The Plague Novels & Stories

I asked her. "When the plague began, no one knew what to do. They said it was the deity punishing Rayuwa for not granting her the sacrifice she had demanded. Usually, the yearly maiden sacrifice was made as required, but she decided to ask for too much this time around, saying the normal sacrifice would not be enough. While the Sarki and the council were trying to solve the matter, the problem began gradually. It started with drought. The rain did not fall when it was supposed to. Then the crops began to die, game became scarce in the bush and fish scarce in the waters. The way it all happened, it felt like Rayuwa itself was dying. When the sky became red and

replied Axton with a serious face. *** By morning, Oswald and Alessandro's group arrived at a village, where the inhabitants were suffering from a serious skin disease. They are not placed in a special room for people affected by the plague. They are left alone, because they also have the right to enjoy the outside world. However, there is an unwritten rule that they are prohibited from touching anything that is a public need such as wells, river water and so on. They are afraid that they will infect those who are still healthy.

The other three scrambled back in terror, but they didn’t run … they stayed close, as if they couldn’t abandon their comrade. “It’s getting worse out there,” one of the soldiers whispered, voice breaking. “A plague. Something is killing us. A death unlike anything we’ve ever seen. It started near the eastern borders. At first we thought it was poison from the rogues… but it’s spreading too fast. People rot from the inside. Their eyes go black. Their skin peels away while they’re still breathing.” The vomiting man collapsed onto his side, gasping. More black veins spidered across his face. The smell of decay was already starting to rise.

Unfazed, Raina admitted calmly, “Yes, that’s me. I’ve already confirmed it—this headache condition is a highly contagious and extremely rare plague. If we don’t act immediately, this entire city may fall to the outbreak. Every person here… will die.” “The whole city?! Hahaha! Are you serious? Crimson Hollow has millions of residents. You’re saying they’ll all die?” “Absurd!! What proof do you have that this is a plague?” “Is she another expert Mr. Willow brought in? If this is what our expert team looks like, I’m out. I quit!” “Yeah, I quit too!” “What is this nonsense? You bring in random people who haven’t done anything, then rush to label this a plague? If something really happens, who’s

Thank God for this piece of information I had wrestled from Adriana before we came here; combined with my knowledge from books, I know I had a way to stop Travis from waging war on the hybrids while securing a solution to his problems, too. "The disease, they can help us," I added and I felt him stiffen for just a few seconds. "Adriana," He mumbled under his breath, already aware of who could have disclosed this information to me. Currently, there was a plague afflicting some of the wolves in Twilight City. It was a form of flu that disconnected them from their wolf side just like what had happened to me, except this had a more serious effect. It weakened their bodies too and the ill wolves

"He can handle himself." I hesitate, feeling a lump in my throat. "Yes." Father shifts the conversation to the plague spreading to Ketel. "We must act fast to contain it." "The physicians are searching for a cure, right?" Mother worries. "May Cidron save us from it reaching the capital." The Plague—a term for the demon-infested curse plaguing the land. Spirits emerge from the Iorwerth Forest most evening, claiming souls. "I'm recruiting soldiers to protect the villagers," Uncle announces, determined.

The Plague disappeared never to be seen again. Eighteen years later, Warheads started popping up all over the world. Children born with the trigger were activated upon their first shift and decimated their packs overnight. One day, an alpha, Alpha Brutus Lupin, and his mate Florence Diah met and the two attempted to fix what had been done.

“I–I’m sorry. I came here to tell you that over the past week, a strange plague has spread through my pack. It’s been spreading faster than anything anyone I’ve spoken to has ever seen before, and with the evident efficacy for it to continue to be passed around, there’s no reason why it wouldn’t soon be transmitted to other packs. By my account, almost the entire Sunclash pack has been affected. I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s already made its way out.” I purse my lips. My instincts are already telling me that we’re on the cusp of something far larger than I could even begin to fathom right now, but I need to be sure. “How serious is the plague currently?” I a

Carl rubbed the back of his neck and looked towards the cell door before turning back to me. "The plague, it's a pathogen that was made specifically to target wolves. The dark king had to bring in a lot of very good scientist to develop this specific pathogen. They made this pathogen, in a way that it kills the wolves regenerative abilities and then begins to kill them from the outside by eating through their flesh and eventually, consuming them whole." I pursed my lips together, the image of the wolves in my kingdom popping up in my head. The bodies filled with ulcerations, and some so bad that you could see the organs. A wave of nausea began to poke at my st

George grunted agreement. “This is what comes of man pursuing mammon and turning his back on God,” the captain continued in a voice raspy from gin that nevertheless resonated with conviction and experience, as if he’d lived through famine and plague and knew a thing or two about calamity and human weakness. His watery blue eyes, set in the permanent squint of men who make their living on the water, twinkled, letting the younger man know he wasn’t entirely serious. “Behold,” he said, “with a great plague will the Lord smite thy people, and thy children, and thy wives, and all thy goods and a catastrophe that could strike a city. The sword is without, and the pestilence and the famine within!”