Walking Dead Alvin Novels & Stories

Then he thrust his fist right towards the solar plexus twice, and he also had time to get a wooden punch on his shoulder, again. Alvin deflected the beam from the others with his arm legs, then ducked to kick his opponent's leg. The opponent was uprooted, not just one but two. However, he didn't know that from behind there was already one more person who was more than ready to hit him with other wood. Alvin turned around, but he was late. The thick wood had already fallen on his back head to the point of bleeding. "AL!" shouted Delmar seeing his best friend fall but still about to be beaten by his opponent.

He struggled to speak. “E…” His eyes closed. “Alvin!” Marcus checked his pulse. “He passed out.” My heart dropped. “Can he survive?” “If we get him medical attention.” Dominic looked around. “We can’t stay here.” Marcus nodded. “There should be an old service road nearby.” We lifted Alvin between us. It wasn’t easy. But we managed to move. As we walked, my mind wouldn’t stop. He had said E. One of my sisters. Elena?

Alvin drilled her in the bed , and watched her pale lips suddenly coming to life , the gown she wore was wet so it gummed her body making him see the figure given to her by god , the one thing that he never wished to see , Alvin felt the hard bulge suddenly coming out from his trousers , this was literally the last thing that he thought would happen . Since he lost his mom and sister and also Jessica broke his heart , that was the last time he had ever felt anything for any woman and never in his life did he think that a woman that he hated the first day that he saw her was going to make him have a hard a hard detecting like the one he had now , this was something he thought Would never happ

My heart tightened, but I held my composure, forcing the storm within me to calm, for now. Alvin walked over to the bags, his movements quick, but careful. He knelt down, unzipping one of the bags with swift, practiced motions. The smell hit me before I could see the bodies inside. The metallic tang of blood, mixed with something more rancid—the unmistakable scent of death.

The rest washed away the blood, cleaned their weapons and slowly raised the flasks of moonshine, celebrating another victory of the united army of the undead. In the confusion reigning around, no one paid attention to the bright green glow of the circle that opened near the camp and the magician who stepped out of it. Allvin was one of the few who, possessing strength, also had the right to move within the camp, so that most knew him by sight and did not even get distracted from their studies. Smelling the flaps of his cloak, Allvin quickly rushed to the large tent, which from the side was no different from the same medical ones, except that a pair of guards - a werewolf and a vampire - were

“You were saved by Alpha Eric? That notorious mass murderer who slaughtered our Royals? Charlotte, you got to be kidding me.” Ava wasn’t ready to believe her story which she had to repeat again and again. “So, you are implying that Alpha played moral police and even sentenced his own warriors for a vampire? Total Rubbish!”

(Artis’s P.O.V) Day after funeral pyres Sitting in the car with my mate, Alpha Brock Malone, was pure torture with his scent surrounding me, nearly suffocating me. He smelled delicious, leather and pine. It had been over a year since I had seen him. A year since I had spoken my official rejection. A year since he had softly said that he did not accept that rejection. Orsa, my bear, and I were slowly dying. I was having difficulty shifting and when I did, it was agony. Orsa stopped talking to me, I rarely heard from her and when I did, it was usually something snarky. I didn’t blame her though; I had taken her away from her mate. Brock hadn’t been doing much better, according to my brother, w

Volkan's pov The dungeon was silent as it was quite early. Walking down , I see the guards getting up alert and bowing, surprised to see me visit at this hour . It was not in my routine, I am usually out for a jog at this hour. Replying to their bow by a nod, I walk down confidently towards my destination. The guards stationed outside her door, nudge each other. To only look up at me in shock. "Alpha King....we..are sorry.....we weren't informed of your visit"

I stopped to knock, but there wasn't a response, and I allowed myself in after noticing the door was left unlocked. "Hey, bruv," I called as soon as I stepped into the living room. "Christ, why's here dark?" I mumbled switching on the light. "Reid..." I heard the faint voice call me, and when I lowered my head, I saw Alvin lying in his own pool of blood on the floor, his neck bleeding. "Holy hell! Alvin..." I called as I rushed over to my friend. "What the hell happened?" I asked feeling my heart begin to pound.

(Inquired) Mom frowns, retroting back, " baby, I am sorry but Alvin got so emotional to a point that, he got drunk while driving, only to run into an incoming trailer" (Thunderstorm goes off) "What?"? I yelled out in disbelief. Tori walked into as we all rushed in to meet Alvin fighting for his life. The doctor in charge walked out of the emergency room and before he was to alter any words, I rushed into the room and stright to where Alvin was kept. "Alvin, please wake up, don't do this to me?". I kneeled besides him donning a sad look, mom and Tori kept a watch from behind, it seemed everything was over and I need no one to telle me, deep down Mr Ajay had a hand in this...