Lazarus Pit Novels & Stories

“Jack, you don’t understand. I can bring Connor back” “I hate to break it to you but you are a pack doctor not a miracle worker. Alpha Connor is dead, has been dead for- “ “The Lazarus pit, you have heard of it haven’t you?” “Everyone has heard of it and it’s a fairytale told to young cubs to give them hope” “It’s no fairytale. It’s real. I know where it is, I’ve researched about it all my life and I know where it is supposed to be”

I had to be sure that the ritual had not drained her life. As I flew, I saw that the Uncivil had collapsed, and were changing back into their prior forms. Their claws became hands once more. Extra limbs and teeth fell away. Thorns, blades and other growths broke off. It seemed that with Salem’s death, his terrible virus had been undone. Unfortunately, those whose bodies had been twisted beyond repair did not survive. When I passed over the Thames, I saw that the island of flesh had fallen apart, leaving countless floating corpses. I found Loretta inside her home, surrounded by empty blood bottles. Mr. Pervis lay wheezing on the floor, and Loretta was hovering over him, tipping a bottle to hi

"Let's start with that heartbeat." He administered the serum, and Sebastian's scream pierced the darkness. Sebastian's body twisted off the ground, a scream ripped from his lungs as if hellfire had ascended up his throat. The cry echoed through the ruins, piercing and tormented—half death, half rebirth. Lazarus did not blink. He just watched. "Pain means it's working," he panted, a wry note creeping into his voice. "You ought to thank you lucky stars, you know. Nobody else would've gone to the trouble to exhume your body from that grave.

I could hear Malachi’s screams as I stopped the Jeep and ran down the stairs to the basement. The scene that awaited me was horrific, so bad that I couldn’t breathe. Malachi was holding Karani, rocking her dead body in his arms, his face in her neck. His torn clothes lay by the stairs. I saw Ramos’s headless body in the cell. I wanted to faint and throw up at the same time from the intensity of my pain. Malachi’s pain was creating a migraine in my head and I felt my heartbeat increase so much that I was having palpitations.

I’m standing outside waiting for fucking Valerie because the asshole hurried me up to now take his sweet ass time, when Vic returns. “Salim was just picked up for trying to hack into the FBI database” he hands me the list of possible candidates again and I pick again. "Damian Delacort, Samantha Shae and YS Jailbird bring those three in if they are looking for employment with amazing fucking pay after they swear in. I want them to set up a new system with palm readers I want this place tricked out in tec" he nods his head in understanding and again kisses the top of my head before leaving me.

All moving with that same eerie precision. Dr. Ryans stroked a girl's hair. "No emotional volatility. No inconvenient attachments." His smile turned razor-thin. "Unlike you, Lieutenant." Jeff's pistol was out before I could blink. "Shut it down." "You misunderstand." Ryans tapped his temple. "The Lazarus Pulse already activated. They'll awaken across the globe within hours." He nodded to Lena and Mara. "Unless you trade the flawed for the flawless." Ice cracked underfoot as Jeff stepped forward—

Lucian’s P.O.V. I look around the small expanse of fresh, green grass that laid below the sun’s light, making up the park that was overflowing with families. My legs remain stretched out beneath me, a hand supporting my head as I watch with tired eyes. Following the happy families of attentive parents and cheerful children playing without a single concern for the eye to see, pain blisters through me from the sight of it. I pull my eyes away and focus them instead on my feet. I knock them together to distract myself, trying to make the knocking loud enough to drown out the laughter that echoed through my ears.

He gives the room a quick scan to find the pitcher on the counter and rises to collect it for me. “Can sir please bring the biscuits as well? The human needs to eat.” Skillys says towards the blue giant named Lazarus before turning his attention back to me. “Thee lost consciousness due to stress and low blood sugar. Me told thee to rest and wait for Nim to come with food.” Skillys voice tries to sound stern, but it is so light and squeaky I can hardly take him seriously. Lazarus comes back to my side and places a glass of the same clear liquid as I drank before in my hand and I empty the glass in one go.

He was about to brush it off, but the faint knocking became loud banging and in one of the graves the ground began shaking. Lazarus looks at the name on the grave, and he immediately smiles from ear to ear. “OK… Ok… I’m already digging you, so calm down.” He yelled as he hurriedly dug the grave. After minutes of digging, he hit the coffin. He opened it and there she was his little unexpected success. “Would you look at that you survived? I never thought you would. Welcome to the first day of your new life, you little dark horse.” He declared proudly.

He was rotting alive. "My predecessor lasted ten years," The young man coughed, spitting up purple blood. "I only lasted five. The energy... it consumes us faster now." "What are you talking about?" Harper stepped forward. "Consumes you?" The Chairman gestured to the floor. The floor was transparent. Thick, reinforced glass. Beneath their feet, deep in the abyss, something was moving. Subject Lazarus. It wasn't a monster. It was a Titan. A massive, biological entity, curled up in a fetal position. It glowed with the same violet light as the crystals. It was beautiful. And terrifying.