Sad Rick Grimes Novels & Stories

His pulse was beating in his ears, as the terror washed over him. “Mate!” Rick was screaming after gaining consciousness, giving him bad signals about Charlotte’s condition. “I can’t feel her.” With the Rick’s grim tone, a cold wave embalmed him, as the hair rose at the back of his neck. “Please save my mate.” Eric prayed to the Moon Goddess and raced the car, his hands were shaking in the odd trembling rhythm. “What the heck!” He had to stop as soldiers on the borders were piling up countless dead bodies. Eric didn’t pay attention to them and bolted out of his vehicle.

Tim looked all shades of sad and he looked like he had wiped off his tears several times before stepping out to open the door. Rick felt his heart breaking at the sight. He had known Tim for quite a long time now but this was the very first time he was seeing Tim in this state. Tim had always been the happiest of their little friend circle. He was always all over Melinda, rarely got sad and was certainly very optimistic and easygoing. ‘Fuck’ Rick cursed in his head. Why had he drank so much last night? Why had he lost his senses and slept with Melinda? “You are going to come in and stand a chance of me killing you or you are going to run away like you should now that you still have the chanc

He places his hand on his shoulder and smiles unwilling to let him go. "Grandpa, I really need your help." Blake hangs his head, his eyes threatening to perk with tears. "What's going on Blake?" Blake's grandpa frowns, his voice going from a cheerful tone to a more melancholic tone. "Grandpa, those archives you told me to look over, you were right. You were right about all of them. There's a vampire by the name of Damian who is seeking revenge on our pack. But that's not the only thing I fear." He sits with his grandfather inside at the table.

I can feel the agony of the mates in the bunkers at the loss of so many mates. Across the battlefield, my eyes connect with Grace. She can feel me dying. Her eyes are wide as she stares at me, horrified. Beside her, I see Cara on the ground, hovering over someone. It takes me a moment to realize it’s Rik. He’s lying dead in her arms. It seems Cara’s grief is providing a buffer to the Guardians as the three of them seem uninjured. I’m glad to know my mate is safe. Even if I couldn’t be the one to do it.

We, the wolves know better of course. Sebastain did not even have to bat an eyelid to make Rick remain shaking like a leaf in his spot. But what stunned Rick even more was when Gracie, whom I am sure heard and saw everything, appeared in front of him--her expression torn and her eyes glossy with tears. Rick's eyes widened, and then he tried to coax her as always. "Gracie, hey, wait, this is all a misunderstanding--"

Just seeing his face causes my muscles to relax, and my worries to evaporate. We sit there talking for ages, holding each other’s hands tightly, kissing, smiling, and laughing; the relief of finding out Ricky didn’t survive was astonishing. I admit, part of me feels royally shit for being part of the reason someone died; nobody deserves to die, but knowing Ricky will never come back to haunt us is soothing. I can finally move on. Ricky is gone. Kaden’s dad is gone. Just us. Together. Forever… Wait, forever? YES!

Damon’s head snapped toward the door instantly. “Enter.” The door opened and Marcus, Damon’s Beta, stepped inside. Marcus looked exhausted. And worried. “Alpha,” he said with a nod. “We caught one of Viktor’s wolves at the southern border.” The temperature in the room dropped instantly. Damon’s voice became ice. “Alive?” Marcus nodded. “He’s in the holding cells.” I felt Damon’s anger like a physical wave rolling off him. “Good,” Damon said darkly. Then he turned to me.

I can't feel that emotion again, not since one of those dogs killed my little brother. " Well it was good while it lasted mutt. You fucked great. But all great things must come to an end. I'll make it quick for you so it wouldn't hurt anymore." I said playfully and pushed my foot down on his neck until I heard the sickening crack. Well, that was one distraction out of the way. "What are we going to do now Essi? The girl has escaped Raphael and from what I've heard Alpha Xavier is ruthless and no one can hold a candle to him." Rick says beside me.

"Andre, oh I missed you so much…you didn’t mention to us that you were back in town, how’s the residency going at Edenvale Gen?" "I know right it’s been so long…the residency is going well, I was thinking of just staying in the emergency unit, but I know my heart is with pathology. I’m actually here because I heard what happened to mom…I just wish I was there for her, and how are you doing?” "I'm fine Andre ‘sobbing’ I just hope she’s going to be okay...she can't leave me, leave us like this".

Alpha Rick had been the one who had destroyed the pack that was populated by white wolves. He was also the person that killed alpha Jamil in a selfish bid to take over the blood moon pack. Alpha Rick was the main— in fact, he was the only reason that her life was a miserable shitty part of the existence of life and nature. I could not do any other thing than to think and think and think all over again. I could not find a word to describe my current situation and state of mind, but to say that I was majorly shocked was an understatement.