Walking Dead Snapchat Novels & Stories

Nivea's POV: Looking into his eyes all I could see was adoration and love. I sighed thinking about it. In a few days we will be mated and there will be nothing that can come between us. We walked downstairs and turned on a TV show, The Walking Dead. We were on Season 2 Episode 5 when Keenan got a mindlink and his face immediately changed from content to upset. "Whats wrong?" I asked. "It's my dad. He's requesting us in his office with him and my mother as soon as possible. I think something is wrong. " He stated with a grim tone.

(Natalie's POV) Victoria stood frozen in the middle of the street, her face a mask of horror as she realized exactly who was watching her. The young man beside her—who couldn't have been more than twenty-five—tried feebly to straighten his rumpled clothing. I pulled out my phone and opened the werewolf forums. The notification count was already climbing into triple digits. Someone had live-streamed the entire thing. "BREAKING: Victoria Silverstone caught with young lover after car crash!"

I said slapping off one of the infected that tried to climb the forklift with my gun. Smith shot an infected's eyes and ejected the mag of his Colt pistol, throwing the empty mag at the infected making it crash to the ground. He moved back a little bit and brought out the walkie talkie attached to his belt. " Major Mark, this is Smith, we need an immediate evacuation, we're almost over run by walkers" he said almost shouting into the walkie talkie, but all he got was a buzz sound. "Major Mark do you copy" he said again but all he got was a buzz.

“Evening Buzz” Jace’s POV The world was on a mission to rid the news of a walking dead man. The areas of hunting increased and just about everyone and their mother was looking for remains. Information kept rolling out in record time. Alleged sightings, false informants that sold nothing for outrageous amounts, and people opening searching far and wide for information that Dimitri's mother had already destroyed. If there was one thing I would admit, they were persistent.

They’d been walking for a while and still hadn’t seen anyone. Of course, he kept quiet about one crucial thing—Raina had been bitten by a Purple Sand Viper and passed out. If the others knew, they might give up the search. Quinn answered, “Yes.” But Sora suddenly stepped forward. “You’re lying.” Quinn’s expression darkened. “I’m not.”

We all sat in our sitting room, every single body that knew about our secret. Jocelyn, Zion, Hope, and Zack Walker. Solomon and I were telling them about the vampire hunter and about him being our biology teacher. We were grateful because today was a Saturday, meaning there was no school.

The only place she’s going today is the backyard with Jackson, and there’s no need to arm the house just to be outside. The cameras aren’t at all nanny-cams and show the front, back, and side door, as well as one looking down the steps with a view of the foyer. I can just barely see Scarlet and Jackson in the backyard. She’s chasing him around with her arms outstretched, dragging one leg as she stumbles through the grass. I can’t help but smile, knowing exactly what she’s doing. Jackson is currently obsessed with zombies and loves to be chased by them. “Who are you sexting?” Officer John Wilson asks me as he passes by my desk on the way to his.

Groaning into the comforter, its fabric clenched tight in my fists, I scream. Hours pass, me alternating between screeches of frustration and staring at the ceiling, when a ping from my phone pulls me out of my tormenting thoughts. Walter: Status update? Me: Still breathing. Walter: Shit. Walter: Four more dead. Walter: Not our pack.

So I think I will disturb the entry just a little, nothing that is too noticeable unless they are looking and allow one of the other patrols to find them. I head back to the barracks, climb in through my window, put my backpack into my small cupboard and then go and rejoin the search party I was teamed up with, luckily we had separated to do the search a bit quicker so my absence wasn't noticed. Just as I re-join my team, we all stop as we hear a really loud, sad and pain-filled howl echo throughout the woods, it is then followed by three more very loud howls in response and joined to the first one. Maverick is obviously dead, the poor sucker. He was a really good partner in both our patrols

Rideten, Present Time “I’m so sick of this place,” Rhett muttered to Cameron as they walked through the werewolf bunker. He saw Victor leaning over a monitor look up and his expression darken. “Here we go,” Rhett sighed and saw Heath slide him a look out of the corner of his eye in warning. “What that actual fuck?” Victor greeted them his wolf flashing into his eyes. “What are you doing?”