The Plague Novels & Stories

Kiara asked. "Unfortunately, the plague is real. It started spreading yesterday. But, the affected areas have increased. We are not sure about the true nature of the plague. But it is capable of bringing insanity to the people," the guard said. Every muscle in my body tensed up. Were the children of darkness trying to exert their revenge on us? When Kiara's worried gaze met mine, I knew she was thinking of the same thing. "What is your name?" I asked the guard, and he bowed in respect.

He asked me to explain what the plague is. “The plague is a disease that can pass from one person to another. This disease can come from vermins such as rats and they’re very contagious and dangerous. If we don’t solve this issue now, the people in this empire will suffer.” I explained. The Emperor looked at me for a while. I got nervous by how domineering he looked. He and the Empress had a little chat before they turned to me. “I believe we don’t have doctors that can help treat this disease. We don’t even know this disease existed until you came here and told us about it.” The Emperor said.

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

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

Dark shadows encircled her eyes. “What in the Embers’ name…” the Queen gasped, stepping back in horror. “Gods be good,” one of the guards muttered, a tremor in his voice. “She’s burning hot,” one of the servant girls whispered, her hand resting on the girl’s forehead. A chill crawled down my spine. I’d heard of this before, whispers from sailors who spoke of the deadly illness ravaging the coasts. This wasn’t an ordinary sickness. This was the Plague.

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