The Walking Dead Novels Novels & Stories

“Can you believe she thought she’d bring peace and happiness to the country by overthrowing it with an army of zombies. Did she think she’d be able to control them after they’d eaten enough brains to start thinking for themselves? Such delusion.” “They do what?” Max gasped. “They eat the brains of humans and, after a while, something happens in them that allows them to think for themselves,” Megan explained. “How many of these creatures are walking around now?” I asked. “I’m sure I couldn’t say,” Megan replied. “I imagine it would depend on how many of the walking dead the good lawman has managed to retrieve and send to his grave, permanently.” “Not enough,” Max mused. “A handful at best.

I don't mean like vampires, I mean like humans come back to life and eating other humans, meat and all. In this show they call them walkers, or the walking dead. I guess it's good. A lot of emotional stuff happening. There is even a situation that may apply to us. But the more I get into the show, the more I realize that my hand is slowly drifting from Sophia's shoulder, to Rockledge's shoulder.

“The Elders have been keeping things from us for too long. They can never be trusted anymore. I decided to act on my own and with Kyle, I was able to get the witch to speak yesterday. There is a sacred book written by the Fathers of the early church after the time of the witch trials. It talks about a prophecy that will bring an end to our immortality.” Gasps filled the air and murmurs soon arose in the room. It was obvious that none of them can accept it. “But the good news is,” Aamon brought back their attention, “our immortality will never be taken from us. The Blackburn whom we just discovered to be alive are now all dead for good because it was written that one of them would be the end

And find out if there was any way to fix it. As she drove, Caitlin thought again of the rare books she had found in her library. Most of all, she that of that one rare volume, and its torn page. She thought of its ancient ceremony, the one in Latin, with its cure for vampirism. She wondered again if it was real. Was that just passed down from folklore? An old wives’ tale?

The leaden clouds continued to drift overhead and once more revealed the ominous silver moon to the delight of the howling wolves. Jon woke up inside what appeared to be a dimly lit dungeon with weak yellow light streaming through the barred window and underneath the door. The air reeked of decaying matter and it was difficult to breathe. He covered his nose with his hands and realized how callused and rough they were. He shivered and felt the cold damp air surround him. He tried to stand up to walk towards the outline of the door, but was held up by heavy chains that were tied to his ankles. He tugged at the chains, but only felt the unyielding metal scrape his ankles and heard the cold cli

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Lankko closed his eyes and heard the cluck of the chicken against the chirping of the many insects of the forest. "Enjoying your mud bath?" Lankko heard Enzir's voice. He opened his eyes and saw the muddy face and body of his master. Lankko sat up and tried not to laugh at his master's appearance. "What do we do now, Jad Enzir?" he asked. ******* Author's Note Thanks for reading! If you like the story so far, please show your appreciation by leaving a good review and giving this novel a good rating. P.S. If you're interested in horror, check out my other novel also in GoodNovel entitled 'Vampire of the New World'. I also have a paranormal romance novel entitled 'Entice the Moon to Fall'.

Not much left of any of us, humans or wolves, or any shifter that we know. I won’t take a chance, I would not lose you over this, no way, Nolan said, pacing his hand, running over his face. Nolan, Salem said, three more months until we’re twenty. Then, with full strength, we could fight them. Until then, we keep our heads down and survive. Zanto stood there in front of the door, still doubtful. My parents talked about The Walking Dead. Never saw one. The virus attacks the brain; it has evolved, and some have survived.

This story is entirely fictional. All places, names, characters, and settings of the novel are entirely fictional. They are in no way tied to real world events, or ongoing situations, besieged by the current society, although similarities can occur from time to time, during reading. By reading this novel, you do not hold the author responsible.

Various theories have the library being built there by aliens, by a civilization ten thousand years old, or by a race of vampires. Caitlin let the book fall from her lap, her mouth open in shock, and it landed with a thump on the floor. She sat straight up, feeling a jolt. She suddenly felt wide awake, as if she had just lost all sense of time and place. She picked the book up again, her throat dry, and read the words again and again, desperately, like a castaway starving for water.