"𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨" in which two na'vi learn that forbidden love doesn't happen only in fairytales 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚: 𝐘𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐔 ¹ 𝘁𝘀𝘆𝘂𝗹 𝐘𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐔 ² 𝗽𝗮𝘆

Alicent Velet knows how to survive-by being good, quiet, invisible. Nicholas Slovacek has never followed a rule in his life. When their worlds collide under the ruthless eye of boot camp discipline, one act of kindness ties them together. He's trouble she doesn't need. But sometimes, danger looks a lot like freedom. This story is inspired by Nicholas Slovacek in BOOTS. Disclaimer: This fanfiction is based on the world and characters created by Andy Parker based on The Pink Marine by Greg Cope White. I make no claim of ownership and receive no financial gain from this story. The plot and any original characters are entirely my creation. This work is for entertainment purposes only.

❝When it was quiet, I didn't have to worry about a monster trying to make me its lunch. I did, however, have to worry about my wandering thoughts, and I'd have a different monster on my hands if I let them wander too far.❞ ↣ A virus has erupted, turning loved ones into mindless, ravenous, killers. Where the rest of the world sees madness, Kathryn Johnson sees opportunity. She runs from her immutable hell, disappearing into the trees of Northern Georgia. Little does Kathryn know, she hasn't escaped hell, rather swapped one for another. In a moment of unhampered curiosity, she stumbles upon a group that won't take no for an answer. Through these people, Kathryn finds herself examining the walls she's kept herself locked behind. After a lifetime of unknown, a question waits for her on the other side: Can the broken be fixed? ↣ { Featured in the @WalkingDeadRoadtoSurvival "Top Walking Dead Fanfiction" reading list } { ➊ The Walking Dead } { ➌ The Walking Dead Fanfiction } { ❺ Daryl Dixon }

⤐ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝. "I need you to listen to me. When we're out there together, if I say run, run. If I tell you to leave me, then damn it, you leave and you don't look back." "Daryl," she sighed softly, shaking her head. "No, I mean it," he argued, encircling her wrist and jostling her a bit, begging her to listen. "I can't lose you. Not like that, not ever." His words were like lava bubbling in his throat, everything he had fought so hard to conceal was quickly rising to the surface. Fuck it. Any fear of rejection was overpowered by his need to make her understand. It wouldn't change how he felt, or the fact that he'd take on a thousand walkers if it kept her safe for even one more millisecond. "I need you around, Ace." "Always." ------------------------------ *I do not own any characters, scenes, or scripts from The Walking Dead. Any resemblance to other people that my original characters have is completely coincidental.*

Elena was always composed and methodical. She knew how to survive the world way before it finished. She wasn't looking for attachments, for people to call a family. Because attachments are liability, make you weak especially in this new world where dead are walking and living are more dangerous than before. I don't own anything or anyone, except my OCs. Daryl Dixon x OC; sort of slow burn with a lot of subtexts. Warnings: Strong language, eventual sexual content, violence, blood, self-harm triggers, attempted sexual assault triggers.

"She wore her troubled past Like scars - She had been through battle And though no one could see her demons They could see the face that conquered them" the walking dead season 2 - 4 | daryl dixon x oc | includes sexual content | realistic slow burn | ongoing | cover by @1-800-KOBRAKAI I do not own any of the rights to AMC's The Walking Dead plot or characters. I only own rights to my character and my changes to the plot. #1 for NormanReedus - 11/10/2020 - 11/21/2020 #1 for TWD - 02/01/2021