Walking Dead Crossover Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

There was a guy walking across the street, his face buried in his phone. I sighed and shook my head. These humans and their terrible addiction to their phones. A grim smile appeared on my face before I vamped to him and sank my teeth in his veins. His phone dropped from his hands and his body shook nx convulsed. When I felt him dying, I left him and bit my wrist, bringing my wrist to his mouth and feeding him my blood so he could heel.

I said flatly, trying to get straight to the point. “Clearly,” he replied with a raised brow. “you may Speak Alpha” I stepped forward. “Four of my warriors were found dead in the forest, with their hearts ripped out and No trace of a wolf, No natural predator, no scent or clues But there was one thing…” I let the silence drag. Then dropped it. “—a vampire trespasser was caught Three days before a body was found, and the prisoner escaped, he had Crimson Crescent markings. My brides clan.” The tension snapped through the room.

I call out to her and receive a hum in return. What if it’s just a pack member? I inhale deeply and close my eyes. All the scents surrounding us invade my senses and I focus better on what’s around. The unfamiliar scent hits me instantly and I turn toward Selvia. “ Is someone visiting? ” Selvia shakes her head, confused. Then, it hits her. The unfamiliar scent – a lot of unknown creatures. Hybrids. The Vampires and Werewolves combined. “ They crossed the border. ” Selvia shoots up and mindlinks someone while I just sit there, my eyes inspecting the forest.

Cecelia, I would recognize that hellcat anywhere. "Baby, why are you talking to the server? Hey, clean these shards on the floor. I want everywhere to be sparkling clean for our wedding. If I see a tiny shard of that cup on the ground, then you will die," she said, then looked at me. I watched the color drain from her cheeks, and she turned murderous. I couldn't believe it. Hayden Walker was in front of me after trying to burn me alive. I was so overcome with emotions that I slapped him twice on the cheek.

“Where have you been? We couldn’t find you in your room!” Jenna pokes her head around the doorframe behind Greta, her cheeks flushed the moment realization dawns. Their combined shock is palpable, and for a second, I almost want to vanish entirely. “I… I’m fine,” I stammer, trying to cover myself with the sheet, though the gesture is futile. My shoulders are bare, the silk slipping beneath my fingers. “I just woke up… here.” Greta’s eyes flick to the bed and back to me, jaw tight. “In Mr. Crosswalk’s—here?” Her voice lowers to a cautious whisper, laden with fear and disbelief. “Are you—are you hurt? Was he—?”

Three wishes I was afraid to use because it might backfire. I had Pandora, Liam, Elias, and Jordan on my side. They cared for Creed so I could ensure none of them will be willing to pull the trigger if he did become a werewolf. But then there was Dallas and her need to prove her strength, Dominique and her unrequited love, and Jared. Those three were an uncertainty. I turned my head slightly and looked at my phone sitting on the nightstand. I picked up my phone and eyed it. "How did you get to the edge of the forest?" I asked as if it could answer me back.

"Nicholas, you lunatic! You said you wanted to marry me, yet you did this to me!" "I was originally going to marry Astrid..." Nicholas murmured before the dagger pierced her chest the very next second. "Don't worry. None of those who hurt her... will escape..." Madison's soul had just left her body when she saw me in the corner. "Astrid, you, you've been here all along!" Terrified, she panicked, but Death took her away before she could escape.

“They believed me.” “Good,” I murmured. “Keep their attention entertained. Let the crossmen dance with their shadows.” I leaned forward. “You have been busy.” I watched the way her throat worked as she swallowed. She didn’t speak, but everything in her said more than words could. “The Brotherhood of Cross is doing more than jitter and paranoia,” she said at last. “They are experimenting. The notes I intercepted last night suggest a shift from direct assault to biochemical enhancement. A virus called Virus Meth,its effect is to make walkers feral, to erase reflection.”

Stepping out of the car, looking from right to left, walking around to the back where the head has dropped to the dirty tar, I pick it up and exam it with Connor joining my side, "Yup, you can see the claw marks. It was grappled right off." Not wasting another minute and being caught off guard, the rest of the group joins us as we head into the darkness of the empty parking lot. From the rain that is mixing with the dirt on the muddy floor, I can clearly smell the blood that is washing down the road. "There was a slaughter here not so long ago." "They must have come here when they left the mansion," Connor agrees as we start to close the gap and walk even closer towards each other. So with A

Most vampires could heal, but clerics could heal a vampire on the brink of death and mates could almost always heal each other. “When did it start?” “After my mom died,” Walker told her, “I used to steal it from my dad. He’s a big lush.” Roxie was looking at him now, her scent rolling off of her like wildfire. “I might have to sleep in the other room,” Walker joked, “Unless you turn off your smell.” “Sorry...” Roxie blushed, “I guess staring at you without a shirt on is doing it to me.” “Did you ever think of me and, you know..”