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body still refused to yield to her pleas . Her attempt was once again a futile one. Her eyelids had not opened a bit. She was running out of time. Derek kept on roaring like he was going to die. Though she was very afraid, she knew at the same time that she might just be the only way to salvage the whole situation. Her heart broke the moment she heard Derek trying to justify why he killed those people. That chamber had a memory that he could not yet get over. The alpha king needed to be helped. He needed help desperately, most especially at the moment. The sounds of things that had been smashed on the floor kept on tearing the air apart. Yes. This was the right moment to do the needful. She

D has been searching for us during the day because they know that Al is a vampire and that means for us, we would have to stop, rest and start moving at night, they want to catch us off guard, "Oh," I muttered, "Thanks I guess... But what is the other thing? you mention saving me twice," "You look pale, you should feed on the deer before you faint," her eyes shifted to the animal on the ground, Oh, that's what she meant, she saved me from W.I.K.D and from starving to death. Swallowing hard, I forced my eyes shut, opening them when I felt my fangs brushing against my lip, the she-wolf was sitting with her back turned to me licking her paws. Crouching, I brought my lips to the deer's neck, gag

Not even a single try. “What does it say?” I asked, brows furrowing as I rubbed both of my palms to create warmth. The cold had been much cruel today ever since we arrived at the healer’s cabin. I encouraged myself to look at the drawings instead; the art style is pretty much gothic, if not ancient. It wasn’t inked. Hues of black and white were embedded on the golden brown pages of the material. I saw the graphics of a human and a werewolf. They were doing something strange… some sort of a ritual. Elliot did not flip the pages further so I ended up guessing that that was it.

Their jobs were to protect their Alpha and Luna and to also help with cake duties. As time went on, the humans started to hunt and kill werewolves for sport. The ones whowere able to get away found frfuge in the deep parts of the forest. The last known sighting was well over a hundred years ago {END OF STORY} Ash has gotten older since then and there have been many changes in her life now. Unfortunately, her grandfather had passed away a few years ago, then this past year she lost her mother to cancer. It's been very hard for her nut she is very lucky to have her life long best friends, Kime and Toni by her side.

That debt had to be settled properly. Three days later, on a stormy night with pouring rain, a battered armored vehicle—barely holding together—smashed through the gates of the villa complex. Callie and Dan crawled out of the car, covered in mud and looking utterly miserable. Behind them, more than a dozen mutated zombies were chasing them. “Help! Is anyone there? Help!” Callie screamed, her voice hoarse. Dan gripped a machete in his hand, but it was useless against mutated zombies.

I got up from the bed and walked around the room, still no pain, how weird. I noticed the bookshelf and decided to take a look. There were so many books, some with older worn covers and others a bit more newer looking. I picked up a small red book and read the cover ‘A Lycanthropy Reader; WEREWOLVES IN WESTERN CULTURE’. I flicked through the pages and put it back on the shelf, a little too intense for some early morning reading. I picked up another one and read the cover, ‘The Garden of Eden’ by Ernest Hemingway. Not what I expected from a teenage werewolf soon-to-be-Alpha. I put it back and my eyes fell on a really older looking book. I pulled it out and it was big and very heavy. It looked

They who were the most basic of Undead could not resist the call of one so highly placed on the power ladder like Elder Sand, and they slowly flocked over. Elder Sand was a patient man. Walkers were slowly; they were so slow that if a human came into contact with one, as long as that human kept his or her calm, he/she would have a very high chance of killing the Walker! So Elder Sand knew that he would have to wait for a while, but he was prepared to wait. He had been searching for Asmodeus for a long time and this was the first time he had sensed Walkers with Asmodeus’s energy on them. It wasn’t a chance he was going to give up.

“They were out too far…for a reason. “Rodin says. Slowly, Rodin lifts his fingertips from the puddle. The blood drips back into the pool. The blood is thick almost like sludge and smells like rotten meat when it's cooked. Rodin flings the blood on the teal grass which cleans the shine on his armor. Rodin stands and he starts to walk to the tent with the flag. Varick looks over the pile. On his side is a satchel, he reaches in this compartment to pull out a book. The book’s title: “Book of The Blight.” Carefully, he sets his wolf helm down on a clean spot among the forest. The plate head sparks with pink electricity, causing the headpiece to slightly hover along with the grassy blade tips. Va

December 4th James As soon as I close the front door behind me, I shove my hands into my pockets to ward off the cold. I left Brianna in bed. We stayed up until dawn finishing the third season of The Walking Dead, so I’m sure she’ll sleep in late. As my breath forms a cloud in front of me, I start walking down the street. I’m meeting Connor and Skyler for breakfast, then I’ll buy Brianna’s gift. The thought alone makes my heartbeat quicken.

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