Walking Dead Savior Novels & Stories

When his face turned red, eyes bulging out, I started to worry that he might die. “Stop it! You’re killing him!” I looked at Amelia and Theia, asking for help, and they did nothing. “Amelia, help him.” “Trust me, Ryden, I would but I know what they’re doing,” Amelia said as she watched them do whatever magic they’d done to Walker. Sebastien busted in the door with a jar in his hand. “The wraith in the jar is gone.” Then Walker began to gag yet nothing came out. “Alpha, help me, please?”

"If you get out of here that is. You have been bought, and sold you are!" Sarah glanced over her shoulder at the women, and screamed- "Run!!!" When the women turned around, and fled towards the parking lot without hesitating, Armo's eyes widened in surprise. "That bitch!” He muttered to himself, then yelled to his men. "Get them! Kill them if you have to, but bring me the black widow, alive! No one gets out of these walls! No one!"

Like a helpless child who had finally found someone to rely on, she suddenly burst into tears. I quickly felt my shirt becoming soaked with Hannah's tears. I looked at her anxiously. "Hey, what's wrong?" Hannah sniffled. She said through choked sobs, "Evan, it's me. I'm Hannah from three years in the future. I'm the Hannah who talked to you. "I went to find you, but I found out something. You're going to die tomorrow." Hannah told me everything she had learned. We both had serious expressions on our faces.

He smiled softly and turned around. "Come on, we have to help him!" invite Zach to let them come out. "But Father…" "He's our savior. He is a vampire slayer. Come on!" The congregation, mostly old and middle-aged men, obeyed their priest. "Sister Anna, look after Kyron and the others! Lock the door!" Zach ordered before he opened the door. Nurse Anna, who was carrying Kyron, nodded. Vincent drags two vampires together and then stabs them until they die. His screams and groans of pain were completely ignored. Meanwhile, Zach and some of his congregation show up to help.

They who were the most basic of Undead could not resist the call of one so highly placed on the power ladder like Elder Sand, and they slowly flocked over. Elder Sand was a patient man. Walkers were slowly; they were so slow that if a human came into contact with one, as long as that human kept his or her calm, he/she would have a very high chance of killing the Walker! So Elder Sand knew that he would have to wait for a while, but he was prepared to wait. He had been searching for Asmodeus for a long time and this was the first time he had sensed Walkers with Asmodeus’s energy on them. It wasn’t a chance he was going to give up.

"You cannot take chances in your human form. If one of these walkers gets hold of you—" "I am fine," I said, blocking an incoming swipe from another nightwalker. "Do not worry about me." I replied finishing that walker up as it screeched in pains. "That is exactly what you said four years ago," Torren said, moving to my side and dispatching the creature threatening me. "And you would have died if I had not seen you." I frowned, not wanting to remember that time. Four years ago, I had been careless. I had nearly died because of it. But the goddess had sent torren and he saved my life. But not with what led to the nightwalker nearly killing me. The betrayal.

She had to say something. "I told you from the start—keeping her around would bring trouble sooner or later. She's dead now. So what? Is she really worth all this grief?" Carl clutched a framed photo of Reily. "Reily was the one who saved me all those years ago. I was blind… The one who should've died is me." Only then did Iris realize just how deeply her brother had loved Reily—deep enough to lose himself entirely. She didn't dare speak another word for fear that she'd get punished like last time.

“I know she didn’t live a perfect life, but there are other factors to consider.” Ivery arched an eyebrow. “I think the evidence is quite overwhelming,” he stated coldly. His gaze bore into me, his next words sending a shiver down my spine. “Mia Walgreen, how do you plead?” I felt my heart drop. Tears welled in my eyes, and my voice cracked as I spoke. “I plead by saying that I’m sorry,” I began, my hands trembling. “I know I’ve done a lot of bad things—things I’m not proud of. I tried to process my pain, but it was hard. Drinking never helped, but I thought it would. And… I know what I did. I killed my sister.” My voice broke at those words. “I was reckless. I was selfish. And I can never u

Ryker turned and fled, his blood leaving a trail behind him. “Axel?” I asked, my voice weak but full of relief when I saw the Alpha enter. She rolled her eyes, holding two sets of keys. “Your savior is here,” she said sarcastically, unlocking the collars on Kane and me. “As soon as he heals, get to the pack house. We’re on lockdown. Ryker and his group came in to scout and kill you two. I’m assuming he’s coming back with a bigger group.” I nodded, helping Kane lie back down. His werewolf healing was kicking in, but he was still weak.

Chaos. "Kade —report to me," I growled. Static. Then a voice. "Alpha," Kade answered, "We were informed by Beta Zeke that the Elder had arrived. We brought him to the receiving room. Sat him down. Coffee's already been served." Ice licked up my spine. Sky. Sky was going to talk to Marius. "You what?" I gasped, chest tightening. The sharp throb in my side warned another cramp was coming. "You let them—"