Walking Dead Female Characters Novels & Stories

The pain went through me whole. Vampires aren't immune to fire — not fire fed with that kind of oil. It was the sort that felt like it could burn through bone. I didn't care. I caught a small, weak cough from inside. "Elena!" I kicked the cracked door open. The flames came up in my face. Smoke rolled across my vision. She was on the floor in the corner, her hand still over her stomach. I went still for a second. Then I moved. I scooped her up.

.” “Well that sucks ass because she's dead, and I should be upset about it because dead people are walking around, but I'm not that bitch needed to die and when I say die, I mean die slow.” Shawna said, calmly making the other girls give her the side-eye. “Well I might as well tell you now that the witches didn't kill Urrale, just in case they couldn't find a way to close the portal. But Urrale refused to close it without finding her body so she can put herself back together.” “Oh this some bullshit right here, that's why we should’ve smash that bitches head with a metal bat. You can't trust nobody around this bitch, I'm telling you now we are not going to look for her body and we for damn s

My knees slam to the ground next to her, I grab her wrist, while Walker puts pressure on her side and Dallas grabs her other wrist. I can hear her heartbeat. It’s weak but it’s there. Cole’s the last to walk in and he looks around the room, and a smile graces his face. “That’s our Luna.” He chuckles, and my head turns to where he’s looking. A girl lays there, covered in blood, and very much dead. I look back at Amy. What the hell did that witch do to her? “We need to get her to the hospital.” I slide my arms under her, as Dallas grabs her other wrist to slow the bleeding and we all awkwardly make our way to the car. Leaving Cole behind to deal with the aftermath of my mate.

asked Don Lee to confirm his guess. "It seems so. Jack Catwalk intended to kill me with that liquid apparently, while Roberto intended to make me a werewolf. I think it was that woman who killed Roberto, because when I approached Roberto's body which was lying on the floor, Roberto's arm was still stuck in the injection that was originally inserted by Jack. Catwalk me." "Who is the woman you are referring to? My men say no one else is there." "Diana Catwalk, she was the one who fought the werewolf earlier."

I am starting to wonder if these three are even really werewolves; if they are, their alpha needs to be informed that they need remedial basic skills training. When they are about a foot away from me, I turn around and give both of them a threatening glare. They immediately retreat. At least their retreat was smart. I again head towards the door. As I open the door and my feet reach the front porch, I hear the female begin crying. Her tears do nothing for me. I keep walking. However, the female’s next words freeze me in place. "Her dying was not part of our plan!" "We didn't exactly have a plan."

The pungent smell of their bodies was so strong that Aiden could smell it from so far out. “Walkers!” Aiden soon realised what they were once he spotted them. Walkers were the lowest form of Undead. They were easy to deal with for any strong Beastman and usually Aiden would not have bothered with them, but he was currently injured and could barely move a muscle. He wouldn’t be able to deal with them! This wasn’t the right time!

"So far, I have never known vampires and werewolves who are immortal. Ah, with the exception of William Schneider, who made werewolf history as the only werewolf who was blessed with immortality--which unfortunately was used in the wrong way." "Eh? That means William ..." she did not continue their words when she saw the figure of a dark-skinned woman from a distance, who seemed to be trying to move her body by dragging her injured body with difficulty leaving the area. Ignoring Stephen, as well as Karl, who was still busy arguing with Nora, she dashed towards the figure who seemed to need her help. "Nikki, wait!"

another wendigo drop down from tree in front of them it grab the hand of of of the girls and rip it out then slap Angelica away and she crashed meters away . "arhhh " tell third girl scream out as they first wendigos paws on her and divided into 2 .in front of me laid 2 decapitated bodies of witches whole had abducted me . "grahhhh please... please spare me " Angelica cried as the wendigos tear her from limb to limbs on thing nothing was left of her . the first wendigos growled and threw the hand of Angelica. it walked slowly to me starring directly at my face like it was actually searching for something .

who knows what all diseases she carries? "My Queen the girl is unconscious. Should I wake her up again?" "No." Charlotte looks at Thora, in disgust. Cleaning her hands with a cloth. "Let's just get over with this. No one should find us here." Bailey nods, as Charlotte stares at the knife in her hands. She can do anything to be powerful... anything to stay as the werewolf Queen and no one can stop her. "Hold her down." Bailey nods, holding Thora's limp form from behind as Charlotte , lifts her shirt. Seeing the big baby bump.

“Ethan, the healers said my condition worsened. I wanted you near me.” She leaned closer, the faint trace of mortal perfume clinging to her skin, a fragile scent that did not belong in a house ruled by blood and shadow. Ella had always carried the diluted trace of vampiric heritage from some distant ancestor, enough to walk our halls without harm, enough to know my rhythms, but never enough to be one of us. I released her at once. “If you are unwell, remain in the infirmary. This estate belongs to Vivienne. You should not be here.”