John Adler Walking Dead Novels & Stories

All of them were werewolves, and it was clear that getting inside would not be an easy task. Adam's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scene. "Okay, here is the plan," John began, but his words trailed off as he realized Adam had disappeared from his side. John turned to Gina, puzzled. "Where did he go?" Gina pointed towards the warehouse, her eyes wide with concern. "He's already on the move," she said, her voice urgent. At that moment, a bullet whizzed past them and pierced the air with a loud bang. Adam, now in his werewolf form, had charged towards the guards with incredible speed. He effortlessly dodged the bullet and swiftly incapacitated the guard who had fired it.

My heart drops. Josiah Adalwolf is alive, and he wants his daughter back.

"Adalwolf was a great king of the Were kingdom. He was powerful, kind and selfless. Johnathan was his son, who is the late king of the Were kingdom before his highness, Eros took over the Throne. Adalwolf is also my best friend. When Eros was still a young boy, he insisted that he wanted to go hunting in the forest. Eros likes to hunt wild beasts much more faster than him. He loves to fight with them in his wolf form. That was one thing that never changed since his childhood. Adalwolf adores his grandson and was very proud of him. Eros always used to convince his grandfather to join him on a trip into the wilderness" Emanual paused. He looked at the young woman, closely observing her reactio

She asked hopefully, but Noah shook his head; he couldn't think of anyone with traits such as that; he most likely wouldn't have believed Hazel. But Adrian's missing body was proof enough that something had indeed happened to Adrian, something unnatural. He found it hard to believe that there were wolves that could teleport themselves. But then again, he himself could move through shadows and teleport with them; why couldn't another of a different breed exist? "A red wolf," he said to himself. While he spoke to himself, Hazel looked out the window again and saw the motionless body of Draven in his human form on the ground. He seemed unconscious, but he wasn't sure.

And he is indeed reliable. "The investigation continues of course, at this time his son who is in college who is the successor to Edward Adler and he requests a thorough investigation. The boy s quite smart, he uses his father's connections to pressure the Enforcer so that the results and investigation process are made public," explained Vincent. "According to the post-mortem results, Edward Adler died of a laceration in his neck. He was found in his room a few hours after death." "So the culprit must have been a werewolf," I muttered.

The pungent smell of their bodies was so strong that Aiden could smell it from so far out. “Walkers!” Aiden soon realised what they were once he spotted them. Walkers were the lowest form of Undead. They were easy to deal with for any strong Beastman and usually Aiden would not have bothered with them, but he was currently injured and could barely move a muscle. He wouldn’t be able to deal with them! This wasn’t the right time!

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. A loud snap, a very satisfying crunch, and Adam Whitaker screamed no more… With blood dripping from his snout, Adler stood tall on his broken, dead body and howled to the moon, as if offering the blood to the Goddess. Everywhere, a following howl prevailed, which started from within the ship, where our clan’s wolves were still hunting for rogues, till back to the shore. Me, Jared and Nash sat on our knees in respect for our beloved and protective alpha.

she asked and watched as Dante’s eyes quickly darted to the boy and then back to her. Adler began to fumble with the hem of his shirt, “oh I umm, my mom is part of the kitchen staff” he said and Mj cocked her head to the side. “That’s great, I work in the kitchen too” she said and watched as all the beautiful color drained from poor little Adler’s face. Mj observed as Dante kept glancing off into the distance and she noted that he almost seemed to look up toward the sky a few times. Just then Mj sapped her fingers together “THAT'S IT” she yelled and Dante looked at her wide eyed while Adler continued to fidget uncomfortably. “They were talking to someone” she said and when Dante only shook

I throw back my third glass of whiskey, knowing that human liquor won’t get me drunk until I’ve had at least ten more glasses, I wave to the bartender for another. “This seat taken?” I hear a male voice ask. I look over and it’s Anders, the vampire FBI agent that traveled here with Si. “Sure, go ahead,” I murmur, taking my drink from the bartender. “What’ll it be for you?” The bartender asks him. “I’ll have a Bloody Mary.” He replies. I couldn’t help the snort of laughter that crossed my lips at the pun he made, knowing the human bartender had no idea that he was standing across from a vampire. We sit in companionable silence for a while before he speaks again.

Only someone like himself could have detected it. Catching onto the scent, Adrian's heart sank. He then realized he was surrounded by numerous individuals akin to mindless zombies. These people were soldiers, but they were clearly under some form of control. Mark then appeared and thundered, "Hah! I thought you were dead, Adrian! Can’t believe you're still alive!" According to his plan, Adrian should be dead by now. But alas, here he was, standing before him. This was indeed a troubling development in his plans.