Ron Anderson Walking Dead Novels & Stories

A breeze fills my nose with a sweet scent. Juliet- Find that! Me- What is it? Juliet- Find it….. “Want to go for a little walk?” I ask Monty. “Walk,” he points to toward Finley’s house. I see a car with PA plates and know Anderson is there. Anderson Conrad is back. After a long year and three months. The Prodigal Son is home.

She goes straight for the locked cabinet. Crowbar. Hinge. Pressure. The first hinge shrieks. The dragging sound gets closer. A man in a pharmacist's coat appears at the aisle entrance. Dead. Pale. Mouth torn. Name badge still clipped neatly to his chest. ANDREW. "Sorry, Andrew," Maya says. Andrew lunges with the enthusiasm of a professional finally off script. Maya steps aside, hooks his ankle, and drives him into a metal shelving rack. He hits hard, goes down, reaches. Crowbar down. Once. The crack is ugly.

"What do you mean, returned? He left without notice?" The man shook his head, visibly shaken. "Not exactly, sir… Andarov has fallen in battle. He's dead. His body was discovered early this morning in the sewer. The last two surviving members of the Blood Wolf squad retrieved his remains and took him back to the Srovika Federation for burial." Xavier froze in place, clearly dumbstruck. He exclaimed in disbelief, "Andarov is dead? Did the bastard Andrew die too? Please tell me he died with him!"

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

These cells, though, were far nicer than the underground ones you walked into at the pack entrance. “I’ll meet you down there,” Andrew said, rushing off to his mate. “I should come with you,” I told Bryan. I knew how intense—and irrational—he could be when it came to rogues, regardless of their intentions. Surprisingly, he nodded and took my hand as we made our way toward the pack prison. ⸻ The moment we opened the door, the stench hit me—the metallic tang of dried blood mixed with the rot of decaying flesh. My stomach clenched, and I fought back the urge to be sick.

The full moon was already set in the sky and many werewolves were gathering around in the big flat stone on the top of the tallest and biggest mountain of the South pack where the Great Spirit Wolf place was located. In the big flat stone, Andrea was lying there and her arms and feet were chained. "Andrea! Wake up!" Diane called her many times, but she is still unconscious. "Andrea, please," Diane pleaded. Andrea was still unconscious. Diane didn't stop calling her name until she opened her eyes slowly. "Thank goodness, Andrea. You're already awake," Diane said in relief, but not totally calm. Andrea's vision was blurry at first, after her vision adjusted, she was puzzled why many werewolves

"Wha- now?" "Yes! Now!" "But whatever it is can wait, it can't be as important as you-" "Zander has a whole bedroom of vials filled with my blood, Mason ... If Demitri and the others get their hands on it then we are going to be facing an army full of day walkers!"

“I don’t know Si. I’ve been by myself most of my life and I’ve always liked problem solving. I didn’t have a person close to me that I could trust 100%, so I came up with a way that works for me. This is it. Over the years, it has become a little compartmentalized I know that. But it works. I do have the highest solve rate in my department. I will figure out what I need to figure out. I would’ve liked more information from Alpha Kordell tonight, but I know myself and I know I won’t be able to deal with much more. That was why I decided to leave. I’m grateful you three came with you. I didn’t want to be alone.” “Little Luna, can we go inside? I’m hungry” I laughed out loud. “Yes Andrew, we ca

The rest were forced to retreat, but they were carrying the now human body of the Luna with them. Red managed to kill two more of the Hunters, including the young scout, before the silver tranquilizer in his blood stream took full effect. He crashed into the underbrush, rolling away out of sight down a tenebrous ravine. The Hunters had suffered too many losses at this point, and they beat a hasty retreat with Misha thrown over the leader’s big burly shoulder. *** Misha. I woke up in a cage. There were many strange smells and noises around me, mostly human in nature.

Joshua smiles and says, “it's not about the money but what feels right.” “Yes,” she says, “and this is right you and me. They are not meant to be.” Not wanting to offend her, Joshua walks in as she follows behind him. While walking in there, Andrea injects a needle into his neck. Collapsing to the ground, Andrea orders to take him into the maintenance van before anyone notices, and they drive off.