Hunter Survivors Novels & Stories

"We need to move faster," I said to Jamie, who was supporting Thomas's other side. "I'm trying, but he's dead weight right now." Helena walked ahead of us, scanning for any sign of civilization. Ruth and Vera flanked our group, helping the other wounded survivors. Our group had shrunk in size Micheal, Erik, Bjorn, and several others hadn't made it through the traps. Everyone who was left looked like they'd crawled out of hell. "There," Helena called out, pointing through the trees. "I can see smoke. Has to be a settlement."

It was a hidden bunker built into the side of a cliff, a relic from the old pack wars. Jax shoved the heavy iron door open. We stumbled inside. The survivors collapsed on the concrete floor. There were only thirty of us left. Bloodied. Broken. Terrified. Mara rushed over to me. She didn't ask if I was okay. She knew I wasn't. "Sit," she ordered, guiding me to a cot in the corner. I sank down. The relief was instant, but the adrenaline crash was worse. My hands started to shake. "Let me take her," Mara said gently, reaching for Lyra.

These people may have just been soilders and strangers at first but after weeks of being with them, they became friends, we got to hear about their lives and their families at home waiting for their safe return, now they would not return and that hurt, it hurt a lot to know children have lost a father, wives have lost a husband and mothers and fathers have lost a son. After a while of crying we smile at one another. “I’m glad your safe” I say, “I’m glad your safe too, the baby seems fine also, I was worried the blood loss and pain you went through may have caused you to have a miscarriage but that baby is stronger than we think!” She chuckles while wiping her tears away. Lisa brings me some

For a moment, she could not breathe smoothly. Their daughter was dead in that catastrophe. Hilda had experienced the virus outbreak herself. It was like the end of the world. When she walked her way down the path, there were only dead men. She saw white people and black people. There were those from prominent families, poor people, the elderly, and even children. She was lucky to come across Juliana and Connie and it was Connie, who had saved her life. But, there were a lot of people who had turned into decaying corpses on the street...

"Broken and Abused Was left to suffer; Cried and Begged to Be Loved and Cared for" Ashma Rauniyar ******************************* I was broken; I was abused; I was left to suffer on my own; I kept on crying and begging to be loved; to be cared but no one heard my plea of songs. I was left alone to fight; alone to survive; alone to fight with my worst nightmares; left alone to fight the depression. I was left alone by my own family to die.

They left their teammates to begin decontamination and cleanup. The guard holding a clipboard with the survivor registry reassured me. "Ma'am, your fiance has already turned. The vaccine couldn't have been able to help him anymore." In my past life, I'd died early, when the zombies first appeared. I never lived long enough to see the disaster end. This time, I was rescued, and I saw Sarah again. She had survived, too. "Are you okay? These past few weeks must've been really hard," she said, sounding concerned.

Eventually reality shut down any hope I had. I've estimated that less than a million humans survived. I hope I'm wrong and there are more, but my co-workers in analytics agree with me. Having my father for as long as I did was a miracle. Brian, a guy I worked with, lost everyone he loved. He told me the only way to survive was to stop thinking about them. He died at the claws of the hellhound who broke into the compound. I still hear his screams at night when I try to fall asleep. No, I don't want to see one of the monsters that killed so many people I loved. Just knowing it's here scares me senseless, and this time the shivers running across my skin have nothing to do with King.

Brooks is riding with us in the bulletproof limo. Sam, Niklaus, and his warriors stayed behind after questioning the new recruits they had located their families in an underground bunker. They helped to gather the injured women and children, who were dirty, sick, and starving. Some of the females were naked and had been raped.

Maybe because I didn’t care if I did. I scavenged what I could, moving from one burnt-out building to the next. There were other survivors, of course, but we didn’t talk much. Trust was a luxury none of us could afford. People killed for food, for water, for a pair of shoes. The worst ones killed just because they could. I kept moving, kept to myself. That’s when I found the radio.

If I were to let them go, I should have a valid reason since I will be accountable in the end. “We received a report that the guards and the doctors had left the patients there,” Jonathan stated. His jaw clenched when he continued, “And we have already confirmed it when we called and one of the patients’ guardians answered instead of the hospital staff.” Many of the patients in the hospital were the survivors of the war between Vampires and Hunters. Some were knights, some were ordinary citizens caught in the cross fire during the Hunters’ sudden attack. Those people suffered severe blows and even if they were Vampires, many of them had become similar to humans. They could no longer recover