Walking Dead Dawn Novels & Stories

"Room service is here! Who is hungry?" I turned from the window and my eyes met Dawn as she walked into the room with a trolley. There was a large tray on it and then a small bag on the lower deck. She looked very different from when we last met. She wasn't wearing any of the guard's gear. She was putting on a pair of short jeans and a white tank top. If we didn't meet earlier, I would have thought she was merely human and not a werewolf. "Hey!" I greeted, awkwardly as I walked towards the bed.

Lucas promised to keep me updated and sent me on my way. The boys had done their chores and were already settled in for the night when I returned home. I decided to see what I could find in fiction about vampires. They didn’t exist in our world, but Rory was positive that Osiris was one. It was nearing one in the morning when a knock sounded on the door. Damon stumbled through the hall as I switched on the lights, the incessant knocking waking him from his sleep.

" I reassured her then proceeded to untangle her hands from around me. I inched slowly forward, praying in my mind to whatever God was available at the moment for divine protection from those evil creatures. As I moved, I started to wonder how they kill? Did they bite? Or worse swallow? I gulped. The fear of being swallowed alive bared down on me and I gripped my neck hard to avoid making choking sounds. As I walked forward, looking straight ahead like a soldier performing a March past I saw from the corner of my eyes that some of them had started moving closer, inching their way towards us like I predator to a prey. I increased my pace, tripping on some people's leg and causing them to stir

His vision dimmed, and he realized that his time was short. "Elara," he managed to whisper, struggling to get the words out. "I'm coming." With one final, shaky breath, Draven closed his eyes. He felt his life slipping away, but he held on tightly to the hope that he had saved her.

Livia pulled up the new video and they watched it together. "It's been a very disturbing morning for many citizens here in Zebulon. Approximately at 0600 this morning the body of Intelligence Agent Alicia Alexander was found in the under city. No official word on the cause of death, but early reports are that she was murdered. Zebulon's under city is well known for its violent gangs and most notably the Syndicate." "We've had no chance to speak with any of Alicia's family members today, but they are expected to be at the funeral which is being held tomorrow morning at Central Federation Command in uptown Della City here on Zebulon."

The woman looked at dog rolling down on the floor, "What happened to you?" "Wooof." The dog cried out miserably as he laid on the floor, blood gushing out from its mouth. Tang Li was stunned as she looked at the dessert plate before glancing at the dog who was not making any movement. Did it die? She did not want to believe it at all but the motionless dog forced her to take that assumption. Does that means the chocolate browniewas it poisoned? "You..What did you to Danny?" The woman named Alexa glared at Tang Li, ignoring the other two woman in the background. According to her, since Danny was hovering near Tang Li, then she must've done something to him.

No wonder Maura was finesse; she was probably royalty. We decided to introduce ourselves individually to the Calma household staff. Amid the exchange of pleasantries, we were interrupted by a strong gust of wind that felt heavy in the heart. A figure appeared before us; it was a huge shadow in a shape of a cloaked man with no identifiable facial feature. It whispered in a gravelly, eerie voice, "Darkness has risen. Soon, hell shall rise; the dawn of darkness approaches." Then, it vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving all of us coughing. Noah was yelling, "Moros, you coward! Face me!"

The fiery nightmares were gone, replaced by a peace and freedom in my soul like I have never known. The money from the sale of the old house? I kept my promise and sent it to Silvia's account. That was when my phone buzzed with a news update. It was Silvia's face on the screen, at Derrick's wedding. I watched as she marched up with a can of gasoline. In front of everyone, she doused Derrick with it and tossed a lighter, igniting a firestorm. Derrick's screams pierced the air, and pandemonium broke out. The flames cast a wild glow on Silvia's face as she laughed, a chilling, unhinged cackle.

“What did you do?” “I-I did nothing!” Dusk exasperatedly sighed as she looked back at Dawn and caressed her face. “Just call an ambulance! Hurry!” “Yes! O-of course!” I ran outside the room and quickly picked up the phone and dialed 911. That’s the only time I noticed that my hands were shaking. I was so shocked about what happened. The thought of Dawn turning into a zombie and her scary movement kept playing in my head. “911, what’s the emergency?” A woman spoke on the other line. “I need an ambulance please.”

Erica couldn't endure it; she died next to Dawn. Dawn could no longer feel any fear. But she didn't want to die, and she wanted to go home. She didn't want to die like Erica did. Those monsters anesthetized Dawn and the blonde girl, so they passed out. When Dawn regained consciousness, she found the blonde girl dead too. The deceased blonde girl had a bloody wound in her abdomen, and her organs were gone. Dawn discovered in horror that her own limbs were gone, too. They chopped off her limbs, took away her kidneys, cut her tongue, and raped her countless times …