Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Lauren Walsh is Shane's little sister. Lauren loves as a brother but hates how he acts. She sees Rick Grimes as more of a brother than Shane. Lauren was trained in the army. When shit hit the fan Lauren wasn't with anyone, she traveling back from her army base. But we only see her on a run into town. When she runs into an old friend and meets a certain redneck, will she be able to stay away from those Dixon Blues? ~~~~~ I do not own any of the walking dead characters besides Lauren Walsh. So this is my second Daryl Dixon fanfic please check my other book out its called "My Girl". Tell me what you think❤️ #1 in MERLE #1 in WALSH #46 in DARYLDIXON #83 in CARL #81 in DARYL

Aspen Walsh is Shane's daughter, which means she's had a troubled life. Her mom left when she was a baby, so all she has is an abusive father for family. One day, her dad is on a routine work trip, and his partner, Rick, is shot. Then the world goes to hell. How will Aspen survive? Will she get close to anyone? Maybe even a certain redneck angel? Or will this terrible world pull them apart? highest rankings #1 in daryldixon #1 in science #4 in daryl #4 in thewalkingdead **A/N: I'm writing Daryl in his late 20's/early 30's. Just an FYI.** **A/N: There are mature parts to this story, hence the mature rating. There will not be warnings at the beginning of each chapter, because I feel that ruins the suspense a bit. Read at your own discretion.** **DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters except for the ones I created. All other characters belong to AMC and the creators of The Walking Dead. Also, this story will not follow the exact storyline of the TV show, so some things will be changed**