Walking Dead Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“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—?”

her voice lacks any emotion. “I'm really sorry to say this_ but your brother, your brother_” he trails off. “What about Walker?” “Walker_ he's dead. I'm so sorry for your loss, Alphaess, I'm not sure how that happened, even the vampires can't intrude in the solitary prison room_” Nyx exhales, waiting for a sharp pain to ravage her heart. But it doesn't come.

"Cecilia, are your sheets wet again? Looks like people really don't like you." Isabella stood at the doorway with her arms crossed and a fake smile on her face. I ignored her and silently hung the soaked blankets along the drying poles outside the stone corridor. I knew she wanted to force me to leave the pack on my own, so I had no intention of wasting energy arguing with her. On my way back to my room, I ran into Lukas. He shoved me against the stone wall and grabbed me by the throat. "Would it kill you to go one day without a werewolf?" His eyes were full of familiar mockery.

He stands over Walter waiting for something. "Kate, new to get Alanis out of here; this is not going to be pretty," Alpha Erick says. I stand back, watching and waiting. What the hell is going on? All of a sudden, Walter leaps to his feet. He is hissing at Alpha Erick and making crazy sounds. He is a fucking vampire. "What the fuck?" I scream as I stand back, trying to end of the first meal of my wife's father. "Stay back," Alpha Erick screams at me.

I jerked off when the other military wagon behind us is currently shooting those people with a body of a dead. I wanted to scream loudly but instead, I felt the impulses of vomiting surging from my stomach. Gross to think, but I badly needed to eject and puke this out in my mouth after noticing some people walking with an enormous crater in their womb, and others are surely having a great time screwing their eyes out. Oh, fuck! "People who got saturated with the rain earlier will become like that. We called them walkers and they're already undead. Zombies, they say. And if you got bitten by them, foresee that you'll gonna be one of them in less than an hour."

well almost. All this tree is showing is a mix of vampires and werewolves walking around. That is even weirder. Vampires and werewolves walking together. Unless it's a guild team, which she doubts, it's not possible. Their superior nature makes them clash. This is getting weirder. Willow kept on with this process while she passed a few blocks. She ducked her head as a group of newborn vampires walked past her. She made herself small and insignificant, not making a sound to draw any attention.

" I move away standing on my feets as I feel Laura's body as cold as ice now, I drag her up on all her weight as I throw her on my back giving her a piggy back ride, Her dead body which surprisingly had not turned stiff and hard yet seems to be alive however her heartbeat is missing and her pulse intact once again, everything makes me want to go crazy as the fact that I had killed my mate, I pull up her whole weight as I take slow and cautious steps towards the door away from the pool of blood,

Maybe I really was making a huge mistake pushing him away. Interrupting my thoughts, Lucy replied, “Oh, it’s definitely true! Blake tortures people too, and so did his dad—well, your dad too, I guess. I’ve heard stories. I won’t repeat them because they’re gruesome.” “Tell me, please,” I said, eager to know, begging Lucy with my eyes. “Okay, I won’t go into detail, but I’ve heard they chop people’s arms and legs off and pull out their eyes. Stuff like that. And werewolves don’t die. They just heal so they can keep going for hours.”

“I’m not! I track down and kill your kind! My only interest is finding out why Lucian wants you so badly,” said Selene, the heroine of Underworld. I watched the movie intently on my bed as I unconsciously rubbed the spot where I was bitten when I was six years old. I gazed down at my left shoulder, even though the bite marks had faded long ago it had left something else behind in return. Just like Blade from the movies, I am classified as a Daywalker. Meaning, I can walk freely around in the sun without worrying about it burning me into ashes, but I still craved human blood like any other Vampire.

Edward replied. “Ha-ha,” Kaiden laughed sarcastically. “I heal as fast you do, I am as strong as you are, what makes you think it’s going to be that easy?” The more Kaiden talked, Cedric tried to sneak up behind Edward and just when he leapt to attack, Edward turned and grabbed the nightwalker and what happened next shocked everyone. He buried his fangs on Cedric’s neck and sucked the life out of the man, dropping an empty carcass on the floor. Cedric was dried up of any liquid in his body and all was left were dried bones that curled up on the floor and looking ashy. Kaiden looked up from the horror to the man and asked, “what are you?”