Deadly Plague Novels & Stories

The young man asked. “Yes but I’m carrying samples on my body and until I wash up, I can’t touch any werewolf or vampire.” “Vampire?” Elijah asked and I nodded. “1814. The first case of HVW or white death plague was first brought to my table.” I explained as I picked a jacket and put on. “White plague affects only werewolves and vampires and humans are basically the carriers which means that the victims got infected from contact with humans and if we don’t find the humans they made contact within the last twenty four hours, more people will get affected.” I explained further as Elijah blinked.

Ignatius barked, his voice cold, his hand automatically reaching out to the hilt of his sword. The breath of the scout snorted in his chest as he labored to find the words. "Monsters, my Lord. Plague-bearers. they're emerging from the forest. Dozens, perhaps hundreds. We believed. we believed we'd readied for this, but. they're different this time. Stronger. Faster. Krishna felt her innards wrench in terror. The plague had already been terrible enough, but now, with the return to life of Vosvak and the darkening of the Citadel, things were spiraling out of hand more quickly than anyone had ever expected.

And that someone left no trace and could still be somewhere out there. Emperor Demarion had yet to figure out or understand the enemy's true intentions with that man-made plague, that deadly disease that had targeted Aakifahlynn upon her arrival. The plague was designed to be undetectable until it was too late and to draw out Aakifahlynn. It was clear that someone wanted her dead.

They were sentenced to ten years in prison, and their business went bust. Our mother was a headstrong woman. When she was told of her punishment, the woman blacked out. Her mind was never the same since then. … After the Landtons took Melanie back, she was trapped in a villa on the outskirts. Three months of torture later, the demon named Jonathan ended her life. The Landtons told everyone she died of illness and buried her somewhere haphazardly. The body was found by a janitor who cleaned the place every month. The whole villa was covered in a foul stench, but Jonathan carried on with his life like the smell did not exist. It was something straight out of a horror movie.

But first, we save the city. ***** The city gates creaked open, revealing a scene of utter chaos. The air hung heavy with the stench of decay and fear. "No…" I whispered to myself, my heart breaking with so much sadness. The streets are strewn with bodies, their faces contorted in agony, victims of the plague that has strangled the capital. A scene of utter devastation greeted us-the stark realization of what had enveloped what was once a proud city. I stepped out of the car, my heart going down into my stomach with what lay before me. It was worse than I had envisioned. This plague was more virulent than the last, seeming to burn across the landscape like wildfire, taking everything in its

“We need a minute with him. Wait in the car.” Cassian looked between us, jaw tight, then nodded once and walked out through the glass doors. The four of us followed at a slower pace and stopped on the quiet stretch of pavement beside the building where the afternoon light fell without interruption. Dante studied me for a long moment and asked the only question that mattered. “Did you kill him?” I met his eyes without blinking and answered in the same even tone I used for every report. “Yes.” Lucien let out a short breath and shook his head. “Of course you did.”

Some middle-aged guy broke into a woman's apartment in the middle of the night, tortured her to death, and then dove off the thirteenth-floor balcony. It was nasty enough to have the whole office buzzing. By dinner time, the police released the names: Julian and Lily. I raised an eyebrow. Nice. Supposed they finally got their 'happily ever after.'

Sienna suspired, folding her arms across her chest as she slumped back into the sofa. “I don’t think you realize, Sienna, that our friend, the one who had her heart broken years ago and has refused to even entertain the idea of dating anyone, has fucked a dangerous and, not to mention, incredibly fucking hot criminal. It’s exciting!” Disregarding the disgusting grimace plastered on Sienna’s face, Anja turned her full attention back to Zoe. “Come on, give me all the deets. How big was it?” “You’re actually disgusting, Anja,” Sienna snapped. “This whole conversation is gross. He kills people. Am I the only one who recognizes how fucked up this is?”

“You have meddled with forces you do not understand, little wolf. Breaking the relic has set events into motion that cannot be undone.” Zara stepped forward, her voice trembling. “We destroyed the relic to stop Tom. Isn’t that enough?” Nyx turned its gaze to her, and she flinched. “The relic was never just a tool of destruction,” it said. “It was a seal, a barrier keeping something far worse locked away. By breaking it, you have released that which was never meant to awaken.” My stomach twisted at the words. “What do you mean? What did we release?” “The shadow,” Nyx said simply, its voice dark and foreboding. “A force that feeds on chaos and destruction. It will spread, consuming everything

asked a grandmother who had been watching Nirmala. "I can't do it, Grandma. This plague occurred because of the curse of a witch who was massacred by French soldiers. This epidemic will disappear by itself if all the soldiers who at that time took part in the massacre died. Especially the leader who was in charge at that time. He must die at the hands of Prince Alessandro, the last witch of the Dazzle family,” explained Nirmala while looking at Alessandro who looked the most different from the others who were practicing.