Walking Dead Villains Novels & Stories

Because of the enhanced abilities of the undead, they were often made into Kings and Queens or worshipped as Gods. But there were other un-living spirits, Underlings who were so dangerous and chaotic that they were forbidden to enter the walking dead. These were the true evil entities of the Underworld. They devised a way to bypass the will of The Seer—now known by all as the Mother or She-Who-Is-First. These powerful Underlings learned that if their un-living host killed a living being and infected it with the essence of other spirits, then they could give passage to the spirits and Wraiths of their choosing—angry, malignant entities that only wanted to do damage—entities that the Mother wo

I calmly butted in which made Quinn look at my side. “These stacks of dead werewolves were made by hunters who also lost their loved ones,” I continued. I admit, seeing a lot of werewolves on that state shocked me. I even sympathized for a second, good thing is I dragged my feet back to where it belongs. “They are werewolves who paid for their sins,” Rendall said which made me and Quinn nod in an instant. I shook my head to remove the thought that lingered in my mind since we saw the dead creatures. I am here for the mission; I don’t have the time to doubt.

He could always sense the flowing blood and heated body of a mortal, but this one had completely escaped his notice. The other six men slowly gravitated toward one another, as if they felt safer in a huddle. Six against one. How could six hefty thugs be afraid of one man? The dark figure moved to the front of the clinic. Stripes of light shot through the ravaged blinds and lit his face. Bloody hell! Malcolm stepped back. No wonder he hadn't sensed the seventh man. He was Stephan, coven master of German vampires. one of Malcolm's oldest enemies, and the guy who had killed Alex's family, Malcolm's former best friend and partner of the brotherhood.

I insist. Resha nodded. Rosh and I went to the haunted house. We saw a dead body. There are a lot of officials and there is one person who is arguing with the police. "I am sure this is a victim of some extraordinary beast." Hedwig said. "Sir, we are in a modern world, those creatures do not exist." The police officer said. "Sir, believe me, who in the right mind would rip the abdomen of their victims?" Hedwig said. "Sir, do not speculate things." the police said.

Nina smiled as he looked at the tombstone with Amber Hudson engraved on it. “I miss her.” “I miss her too.” Lane kissed Nina's forehead. ~ The night was long and distant. The moon was at its peak, giving off the brightest rays and flourishing the earth with its glow. “I'm Cataleya Drew. The witch who created the first vampires and werewolves. I've returned. Powerless, but I'm going to find a way to put an end to what I created. The O'Connors, the Salvadors, and the Graysons will suffer at my feet because I'm going to bring them to their very end. I always find a freaking way.” Cataleya's lips stretched into a smirk as she walked on the tarred road. It was midnight. The town was still and ser

She raised her hand and snapped her fingers. Behind her, the air tore open. Literally tore—like reality splitting into a wound. From the darkness within, two figures stepped out. Vampires. Tall, pale, with that unnatural stillness of the undead. Light black leather armor. Short swords glowing with dark energy—silver infused with something demonic. A shadow portal. Malik’s warlock had opened a gate straight into the greenhouse basement. “You’ve got company,” Valentina said. “And before you think about screaming—there are four more upstairs. Your silver guardian friend was the first to fall. Paralyzed spell. She’s alive… but if you don’t cooperate, she won’t be.”

But my kind had tainted even that, cutting down trees and starting bonfires. My gaze traveled over the scene, disgust rising within me, when I saw four wolfy figures that should not have been there. All of them I knew. Kairos. Maximus. Thorne. And… yes, that was Valentine. I hadn’t seen him in a very long time, but I knew from Zora and the others that he had become one of Zora’s mates. The brave lot had dared to sneak into my protected lands. They were bold, if not very smart. All it would take is one word from me, and they would be entirely swarmed by vampires, more than they could ever hope to survive against.

he commented, with Stephen smiling at him solemnly. He didn't want anyone to know that Zain had a weak point, but the latter made sure that he did Everyone knows that she is his companion and under his protection “Hello.” John coldly said, smiling at Zain in hate and malice. “Welcome, Chief John, please take a seat.” It's obvious how much the werewolf king hates the vampire, that's so obvious sat Rashford_leader Demons - his eyes never left Rene and this strings her while her companion is talking to one of the demons sitting next to him

These weren't killers like me—these were information gatherers, armed for defense rather than killing. Elena and Tomas moved together, their werewolf power making up for the dampened senses. Jax charged at two scouts, bowling them over. I focused on the leader—a woman whose moves I recognized. Valeria, the Syndicate's top scout. We'd trained together once. She recognized me too, eyes widening. "Voss? You're supposed to be dead." "Rumors of my death were..." I slashed at her, forcing her back, "...greatly exaggerated."

she shot back at him. "Watch how you speak to my boyfriend!" Callista hissed, stepping in sharply. Then she exhaled, turning to Miss Hellcat. "I hate to admit it, but she might be right. Vampires and werewolves working together? That's impossible. Unless the killer belongs to both sides." "I'm going to look into it. But just to let you know, the humans aren't happy about this. The murders won't get away with this, trust me," Miss Hellcat said and walked away.