Terminus On Walking Dead Novels & Stories

“He took the Ghost over the cliff. He’s in the water.” Bastien slumped against a mahogany pillar, his face pale. “The Elders… they’ve already called an emergency Moot at the base of the cliffs. They felt the shift, Arielle. They felt the Alpha’s mind shatter. They aren’t coming to help him. They’re coming to execute the Termination Protocol.” In the Roux pack, an Alpha who went permanently feral was considered a walking plague. If Girard couldn’t master the beast, the law stated he had to be put down by his own vanguard to protect the secret of the bloodline.

Salem watched and let them handle it, since they looked trained to kill the walking dead. The sticks worked on the walking dead, and a blow to their heads killed them. As they dropped down, someone moved behind Liam, striking the sharp part through another head. Nothing prepared me for this. I had seen all kinds of deaths, but this was too much once they were alive; now, just corpses with no brains. Emily spoke to me through the link, her voice a lifeline. I couldn’t reply, but her sweetness flowed into me, calming the tremors in my soul. God, I love her; she is my comfort, my addiction. The world feels bearable with her in my mind.

The night was thick with silence, the kind that felt like a living, breathing thing, pressing in on them as they stood at the edge of the abandoned docks. The stench of salt and rust filled the air, mixing with something darker—the unmistakable scent of blood. Teresa’s fingers curled around the handle of her gun as she scanned the area, her pulse drumming hard against her ribs. Her father was dead. That chapter of her life was over. But this? This wasn’t over. Not until she had him.

didn’t want to do that to her.” He shook his head and walked back over to his parents and siblings as they stared at Tyler in my arms. I handed her to Garrett and him and Shay took off running in the other direction. Another horn sounded, “Whatever just happened is the reason that these fuckers are going to die today! Antonio Argent has weaseled his way in to our lives in more ways than I care to admit.” Jesse and Anna nodded. My chest felt tight. She was going to hate me for putting her away and probably be even angrier that she was knocked unconscious by her brother. I scrubbed my hand over my face and stared at everyone. Their eyes laser focused on the tree line at the edge of the large

he replies with an elated tone, splashing some cold water into my face. “Aaaaah,” I shriek, jumping back, hitting the sink with my butt. He laughs hard, and I momentarily relax, joining in his laughing. As the shower starts running, we drop the act. “What do you think?” I ask. “Well, for starters, this is a werewolf pack’s territory for sure,” Jason motions for me to get in the shower and turns his back to me. “The Greyback pack territory we visited had no remains of any buildings. It was possibly magically moved. The Howler’s Pack territory had bombed and burned down buildings. This pack was neither bombed nor moved. There are no signs of fighting or bullet marks on the buildings. Still, I

Even through the mask the wolfsbane in the air was starting to make my head spin. Terrence tried to laugh but it came out strained. “Well,” he muttered, “that… could’ve gone better.” Bella knelt beside him and hissed under her breath. “His tibia’s snapped.” I could already smell the blood. Zey growled. Leave. Now. He wasn’t wrong. The longer we stayed in here the weaker we’d get. I grabbed Terrence’s shoulder. “We’re getting you out.” Terrence shook his head weakly. “Fans… still running,” he said through clenched teeth. “Blowing that shit straight to Crescent lands.”

The noise made me realize that's their only one solution that I could think of: To play a morality game, a game which I then decided to call the Termination Game. "If you all really want to put an end to this…. who cares if someone is dying," I nonchalantly said without hesitation. Everything went south from there. I knew it wouldn't end well, and because of that little spark of an idea, Mom was found out to be a murderer.

Their hearts were filled with the warmth of Sasha's blessings, as they embraced the journey that lay ahead—a journey of love, growth, and the promise of building a cherished family. And so, Sasha's visit became a catalyst for hope and laughter, strengthening the bond between Miguel and Zelda, and reaffirming their shared dreams of creating a loving family and the prospect of welcoming precious grandchildren into their lives. Miguel's heart sank as he received the distressing news of Tyler's demise. One of the esteemed werewolves in his pack, Tyler had been ruthlessly murdered and decapitated, leaving behind a trail of unanswered questions and a wave of grief that washed over the entire pack.

Mj’s breathing began to hitch and she was beginning to get dizzy, as the walkers got closer to the cabinet little Mj was hiding in, grown Mj screamed at the same time the small girl burst from under the sink and dove between the two walkers and out into the rain that was now pounding down on the outside world. Zazel grabbed the chains and yanked the walkers backward as the little girl disappeared into the storm, “enough” Zazel grunted as he wrestled with the creatures, “obey your master!” he yelled and the creatures turned on him, as they tried to attack him Zazel roared Mj watched as sharp canines stretched through his gums and his eyes turned bright yellow before he sunk his teeth into one

Then I move to Teddy and gesture at Ava: "Kill her too." Ava's eyes were wide, fear and shock written across her face. Her lips opened in a silent cry, but Gamma Teddy beat her to it. Before she could even get out a word, he killed her too, finishing her off quickly. Her eyes went glassy, her body collapsing next to James's dead body. The beta and gamma of the Night Walker Pack, seeing their alpha fall, turned deathly pale. Horror written across their faces, they retreated, tripping on James's and Ava's corpses behind them.