Walking Dead Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It’s now been updated to include the murders of Jack and Ava Cross and the kidnapping of their daughters. “…Take me in the moonlight, at our favorite spot near the cedar tree, I’m already wet and waiting for you, my Alpha. I cum just thinking about you inside me. I’m touching myself right now.” “Let me see! Did Beryl send a pussy pic?” demands Wolfe.

Jack tsks and crosses his legs," if it isn't glaringly obvious based off the state of this building it has to do with what happened last night. Tell me Alpha... why is it that a bunch of vampires have suddenly taken an interest in Ash Walker? I know you have connections with a brood, but I saw bodies wearing two different crests." I shift nervously in the chair that has now become incredibly uncomfortable. The thought of all the bodies that must be lining the budding grass outside is making my stomach twist. My heart ached for every family that had been broken after last night. So many messily cleaned up spatters of blood had decorated the "cleared" pathways. I didn't even want to think abou

I got down from my bed and took slow steps to the door. Opening the door, I poked my head out, trying to scan the lobby, my eyes flashed through the end and the beginning of the hallway to check if anyone was coming. When I noticed that the hallway was empty, I walked out of my room. Walking down the hallway, a pain stung my heart and I almost let out a scream but I sucked it back in and I let it out as muffles. The pain stung and I fell to the ground and held my chest, it was the pain werewolves or Lycans got when their mate was sleeping with someone, Dante was having sex with someone that wasn’t me and he didn’t care that I could feel the pain.

Jim was getting bored watching Cassie and Mitch staring at each other awkwardly. Jim needed to see some action, some telenovela shit go down, werewolf style. So he made the first move, since Mitch was looking like an idiot with drool wetting his chin and pre-cum wetting the front of his pants. Jim could smell the fool's arousal. It was disgusting.

Then- "You still there?" "I’m here,” Dron replies, voice quieter now. "Just trying to process this soap opera of a nightmare. So let me get this straight: You, a vampire who’s never believed in the whole ‘mate’ crap are suddenly bond-tied to a girl who doesn’t know she’s supernatural, and oh, by the way, she’s also bonded to a werewolf?" "Yeah. That about sums it up." "Arc…" he groans. "You live in a CW show."

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

I immediately ran back to the apartment to find that the black hounds had surrounded Richard. I felt my body tense up as the black hounds emerged, their eyes filled with rage. They were trained werewolf assassins, and they outnumbered us two to five. My husband and I fought hard, but it wasn't enough. Richard mind-talked to me, telling me to take our daughter Daciana and run. I refused at first, continuing to fight alongside him. But one of the hounds pounced on him, pushing him aside and dashing toward the back door where the car was parked. I ran after him, fighting with all my might, but I was already severely injured and getting weaker.

“There’s no way to get in side, they are all blocking the door.” “Shit!” Lucien cursed as two Dread walkers attacked him at once, while he fought back but it was like a waste of time cause for every ghost he killed, two more rose from the ground. This felt like the death zone, I just layed that even if no one leaves here around, the Voss brothers should cause they don’t deserve to die for a sin my family committed fifty years ago. That was not how this should end. I half shifted and joined in the fight, I’d not watch them fight my fight while I just stay behind one of them like a weakling. I was fighting furiously when I heard someone scream my name.

I cried, kneeling beside her. “I can’t,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I can’t move…” My heart raced as I tried to help her up, but her body was too weak. She couldn’t stand, couldn’t walk. I cursed under my breath, my mind spinning with panic. I had to get her out of here, but there was no time. The sound of hissing filled the air, and I looked up just in time to see one of the skin walkers slithering toward us. Its eyes glowed in the darkness, and its tongue flicked out, like a snake tasting the air.

Turning she walks out, Willow staring at Dan and the other guy, their loud laughter booming around the room. “Oh, well, that’s even better,” the unknown one says; a disgusting smirk across his face as he looks down at her belly. “You can have whatever fun you want with her, Dan, but there’s no killing her. It will be more fun watching Alaric’s downfall as he has no choice but to kill yet another one of his unborn children. She’s getting turned.” Willow screams, darting towards the door, Dan’s hand reaching out and grabbing her neck to stop her.