Walking Dead Season 1 Shane Novels & Stories

She laid there and waited for him t wake up. Shane woke up with a blistering headache and wondered how much her drank. He felt his ship was still and panicked when saw a woman in his bed. He tried to move slowly and crawled off the end. When he turned back, she was propped up on her arm and staring a t him. "I'm dead or this is dream." "Those the only two options?" "What else could it be?" "I could actually be sitting here." "Are you?" "Go outside and you tell me."

And when he got drunk, he'd go home and beat his wife. Stacey worked herself to the bone to support him, taking on hard and exhausting labor. She'd work late into the night, only to return home and get beaten. She cried every day until one day, something happened. When Shane and his good-for-nothing buddies secretly went into the mountains to hunt rabbits, he somehow stepped on an old grave mound. The grave was so old that the coffin inside had completely rotted, so Shane fell straight into it and lost consciousness.

His pain sank with him to the bottom of the Wood City River. Bethany only learned about Shane’s death from the news the next day. “Why would he do something so desperate? What’s more important than being alive?” She could not help but sigh at how it all ended. Through old classmates, she learned what had happened. Gavin had fled the country, and Yelena and Phoebe had left the Stafford family. After talking with Hudson, Bethany decided to claim Shane’s body as a friend, and she arranged his funeral to give him some dignity in the end.

This will haunt me for the rest of my life, knowing that I’m the reason she’s an Undead, something she didn’t want to be. I cradle my mate’s body in my arms, trying to stop the bleeding from her neck. “Get Doc!!!” I yell out in absolute agony. I know he’s somewhere around, helping the guys who got hurt. I feel as if my heart will burst out of my chest from the pain I’m feeling right now as my mate’s blood spills through my fingers, along with her life. She can’t die!!! I won’t let her die. I notice Shane rip the fucker who attacked Angel to shreds with his bare hands. He’s one of the few who were fighting in human forms. The Deads, along with Aiden and Asher look furious.

“River- “, I call out. Shane puts her unconscious body in the back seat of his truck closing the door. “Stay back! Stay the hell back!” “Shane, I didn’t mean…I didn’t know…I can- “ “I’ve tolerated your violent streak for far too long, Connor but this—” “I never meant- “ “She might be dead!” ‘We didn’t kill her. He brought her here. If she’s dead, he killed her. Not us. She’s not dead. She can’t be dead’ Killian barely holds it together and I let him take control. It barely takes seconds for Shane to shift into his wolf and together Killian and I meet a beyond angry Sage.

Directed. “Yes, they are real. They walk among us… They feed on blood…clean up after themselves, and if you ever see one (truly see one), they’ll know your face forever. Don’t look too hard. They notice.” Shawn’s breath caught. The silence in the apartment thickened, pressing against his ears. He felt watched. Not paranoia this time, but real, skin-crawling certainty. Like eyes on the back of his neck. He thought he heard a low whistle—soft, almost playful—coming from somewhere behind him.

I haven't a clue how many children are down there or what the hell were going to do with them but that can be figured out later. Once again, Tony takes the lead and within seconds we are out in the open and storming towards the door that the children have gone on to. The noise is deafening as the fight carries on around us. A loud growl rocks the earth beneath us causing me to get ready to defend my group only as I turn to face the sound I watch as a wolf is thrown in the air and crashes to the ground with the loudest thud and thats when I see that Shane was the one to kill him.

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!"

My grandmother says grandpa was never the same after the war, I think Max needs to talk to someone that understands his demons, maybe even more than he does. The doorbell goes off and we all stand. Shane looks back at me giving me a what the hell are you going to do look. I know I am no fighter by any means, but I need to be ready at any moment. I do not plan on cowering in the bathtub ever again, especially if people may need me like the last time. Shane walks over to the door and with one hand grabs the knob. The other hand is on a little handgun. I didn't even know he had that on him. Oh my God, did he sleep with that thing in his pocket? Focus Candice.

When a strong gust blew past, some of the smaller candles that weren't secured to the ground toppled over and rolled away. Shane was still oblivious to the mounting crisis unfolding before him. Wanting to support Valerie, he cheered and applauded her, shouting, "Look at the blazing fire, Mr. Paulson! Look at how the flames are reaching toward the sky! I'm sure that your ancestors will be able to feel your sincerity!"