Walking Dead Female Characters Novels & Stories

Ten bodies are on the floor, covered by white sheets. "Do you need me in here?" Alpha Dan says in a flat tone. I shake my head. "You can go. I know that your pack needs you. I will come to look for you once I am done here." He leaves and closes the door behind him. I get on my haunches in front of one of the bodies. I grab the sheet, remove it, and look at the werewolf that died: a young female, probably seventeen or younger. "Fuck those damn vampires and rogues!" I curse, not being able to control my anger.

His face was paler than a sheet of paper. Even the usually composed Cassian frowned, his expression grave. Only my expression remained unchanged. I walked over and, with a clean swing of my bayonet, finished off the woman who was still faintly twitching. Then I strode onward. A dark red drag mark of blood snaked out from under the woman’s body. We followed the trail toward the wine cellar but saw no other signs of zombies along the way. Just as we reached the entrance to the wine cellar, we saw the woman’s lower half. Beside it sat a relatively intact male zombie.

Within ten minutes there was a loud knock on the door and I heard Ray call out, "Alanna?" I got up, ignoring the ache that spread all over my body, and unlocked the bathroom door. Ray was standing there with another werewolf. Without a single word they walked into the bathroom. Ray went first to the woman on the floor, to assure himself that she was dead, and then he looked at the dead vampire.

Before I could react, she pulled out a knife. I froze. The blade came straight at me— Then, a sickening stab. But no pain. Vincent had stepped in front of me. Blood spilled, staining the floor. Even as he staggered, his eyes locked onto mine. "You okay? Did she hurt you?" I shook my head. Only then did his eyes finally close. *** The cops dragged Emma away as she shrieked profanities. "You filthy witch! Lunatic! I'll kill you one day!"

A bitter laugh escaped her mouth, it was Wisteria. "Good job, I see you perfectly planned this," Zara scoffed, "You promised never to leave, you did. " " I never left, I've been here the whole time." A knock sounded at the door, Wisteria immediately straightened on the bed. It was a dream all along. She looked at the door as the handle turned, then the door opened. An unfamiliar face walked into the room, it was a woman. Wisteria could smell her, she was a vampire.

“No one’s like you, mom. You’re one of a kind. Literally.” “Literally?” I ask, confused. “Yup, mom is the only female Undead ever. So there is literally no one like her.” “Oh…” “So, now that we’ve got you calmed down, how about Hunter takes you to Diana, the ladies are waiting for you. And don’t worry, they really like you.” I sigh in both relief and resignation. “Okay, let’s do this.” “That’s my girl.” Hunter presses a kiss to my head. The walk to Diana’s house is short but nerve-wracking. I’m a ball of nerves, the anxiety getting the better of me. I met Diana a while ago, she’s a nice older woman, really friendly. She’s like a grandma I never had, gentle and loving.

They were followed by my fierce female, Nadia Morrison, with Jenny Callister and Ellie Grayson. My sweet and pure-hearted Alexa Lorraine Robinson with Holly Andersson and Sierra Evans. My compassionate Katrina Jennings with Diana Petrova and Monique Wallace. My courageous and brave Emma Clark with her females, Geraldine Bucks and Layla Simmons. My smart Anya Smith, together with Bella Grayson and Lotti Stanson. My daring and sassy Sofia Jennings with Beth Costello and Daphne Morsaw. And many more females from all over the country were walking with them.

But I kept snarling, kept fighting, kept making sure they understood exactly what they'd captured. "This is a mistake," one of them muttered—a young nightwalker who looked barely out of his teens. "She killed Sophia. Did you know that? Sophia Kingston, the one who murdered Xena Blackwood? Silvia tortured her for days before burning her alive. I heard the screams from the next territory over." "That's different," the werewitch said, though she sounded less certain now. "Sophia was a murderer. This is justice." "Justice?" the young nightwalker laughed, the sound slightly hysterical. "This is suicide. When Alpha Xenois finds out we have his mother—"

She looked in our direction but the cloud like color in them indicted something more. The woman smirked and stepped a few more feet closer to us. A small group of three men followed close behind her as well. "Have you never seen a blind vampire before?" she asked, her Romania accent thickly laced every word she spoke. Her alluring aura and soft tone is enough to make me to melt. Vampires are such sensual creatures and all she did was spoke a sentence. "Victoria, don't tease. This is neither the time nor place. Yes. There is Kaia and Saige Woods and their mates. They are the deceased's daughters" Ares scolded her.

Ashleigh woke up and looked left then right. Damien wasn't there. She tried to sit up only to receive a sharp pain in her abdomen. She tried again, slower. Unfortunately she got the same result. She sighed. She lay on her side and threw her legs over the edge of the bed, this time sitting up from the side without much pain. She got on her feet and made her way downstairs. There, she heard music gently flowing out the speakers, filling the place with a soft tune.