Yellowjackets Survivors Novels & Stories

"How can you be so selfish? The bunker was built with money we all put in! What right do you have to take it all for yourself? Come out and get us! Now!" I let out a soft laugh. "Why the rush? The safe's key and the address of the bunker are both inside. And the password—you already know it, don't you?" From the other end came frantic rummaging sounds, mixed with barely restrained delight. "Found it! We found it!" Leisurely, I leaned back on the sofa and switched to the surveillance feed of the safe. I watched as the three of them crowded around the safe, entering the password. Their faces bloomed with the wild joy of survivors spared from disaster.

“I promise to protect you from the monsters.” I was trying to get them to focus on only me. I did not want them to look at the torn apart corpses again. They both ran into my arms and began to wail softly. I carried them and went down the stairs. My team was already clearing the whole place up. “We have two survivors,” I announced and they all looked up. “Shit,” Blok, the biggest and largest member of our team muttered as gazed on the cubs in my arms. The sound of vehicles became louder as I reached the ground floor. It meant that the whole area was finally clear of Rejected.

I hate to admit it but even though Bob is a bit eccentric, he's now the most reliable. I scan my surroundings for something, anything that allows me to go help the rest. There's a trail of blood, it must have been left by the jackal that Helena managed to hurt, a little further on, the corpse of a jackal lying in a pool of blood gives me hope. the spear is still skewered in its belly.

Egan said and ate the soup deliciously. "Unfortunately, if they didn't find out, you would have lived a free life like a human." The woman said. Uri asked Egan and the woman. "Can you explain why you live here, and why do you say I am not human?" "We were all discovered and killed by the Red Leaves. We escaped and found this secret cave." Mr. Egan replied. "Do you know anything about vampires?" "Yes, I have read a lot about vampires." Uri shoveled a spoonful of soup into his mouth, wanting to eat this delicious hot food more than the dry packets of biscuits in his backpack.

It was a little muddy in some spots, but it would do the job. Just in time. June sighed. It’d been a long day, and she needed some rest. She carefully laid out a small blanket she had in her backpack and sat down. Her legs ached from all the running, and her thoughts were racing about what had happened. She and her family had been trapped by a swarm. She was the only survivor. Her sister had been bit trying to protect her from being bitten and had died shortly after June got them upstairs in their bedroom. She didn’t even have time to turn before the dead busted in the door, forcing June to jump into a tree for safety and attacking her sister’s lifeless body. Her mom and dad were the first t

How can bullets even cause a werewolf’s organs to shut down in two minutes? “We hit them, and they’re done. No escaping,” he continues. My stomach churns. I know Jake is listening in, just as I promised. His silent presence on the other end of the line is a small comfort, even though I can’t speak to him now. The leader continues outlining their plan, targeting Jack’s entire pack. Everyone, including Tyler, Allison, Wes. All of them. I need to stop it. I have to get those bullets to Wes. I try to focus, but my mind is racing, calculating how to turn this around. Jake’s voice echoes in my head.

"So, you're implying you'll protect me?" Yaslyn rolled her eyes. "Stop it and focus on staying alive." While the pair bantered, a shadow quietly observed them from behind. Yaslyn sensed their intense gaze and sharply turned around. To her shock, it was Josie, whom she had not seen in ages. Josie stared at Yaslyn in disbelief. "You... You're still alive?" Yaslyn hesitated, knowing she had not informed anyone of her faked demise. It was a secret, after all. However, upon seeing Josie's bewildered face, she admitted, "Yes, I'm still alive, but—"

I didn't like the feeling of this. **** Jax and I had been searching across the compound for survivors. We've found a few, thank the moon. Some were in worse shape than others but they were survivors nonetheless. The sun had begun its descent, yellow and orange strands painting the sky. We had managed to finally kill the flames and now we were more concerned about getting food into empty stomachs than anything else. "Veron, Quinn, Caleb, Fred, James, their still unaccounted for. " "Fred is dead," I tell Jax, recalling the scene. "So is his mate. "

Marcel: "You don't need to worry about that now. They're probably okay now. Maybe they're in a hospital or something." Sadie: "I don't know." Marcel thought about his father and wondered what would happen next. He was sure his father had hired more people to do what Sadie had attempted to do. And now that Marcel was dead, who knows what he would do next? He felt sorry for his mother and mother-in-law, but at the same time, he felt grateful that they escaped from the Ghost Mansion without any injury. He hoped everything was fine back home. Noah returned to the living room, followed by Mr and Mrs Ryuu.

I needed it to wash the mud off my wounds, but they refused to let me get close. My colleagues were guarding the place, and they were all glaring at me. "Ms. Hedge found this! You don't deserve it, bitch!" Fortunately, this island was abundant with resources. Wilderness survival was all the craze a few years ago, and many content creators came here to get useful footage. They also left useful stuff behind. I'd skimmed through everything during my search for water. I went to the dump and scrounged some plastic bottles and a cast-iron skillet.