Walking Dead Game Fanfiction Novels & Stories

There’s nothing like a long walk to get your head on straight and process shit. This particular walk becomes a marathon. It’s a long way from the Bertinelli’s posh estate in uptown to anywhere I aught to be going: the church, ma’s apartment, the boarded up Middleton hotel… There’s no reason for me to have returned to this scene. The body crew will have already been by the joint this morning. They’ll have bundled up what’s left of Mike and Jim and done a full sweep of the area, but they’d be dead and in the ground themselves if any of those mooks stumbled across my mind-gaming, self-indulgent, but still deadly as fuck ancient vampire.

The feeling felt so wrong, yet, she wanted it. She muttered some words under her breath, before she stood up, stretching up her hands. She just had to control her self, else, she might find her hands creeping into his throat. ** "NightWalker attacked another one of your were house today." Lucas trailed behind him, reading some tiny black printed words on his tab. Xander dropped the spoon on the plate, his muscles clenching together, he gnashed his teeth together, and focused back on the pork. "Go on." His breakfast was always fixed to eating his food, and listening to Lucas reading what was trending.

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

“I hate this.” Aliyah chuckled softly and rushed to Sean, wrapping her arms round his neck and said, “Sean please, calm down and listen to me, please,” she pleaded and the red wolf calmed, making Edward release his snout from his strong hold. He turned then to Steven that was not relenting and pried open his mouth, surprising the young wolf at how he was able to do that. He freed his hand and taunted him with a smile. “Want to see something impossible?” he raised an eyebrow and showed the young wolf his already healing arm. He didn’t need to be told that the young wolf was surprised because it was very obvious in his black eyes as he kept staring from his face to his arm. “I am not your aver

she moaned. A heaviness swept over him when he saw tears escaping from the corners of her eyes. She was weeping for him in her sleep. Somehow, she’d rejected his explanation of being a shadow walker and was convinced he was dead. It was then that he realized the impact of him having Wilma place her next to his mundane body would have on her when she awoke. He closed his eyes and heaved a sigh. Things weren’t going the way he’d hoped at all. He needed a new game plan.

" If you follow me, I'll take you down there ." They all knew what "there'' was. Luke left Felicia with Liz and Randal. He and Randy shared a look; he was doing his best to be the strong one for his wife and everyone else. The younger Bailey walked down the hall toward the morgue. His heavy footsteps echoed in the silence; it felt so unreal. This had to be some elaborate prank, like when he was eleven, and William pretended to cut off his hand in the garbage disposal. He'd been so scared he'd peed his pants thinking a kitchen appliance had mutilated his big brother. William felt pretty guilty he had scared him so badly. This had to be a joke; it just had to be.

I said and she exhaled . I walked into my room and slam the door shut before plumping down on my bed , I grab hold of my Chinese puzzle cane and absent mindedly and started trying to fix it while thinking . am not just a vampire am a day walking ,I can walk in sun light without getting burnt and am also more powerful than a average vampire or hybrid . my bite can put down any supernatural I don't know why or how by my bites are so damn poisonous to any supernatural . "hey love " someone said and next thing I heard was someone jumping on my bed right beside me .her sent filled my nostril causing me to smirk and I turn facing her

I was starting to accept the fact that I would die from their endless torture. I raised my head when I saw someone walk in. Vlad. "The great and mighty Wesley Cooper!" Vlad gave out an evil laugh. "or should I say, the pathetic loser of a man. On his knees." He squatted and tilted my face with one finger. "We'll see how long you'll hold up. The only gift I'll be sending to your family after this is your dead body. So keep praying. Pray for your dear soul, 'cause you're not leaving here alive. You're not going anywhere anyway. No one knows we're here. And no one can find you here." He got up and stalked for the gate but turned around before exiting. "Oh and dinner is ready," He grinned wicked

the hell are you going,i have been calling you but you have refused to answer me" ,'am sorry, just looking for a friend....(falls down) "Vicky!.. Vicky.... , she was lying on the ground soaked in blood ,she seemed to have been beaten by a vampire, "oh my God!!" i exclaimed "oh!!... God!!! Vicky!! Vicky!!! (shouts) , somebody help!!! someone please help!! .... please get help.... ( people gathering) everyone in the party had already started gathering around" everyone should shift give her some space,to receive air",. 'its the neck! shes wounded and she's loosening alot of blood!!... i exclaimed. We invited the ambulance in which they took the body to the hospital." i got to go grab a coffe,

This man is dead and walking towards me. My emotions were out of control as I had flashbacks to the rogue. I felt trapped as I felt my knees hit the nightstand and force me into a sitting position on it. Vivienne, my dear sister what's happened to you? Where is Niall? Did they get him too? It struck me clearly. Lamia. What Vivienne and Niall discussed on our run the other day was about Lamia. And a war with blood thirsty monsters. V- vampires. Is this a vampire?