Dorothy Monroe is a petite woman with a heart too big for her chest. She's pure, kind, she looked at the world and determined all the colours of nature were miracles and needed to be remembered. She's loved photography ever since her father brought a camera home and even had a gift with the newly designed lenses ever since she could wrap her small hands around the clunks of metal. Thomas Shelby: gangster; and war hero; he reads the devils script as if it were the morning newspaper - the list will go on. I don't need to say much more, you already know him. The Shelby family, as part of Tommy's expansion plan, bought a large area of the woods on the outskirts of Small Heath, far away from the Birmingham smog, there they built safe houses and kept heavy machinery; maybe even once they kept a large crate of stolen guns, supposedly belonging to the Government. Unbeknownst to Dorothy, who stumbled around the woods (a bulky camera in hand), she had explored the woods many times, taking photos of all the things that shined bright enough, but had never come across the peculiar buildings that held many dangers. That is, of course, until she knocks upon one of the doors, ready to give an earful to whoever had built over this precious patch of land, only to come face to face with one Thomas Shelby. -loosely follows the plot of season 1- *disclaimer* I do not own the Peaky Blinders or any of Steven Knights characters, only the story of Dorothy and her own plot line. This trope is cliche and overused, but idc, I like it.

After being caught outside the compound on your own, Negan decides to punish you in the best way possible ;) This cover was made by the lovely Bloodsen, and you can find her page here: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Bloodsen

I writhed against his hold. He was like a python, squeezing me until the life leaked from my eyes. "Hey, chill out, shhhh. It's me, kitten." His voice dripped from his mouth like honey. I knew it was him. The way my body ignited before he touched me told me he was here, and not to play nice. "Please." I whimpered. His smile grew against my neck. "I warned you that the big bad wolf was coming, and not to play fetch, kitten." Highest Rankings : #1 in negan out of 1,000+ stories #3 in twd out of 1,000+ stories #4 in Hostage out of 1,000+ stories

After your world fell into black putrefaction, you soon realize that walkers are the least of your worries. Tragedy and loss has led you to fear attachment more so than the undead. You thought hiking the trail of survival was best accomplished alone...until you cross paths with a man named NEGAN. (Original Female Character/Negan) https://vine.co/v/5AaTrxT7Z5A ~Ready for a slow burn? This is based on both The Walking Dead comics and the TV series with some added twists and turns. This version of Negan is inspired by an epic performance by Jeffrey Dean Morgan. WARNING: Not all the events follow the plot of the comics or the TV series. However, this story may contain SPOILERS! (I DO NOT claim any rights to the characters, names, locations, story, etc...) This is my FIRST Watt Pad Published Fanfic! ENJOY!~