Walking Dead Wayne Novels & Stories

But without letting Lars worry for long, Sophronia said “Wayne is on his way here. What we need to do now is prolong her life. If not …" Sophronia dared not speak. Although Wayne is a vampire, the distance between them and him is too far, Sophronia and Stephen have to be half a day ahead to reach the other battle. She doesn't know if Wayne will make it in time. Lars didn't notice Sophronia's strange attitude, his gaze was always on Keelin “And the knife…” That silver knife had been stuck in Keelin's heart ever since, it made her breathing weaken to barely detectable.

Wayne added which I just nodded "What about Read?" I asked before completely running with him "He'll follow us, don't worry he just needs to talk to the person inside," Wayne assured so I followed him We ran to the very end of the ship while we both shoot and fight for our way. It was a mess, I don't know where are the other guest is but I hope that those innocent people are already safe, well if there is one like me here knowing that this is a Mafia gathering. I saw Andrew and Josh not far from us, I shoot the guy who was aiming Wayne and killed him.

" Wayne's body jolted upon hearing that. A violent tearing pain ripped through his heart. Clutching his chest, he gasped desperately for air while letting out hoarse grunts like a wounded beast. Still in denial, Wayne pleaded, "No… She's not dead! You're right here! Hillary, I'm begging you. Let me stay by your side. I can be your servant. I'd even be your dog!" He collapsed into the mud and repeatedly slapped himself again. I couldn't be bothered to spare him another glance. Closing my umbrella, I turned and walked back toward the building.

But they didn't expect that Wayne had made such a big move that they became afraid. Wayne frowned. "What are you afraid of? Go get Mimi out of the sack and let's get out of the van." While driving, Zayn saw the van in front of him stop. His eyes darkened. He did not know what Wayne wanted to do. At that moment, Wayne suddenly got out of the van, took a knife, and pressed it against Mimi's neck.

Could it be that person was very important in this city. From afar Jacob Carlson could see a puddle of blood. Blood immediately rushed to Jacob Carlson's head and even his neck was all red. Those three strong men had been dragged away by this time, but they're blood where is on the floor. Jacob Carlson took a deep breath and run over, the moment he entered the room, he saw Wayne Carlson laying motionless on the floor. "Wayne! Wayne!" Jacob carlson shooked Wayne to wake him up. Wayne slowly opened his eyes and pain filled his face. When he saw that jacob had come, his lips trembled. "Big brother, save me... Save me..."

Isabel reached in and unlocked the door. I climbed into the car, shaking Jace gently. "Jace, wake up. Please." His eyelashes twitched, and after a few agonizing seconds, his eyes fluttered open. "Rea..." he croaked weakly. Isabel and I worked quickly to untie him, helping him sit up. He winced, his voice hoarse as he said, "It was Wayne." "Wayne's using your dad's funeral to make a move," I started, but the sound of footsteps echoed through the garage, cutting me off.

Knowing Wayne's personality, he wouldn't just let things slide, would he? After finishing her meal, she hurried back to her room, hoping to get some rest. She was utterly exhausted. Just as she lay down on the bed, the door was pushed open. Startled, she sat up. Wayne walked step by step towards the bed. Scarlett instinctively wanted to hide. As expected. Wayne was here to settle the score. He quickly grabbed her shoulder, pinning her down; his long, bony fingers wrapped around her neck. His pupils were pitch black, brewing a storm, fierce and intense!

“One day, something terrible happened. There was a rampage at the tavern, as one of the drunken men had lost control and had caused a killing spree. They threw all sorts of things at themselves, knives, swords, daggers, and a lot of people present there were killed, including Marylin Lou. “She was taken to a priest who happened to be a newly converted vampire, for her body to be blessed before it would be buried. The priest, who found out that her heart was still beating in the mortuary, decided to convert her immediately, as she would be dead in a matter of seconds if he didn’t. He bribed the mortuary staff to lie to her family that she had been buried immediately after the blessing, and th

Not that it mattered, I would still find a way to kill him, if it was the last thing I did. “You can’t walk, Misha, what’s the alternative? I have to carry you. Please just…don’t make this harder than it needs to be, okay? None of us have any choice in the matter; we have to keep moving on.” I bit my lip, hating him more than ever, looking away so I didn’t have to see his stupid gorgeous face anymore. Inside my frozen insides, my heart ached. ### While the Hunters packed up, Red collected some lycan off the nearby tree branches, rapidly and efficiently beating it down into a paste as he boiled it in a small pot over the fire.

Six months after I died, Serena Beckett came back to the cemetery looking for me. The wind blowing was cold and biting. I floated above my grave, watching her charge over in her high heels, her face pale and ashen. "Jason Shaw! Get out here!" She shoved aside a staff member trying to stop her and dug her nails deep into my photo on the tombstone. "William Clark needs a kidney right now. You're going to donate it, whether you want to or not! What kind of stunt is this? Hiding here and playing dead?"