Plague Novels & Stories

If negative energy is produced due to the death of living beings, how much negative energy would be generated by the death of almost the entire population of a city? ♦ ♦ ♦ Autumn came in a wave of amber hues of wilting and falling leaves, and the air turned damp and misty, laden with the scent of decaying vegetation. The second month of autumn found the plague at its peak in Genbofen. Festivals like the infamous Meatloaf Week city dwellers would normally have celebrated with great joy and copious consumption of food for eight days at the beginning of the month where they ate like pigs, passed without pain or glory.

I asked in concern. “The pack members have been coughing blood, collapsing and dying, including those at the training center. I think that there's a plague and it's really bad."

The Plague disappeared never to be seen again. Eighteen years later, Warheads started popping up all over the world. Children born with the trigger were activated upon their first shift and decimated their packs overnight. One day, an alpha, Alpha Brutus Lupin, and his mate Florence Diah met and the two attempted to fix what had been done.

“I walked fields when the air still stank of ash from Carthage burning. I crossed seas on ships stitched with hide before your world had sails worth the name. I bled at Thermopylae, though I wasn’t Spartan. I watched Rome devour itself and laughed while emperors choked on their own rot.” My breath caught. He said it like someone listing cities he’d vacationed in. Casual. I could hear the rattle of the motel air unit and still believe every word. “And when plague came?” he went on, voice lower. “I fed. Entire streets abandoned to black boils and swollen tongues. No one looked twice at another body carried out. Mortals thought it was disease that emptied their h

The woman strongly protested. "Calm down Sara. We shouldn't make hasty decisions, we might need it in the future." Michael argued. Their arguments heated with each passing day and soon they couldn't even stand each other. "Mal! Mal!!!" Michael yelled. Malicay came running at the sound of his father's desperate voice. "Help me, we need to take your mother to a hospital." Malicay's eyes met with his mother's. A serious plague had broken out, and it was slowly spreading and most common amazing country folks. The symptoms were yellow eyes, shortened breath, paralysis and pale skin, the people called it Sun skin. The reason for this was unknown, but it was deadly a

I smiled and Orkhis excitedly talking about my novels, but it's seems June is somewhat silent. "June , did anything happened ?" I asked and Orkhis stopped and looked at her . "It's nothing .." We looked at her suspiciously."It's just , there is an outbreak of plague in the outskirts, it's affecting people near the river and it's spreading ." She said with worried voice and sighed. What , how can this happen so soon , In the novel , it happened after Daisy's age of ceremony .Is it the first prince doing ? But , we have to take care of this . The Saint didn't appear yet . What will happen to those people?

James said and I smiled. "That was when he was just Doctor Alexander Sanchez but now he suspects me and I can't take the risk of letting him know what happened that night. Alex must not return to London, he must die in Afghanistan." 💊 Alex's POV 💊 "The plague is a vector borne infectious disease and it's caused by a bacteria called Yersinia pestis" I said. "So we just need to find a way to kill the bacteria" Jasmine said. "And also a way to repair the destroyed tissues cause it works by destroying the cells and tissues in the body."

This plague spread quickly, and the way they had engineered it, it would be airborne. The pathetic humans would cordon off the city, of course. Shut down bridges and tunnels. Close air and boat traffic. And that was exactly what he wanted. They would be locking themselves in to the terror that would follow. Locked in, dying from plague, Kyle and his thousands of minions would unleash a vampire war unlike anything the human race had ever seen. Within a matter of days, they would wipe out all New Yorkers.

Zayne asked hurriedly, his eyes darting sideways as the guard knelt before him. “Ten more people are confirmed dead. The plague is spreading, and the people are dying!” A hush of murmur swept across the hall, each one of the elders muttering some indistinct words. A huge plague had suddenly hit the grounds of the red moon pack, affecting almost all of the residents of the pack. Even their farms were not left untouched, a strange famine accompanied the plague, all their farm produce became rotten, and the crops on the field were destroyed by unseen forces.

the woman murmured. Recently, her stomach seems to be hit by something. Every Fiona filled her with any food or drink, always regurgitated. Fiona only knew if her ulcer recurred, so she took some medicine to neutralize her stomach acid. However, everything is in vain. The female placed the pen next to the document. Her head has been dizzy since just now. Not because of thinking about some ongoing projects in the company, but rather because of something turbulent from within her. Fiona moved off the chair, headed for the bathroom, and spit out all her guts there.