Walking Dead: Laura Novels & Stories

I turned around and decided to follow her from behind. All the struggle, bad and sadness from the past rolling into my head and episodes of the past keep showing in my mind which led my tears to roll down my tears from my right eyes. 12 years ago… I look at Helen, my social worker with tears rolling down my cheeks. “Hey Laura, you are going to stay at the shelter until you reach 21.” She said as she sat opposite me. “Where is my aunt?” I ask while sniffing. “Apparently we can’t locate your aunt's whereabouts.” Helen says softly.

She looks stunning though, her smile makes me smile too. "Oh no, we were just talking about how you should smile more often," I mutter. Laura nods her head, I notice her cheeks redden, she tucks a strand of her hair behind her ears and joins us in walking. "Where are you guys headed?" She asks. "Oh, Luke and I were just taking a walk and Ella joined us," I reply. Laura nods her head. She looks like she is about to say something but is suddenly interrupted by loud footsteps that draw closer.

But before anyone can say more the Luna speaks. “Laura? What on earth are you doing here, we thought you were dead.” Laura looks at the woman with a sarcastic smile on her lips. “More like hoped, how are you sister.” She avoided looking at the Alpha, who I now know has to be her ex-mate. “How are you alive? Miles felt you die.” Her dad asked - LAURA “As you can see I am alive. Even though Miles’s betrayal and rejection almost killed me.” I tell him. I am a bit in shock. I knew the chance that Midnight Pack would come was fairly big. Even though I am shocked, it’s not only because of seeing them again. But also that it surprisingly doesn’t hurt as much as expected.

Bran sat in the chair by the bed. "Feel better?" I nodded. "Thank you." "Wanna tell me your name?" He asked. "Laura..Laura Jennson." "Nice to meet you Laura. I'm Bran. So who was the guy in the alley?" "I don't want to talk about this." A tear fell down my cheek. He nodded understanding. He threw an ice cube at the girl on the couch. She woke up screaming. "I'll kill you!" "Wake up sunshine. I told you to watch her, not sleep."

I had to help her through that journey. One morning, I woke up and walked up to her room. "Ko Ko Ko" sounded the door as I knocked. "You can come in" said Laura. I stepped into the room and immediately I saw her, I fell off my balance for a split second. "Are you okay?" Asked Laura. "I'm fine" I replied.

Brenda answered and laughed. Laura started feeling water from her pants, she panicked, she stared down and her heart almost explode when she saw blood all around her, and the pains she feel is unexplainable. "Alpha Vincent!!! Help! Help!" Laura screamed. "Scream all you want, no one will save you from dying today." Brenda said and laughed. TBC

Laura tried to speak, but her voice came out broken. “I… s-sorry… it… was… a… joke…” Tears streamed down her face. “I… won’t… do… it… again…" Celeste smiled coldly. “Oh, you won’t do it again.” Her claws tightened. “Because I’m about to end your life.” She raised her other paw, preparing to rip Laura’s heart out. Suddenly...Zack moved.

"My daughter is Joy, and she works in this pack as Laura's maid; please find her when you leave here and tell her I said I love her so much. It's unfortunate that I won't be able to see her again. By this time tomorrow, I will leave this world." The woman poured with deep sadness etched in her voice. She sounded so hopeless, but I don't get why she was telling me all this. Can't she smell my scent and see that I'm a vampire because right now the ring that is used to cover my scent is missing from my finger. Just then, a bright light shone in with a creaking door, showing someone had walked in. The door shut back, and she came into view. Laura is the Luna of this pack.

A week has passed and now Rosewood pack had a new alpha, Larry. Laura last spoke that day when she found out that her mate had died, she has been mute and walking around looking like a zombie. Her state was worsening, its like she went back to being a child again and Anita must be the one to think for her. Like when she is hungry, she does not say, Anita must come back from training and make her food then feed her.

As she reached for it, a loud noise pierced her head, and she groaned. "Are you okay, Ms. Seymour?" Sharon asked, concern creeping into her voice. Laura's memories began to resurface: betrayal, her car accident, the dark room, and the mysterious light. "Am I dead?" she whispered. Sharon laughed. "Well, I guess you could say that." Laura's head snapped up, her eyes locking onto Sharon. "So, this is the afterlife?" Sharon chuckled. "You haven't sobered up from last night's send-off drinking."