Ron Anderson Walking Dead Novels & Stories

"Was he referring to Sophia's uncle, Mr John? And what was so special about this necklace to worth twenty million dollars?" So, he dragged his senses throughout the auction room to check if his werewolf instinct was mistaken about the Mr Lambert being announced. Sadly, his werewolf instinct was proven wrong when he confirmed it was not just John's scent that he sniffed but Eric's as well. Then, he dropped his gaze to his wrist where the barcode of his lifeline was marked on. Nicholas knew that if his lifeline dropped to zero, he will certainly die. On the other hand, Nicholas could not help but ask himself if he will die as well when his lifeline remained in its digits after he pulled the bu

Brynn rubs the back of her neck. I offer her an encouraging smile. “I’m sure my room isn’t far from yours.” To answer, Madame Aldine begins walking again. “This way.” After shooting Brynn one more encouraging look, I follow Madame Aldine down the hallway across the landing. A tapestry stretches across a good half of the wall, its vibrant colors telling a story about a battle involving dragons, werewolves, and… I get closer. A man holds a woman in a gown in one arm, her eyes closed and her hand pressed to her forehead in distress. He leans in close, his teeth razor sharp.

The door swung open, and there stood Chester, who was supposed to have been a fixture in the morgue for the past two weeks. I nodded at him, my face a blank slate. "It's been a while!" The relatives froze, their exchanged glances screaming silent panic. "Ah!" "He's alive!" "I said we shouldn't visit the morgue after midnight, but no, you had to see for yourselves!" "All this for a few bucks from selling their organs? It's not worth dying over." My aunt, gripping Theodore's arm and shaking it, wailed. I let out an icy laugh, lifted my hand, and gave Chester a slap that left a red mark blazing on his cheek.

MORNING After apologizing to Beth for entering the woods Jason went to school as usual however his mind was in complete dismay (Werewolves exists, I got bit by one... So I'm a werewolf too... What other magical creatures exist in this messed up world?) Jason thought to himself. "Mr Snow! Can you or can't you solve this equation?" The Math teacher Mr Henson asked the distracted boy. "Oh... Yeah sorry" the boy wakes up from his daze and went straight to the board to solve the math problem while his classmates laughed. After math class a male student approached his desk "Glad to see another guy that can't stay awake through Henson's lesson" the boy said, he had black hair and freckles, he wore

Not much left of any of us, humans or wolves, or any shifter that we know. I won’t take a chance, I would not lose you over this, no way, Nolan said, pacing his hand, running over his face. Nolan, Salem said, three more months until we’re twenty. Then, with full strength, we could fight them. Until then, we keep our heads down and survive. Zanto stood there in front of the door, still doubtful. My parents talked about The Walking Dead. Never saw one. The virus attacks the brain; it has evolved, and some have survived.

He looked up at me and spat out a chunk of the man, and nodded, ready to go. I walked on, opening doors to make sure they were clear as we passed, knowing Xander and Elias probably had Balista cornered in one of them. I kicked in a door to the left, and no one was there. "Clear!" A few wolves ran past, but Seven stayed on my flank. Gunfire, growling, shouts, and screams echoed off the walls in the warehouse as we made our way through. I kicked open a door to the right. Nothing. "Clear!" Then I came to another door across the hallway and heard voices. I kicked it open, and Xander and Elias were standing there nude, having just shifted, and Balista and Sasha were backed against the wall.

I can’t trust anyone with their safety. André held a finger up as he took out a cell phone. I furrowed my brow as he quickly typed one-handed. André’s a werewolf, so why is he using a cell phone? He could just link a pack member to help him try and deal with us. He nodded and pocketed his phone. “Calling for backup? Don’t you think you could take me on?” I questioned. “Us. Take us on. I may not shift, but I’ll be damned if I let anyone take us away.” Persephone spoke up.

GINGER "How are things going?" Tyler asked after I'd been doing my job for a couple days. "Really good, actually!" I replied cheerfully. "So you don't mind all the tedious data entry?" "No, not at all, actually! The stuff I'm learning is so interesting. Like, I always thought werewolves were immune to almost anything, but there are all these crazy things that can happen to them. Like one doctor observed a werewolf that stopped being able to heal quickly, except when there was a full moon. The doctor decided the guy had bad blood, and they actually ended up chopping off his balls so he couldn't reproduce and pass on the defect."

The records showed that wolfsbane had been destroyed completely from the town so whosoever attacked them is probably from another town. His phone rang and went to pick it up. It was Anderson. His right hand man. Anderson was someone he trusted completely and was loyal to him. “Hey Anderson. What's up” he asked. Beatrice stood up and walked up to him when she heard the wine cup fall from Danny's hands to the floor. “Daniel!!! What happened?” She demanded. Daniel dropped the phone. He looked terrified and angry at the same time. Anderson just dropped bad news. “Two werewolves were killed,” he said with sadness in his eyes. Beatrice put her hands over her mouth to stop herself from screaming. T

I demanded, becoming irritated. For a few moments we sat in silence, in a staring competition. I glared at him and he finally gave in and sighed. “There are a few ways. The most common way is to remove an essential organ, such as by beheading or tearing out someone’s heart or lungs. Simply injuring the organ doesn’t work, as werewolves can just heal. But removing it completely is a guarantee for death. Another common way is poisoning by wolfsbane. Our pack sometimes shoots darts filled with wolfsbane at enemies to get it into their bodies quickly. But you can also die from eating it or if it’s pushed into an open wound.”