar ordered his men. His men shifted and stormed after the alpha ready for their kill. I ran for cover inside a building terrified. From a broken window I watched worriedly as alpha Deucalion fought with the six werewolves. They were no match for him. He killed one in less than a minute ripping their heads from their body, and sputtering blood all over the ground. Each time he made a kill, the heavy rain pouring down washed away their blood. As if it was cleaning up after him. It was now down to two werewolves competing agains

Every step I take exuding a quiet confidence that commands attention. Peeta opens the door for me as I step in and the room is filled with the Japanese, their gazes fixed on me as I enter. I take a moment to soak in the atmosphere as I gracefully take my seat at the table, my eyes scanning the room, meeting each gaze with a calm yet knowing look. I smile to myself, confident that whatever the reason, I'm not leaving here without a sealing handshake. It's me, Nadia, formidable and unbeatable.

Lucas spoke up, the hard look in his eye sending his cousin off silently. It took everything Chloe had to suck air into her lungs and not sink to the ground when Lucas took just a few dominating strides towards her. Being werewolf blessed Chloe with supernatural senses and yet the shadows of night and light of the moon only sharpened Lucas’ features even more. There was something wild and yet put together in everything about Lucas. A true apex predator who had fixed his sights on his latest prey.

A thunder striking the ground as a child lays wrapped in blankets near a river. "I guess we found her finally brother." Closing the book Daniel places his hand on his brothers shoulder. Looking emotionless like usual. "Let's begin the preperations then." "I can't believe this! She can be our biggest asset to destroy these werewolves! If she is with us , no one can save them from getting wiped out of the world's map!" "We hunters will rule this world and that Alpha King of werewolves, will be at our feet begging for mercy."

The moon hung low in the night sky, casting a silver glow over the Eclipse Pack territory. Alpha Shane Lincoln, a formidable werewolf with a commanding presence, stood on the elevated platform at the heart of the pack's settlement. His piercing eyes surveyed the pack members gathered before him, their expressions a mix of concern and determination. "My fellow pack members," Shane began, his voice resonating through the crisp night air. "We have received troubling news. Vampires, our ancient adversaries, have launched a series of attacks in neighboring cities – Greenhills, South Shore, and beyond."