Walking Dead Graphic Novels & Stories

I saw that thunderous and lightning-filled rainy night when I was walking alone in the desolate and dark alley. I saw Jared in his clean and sharp suit standing in front of me, beckoning at me. When I joyfully rushed towards him, his face suddenly turned gruesome and terrifying. With a push of his hand, he shoved me away. Behind me was a group of eerie, fanged zombies. They grabbed me, and circled me, their long and sharp teeth biting into my flesh. I was watching wide-eyed as they gnawed my body into fragments. A pool of fresh blood spilled everywhere, leaving nothing but a black stain of blood in the end.

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!

Like hoppy. The girl wheezed, tried to crawl away, but the bonds held tightly, and her back rested against a tree trunk. Only a few steps separated the victim from the undead. The stench emanating from the Walker became unbearable. The ugly face of a ghoul with traces of earth on rotting skin was distorted by greed. Blue lips stretched out, revealing strong teeth. Someone's husband or father will bite her to death. Someone who loved, suffered, lived, but died and... was reborn into this .

To Koba-VRDA (Encrypted Message) [Saoji Eyes - 2019, 01 January] An eyewitness could take a photo of a vampire who was passing in an Exposed state. No need to worry. Eyewitnesses took pictures in a state of unpreparedness, and the results of the photographs were unclear. I have obscured the witness' memory with Simple-Hipno. [Dwolo Eyes - 2019, 01 April]

Kaelen commanded. The Shadow-Guards fanned out, their shields overlapping. From the alleyways, the Grey-Walkers drifted out in silence. They didn't use swords; they lunged with fingers that looked like sharpened quills. I watched in horror as a Shadow-Guard to my left was touched by a Grey-Walker’s shroud. He didn't bleed. He simply turned grey. His armor, his horse, and his face faded into a dull, charcoal sketch before dissolving into a pile of fine ash.

Whiskey. “Watch the screen” he snapped. He let go of my chin and backed away from me, letting the screen come back into view. The pictures began to change in quick succession, flicking through the gruesome images. It stopped again on another wolf, its belly was cut open and its guts were spilled out on the ground. The chair warmed again, and for a brief second, I wasn’t cold. Then it changed to a small group of giant wolves, all standing together with their big teeth facing at the camera. The collar whirled to life and the pain shot through me once again. I trembled and shook violently as I screamed in pain. I'm not going to be able to hold out too much longer. The electricity stopped and I

Rendall is still on his knees panting but his eyes are still on it. In the area with no trees, a huge number of werewolves lies. By lying, I mean, dead werewolves who were stacked up.

And then there they are, the zombies, walking around, some were alone, some were packed together, with their heads moving right and left, as if searching for something, probably searching for their prey. Unlike those zombies we see on movie screens, these zombies are not walking dead. They have wounds and horrible faces, but they are not dead and pale, they still have colors in their body. If you look at their wounds closely, they got their wounds because of their aggressiveness when they were still not turned into zombies, and some wounds are as if because they got into a fight. If you will take a closer look and diagnosis at them, you'll see that they are not walking deads like those zombi

It was wobbling towards us. 'Where is that thing going? Please don't let it come near me,' Maddox whimpered. He always would look away at the sight of the Zombies while I was watching The Walking Dead. 'Don't worry, I won't let it hurt us.' But what is happening? I pondered. It did a little zig-zagged walk closer to us, but that wasn't what caught my attention. It smiled at me - like showed me its teeth and her lips curved upward. "Maybe she sees you as her next meal," Carson assumed.

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?”