The Walking Dead Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I felt like putting up a sign. Welcome to Dweeb Beach. Beware of Unexploded Buffoons. Was this what I looked like, too? I shoved the girl sitting on my stomach off me. “You don’t understand. This isn’t romantic. It’s a cautionary tale. We fucked up and next time we might not be so lucky.” “But we can’t die,” said Flossie. “Yo’ said so.” “You’re not listening. The weretic pulled off Dudley’s head with the spine still attached—” okay, that didn’t happen, but I was trying to paint a picture “—and ate it. He ate his head. You can’t regrow limbs.”

Noah “We need to get the fuck out of here,” I hiss to Weiland. “Before there’s nothing left of us.” “Yeah, no kidding,” my Beta says as he wipes blood from his arms. We stopped healing. So did the vampires. The mages daywalking charms work, but it makes them human. We thought they’d heal once night fell, but they haven’t. They are not dead, walking around with broken spines and necks, howling in pain, but they won’t die.

I asked. Felix’s eyes narrowed. “What are you talking about?” I was treading dangerous territory here. I could be dead wrong. Maybe the image I pulled out of his mind was nothing more than shards of a dream. “A pregnant human woman,” I persisted. “With another male werewolf. They were walking together in the snow, but he had to carry her because she was so sick.”

KATRINA'S DEATH (1517) It was late at night, a little girl of age twelve was walking back to the shelter where she lived singing to keep fear away. She stumbled upon a stone and fell to the ground. Blood oozed out. "Oh no", she struggled to stand up. Inhales air, "Dinner!" the vampire said, licking its lips as it immediately sped off. Lucas was back, he headed to the shelter with his sister's favourite chocolates because he was able to make extra income. He went to their room but she was not there.

The first one was about the history of the pack, but it got kind of boring, so now I'm reading a fanfiction story about werewolves and vampires that someone wrote. Even though the werewolf and vampire story has some things in it that aren't true, I didn’t mind because I could tell it was written by a human. "Rachel," I said quietly, knowing that she was sitting behind me while I kept reading through all these papers. "Yes, Lady Denera?" Rachel answered, speaking softly and calmly. I let my thoughts linger for a moment, wondering if I should ask about what was on my mind. After carefully considering it for a bit, I decided to go ahead and ask.

"Hardly! I've already contacted the Captain through our mental bond—he's sending men over as we speak." I grinned at the beta's efficiency. "You're truly an excellent beta; I hope your Alpha recognizes your worth," I complimented him. He beamed, clearly pleased by my words. Suddenly, my nose wrinkled, detecting the unmistakable stench of death. Where was it emanating from? The beta noticed too, his expression turning grim. "Day walkers," he whispered urgently. We tracked the foul odor to the old man's house, where we discovered a couple of Day Walking Vampires siphoning the lifeblood from the unfortunate elder.

Create a world with no fear Together we cry happy tears See the nations turn their swords into plowshares We could really get there If you cared enough for the living Make a little space To make a better place Heal the world Make it a better place For you and for me And the entire human race There are people dying If you care enough for the living Make a better place for you and for me There are people dying If you care enough for the living Make a better place for you and for me You and for me Now time for Bonus chapters, who else is excited!! Just me?, okay Its actually one of my favorite, and I want to share it with you guys Enjoy..... A Vampire Attack: Short Horror Story BY JASON F MAROV

Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned the fantasies part. She wiggled her eyebrows, completely unaware that Magnus was listening intently, his fingers barely twitching against his thigh now. The pack around them held their collective breath, waiting for some reaction. Any reaction. "I used to write the most ridiculous fan fiction," Cathy continued, completely unselfconscious. "Edward and Bella? More like Edward and my imagination. I bet he'd be way less interesting in real life. Probably would just brood and play piano all day. At least werewolves seem like they know how to have fun. Do you guys have epic pack parties? I'm imagining full moon dance-offs or something."