The Plague Novels & Stories

I yelled in frustration, kicking the door as I moved back a couple paces. It didn’t matter what I did. I was locked in. Somehow in the time, Hunt had ordered his guards to drag me away like a criminal; he’d also ordered them to lock me up as well. “Calm down.” My wolf pressed urgently. “We have to deal with the plague first.“ Despite my steaming, I knew that was the most important thing. In my past life, the rose plague had spread so quickly, it was termed the great killer. And now, an infected man was within the palace walls.

“I saw her walking towards the forbidden library two days ago, while the war was going on but after the way the maid was nowhere to be found not even her body, so I check and found her dead in the room, we don't know how long she had it or who has taken it from her, but we need to keep this matter locked down and everyone should be checked by the doctor” “What is this?” Sir James asked very confused “The plague. We haven't heard or seen it since the last century. Kiel, get the hospital check everyone in the pack and in the palace. Everyone should burn a fire in every corner of their houses, those who have gotten the plague shoul

She could sense it the plague approached. And then, as if called forth by the storm itself, the ground burst open with a sound like thunder. From the crack in the earth, a thing unlike anything they had ever seen slid out. Its form was a coiling mass of writhing black tendrils and churning shadows, its shape shifting and fluid, as if constructed of some concentrated darkness and tainted flesh. Its eyes if one could even call them that shone with a yellowish sick color, staring at Krishna with a hunger so intense it felt almost malevolent. It was the Plague, let loose. The personification of corruption that had been brewing benea

The Plague was never swift. It moved like the slow ache of winter, silent and unseen—an inevitability that crept into cracks, hollowing out the places where hope once lived. It was not a sickness of blood or bone, but of spirit. A quiet unravelling of the light within, one thread at a time.

The plague disease was in the Shadow Moon Pack too. How did this man find out that I was the cure? Did he smell me from there? The circles underneath his eyes grew wider as he hit the door with more provocation. No one was nearby — the thought alone increased my fears. He bowed his head for a while, then raised it up. “Please help me.” Tears streamed down his eyes. It wasn't his fault that he got ravaged by the plague. Last I heard, they were everywhere; the sickness doesn't choose people — it inflicts its virus on them.

I acted rashly and was willing to do just about anything each time the pain reached my chest and with the way I jumped up, she was probably already trying to consider leaving the room. “It… It just started a few hours ago but it's spreading really rapidly,” she stuttered. “Its symptoms are very erratic and violent and it's getting to anyone who comes in contact with affected people.” I watched with a stony expression as she delivered a detailed report on the sudden plague. Some of her words flew past my ears. It was hard to believe that something could be so quick and yet so devastating. “There are no casualties yet but if something is not done very quickly, it's really going to get bad,” sh

is my next question. "There is a traitor. And not just in the city. In the royal palace itself. Only a handful of royals and servants know the location of the source of the underground river. So when people in the city began dying of the plague, we sent scouts to the spring. They found carcasses from a herd of dead, diseased cows floating." Anthrax!

Cornelius muttered, “Dawar, this had better be important as you can see we are busy.” “Apology, Cornelius but your brother,” announced Dawar. “He has the plague. He is sick to the bone.” Cornelius and Darwin acquired a discharge to go home. As they ran through the thoroughfares, they skipped scrambling rats that brought the plague to their village. They heard cries and screams of stricken dwellers throughout the borough.

“Your majesty, an urgent message just arrived from the northern territories. A plague broke out. People are dying in their numbers, and there's no solution in sight.” My cock went limp with lightning speed as all my desires seeped away like gas. “Which pack?” I asked, my heart in my mouth.

I clenched my fists in frustration before sliding into one of the chairs and staring at her. Earlier, the doctor had informed me that Sylvia had caught the plague spreading through the city, known as Estrus fever and it had no cure. The doctor said it had a death poll of five thousand people in just three days of it's breakout. It was a cause for alarm and I felt fucking useless that I couldn't do anything to help Sylvia. I refused to let myself think of her death. I didn't know this woman, nor did she mean anything to me but I didn't think I would be able to move on if she died.