"Survive now. Cry later. " ♤ "Sweetheart, hush now" I whispered as we hid in the tiny mahogany closest, a small stream of light drifting in. He made a small whimper causing me to pull him closer to my chest as the footsteps got louder. Squeezing my eyes closed, I heard the squeaking of a floorboard as the light disappeared and an eye came into view. "Hey lil bro! Come see what I found!" A loud, raspy, harsh voice chuckled. My heart sped up. This was it.. #1 in #twdlovestory #13 in #twdfanfic out of 2.8K #9 in #daryl

"That's Evelyn, but she prefers Eve." Dale spoke from behind us. "She doesn't say much. Maybe you'll get to hear her voice someday." Evelyn Rider's light step and silent disposition have served her well during these dangerous times, but the dead are not the only ones who won't hear her coming. - Trigger warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, panic attacks, psychotic behavior, and other disturbing themes. Please read at your discretion and take care of yourself. - Updates every Monday I would really appreciate it if you read on my website, it helps me a lot! http://www.miimaas.com/ You can also read this story on Fanfiction.net and Ao3 at my account/profile: Miimaas https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12270942/1/Sneaky https://archiveofourown.org/users/Miimaas/pseuds/Miimaas - #1 ranked in Amc 5-17-2018 #1 ranked in Daryl Dixon 5-22-2018 (and off & on to the present) #1 ranked in TheWalkingDead 6-18-2018 (and off & on to the present)

❝Some women fear the fire. Some women simply become it.❞ [r.h. sin] When the proverbial shit hit the fan and the dead started walking, Madison knew the world had gone to hell in a hand basket. While on the verge of losing who she is, the only thing that keeps her maintaining the will to live is her desire to keep the people she loves safe. Through all of the death, violence and loss, she had never expected Daryl Dixon to become one of the people she loved the most. And he certainly didn't expect to fall in love with her, either. But there are no happy endings in a world where the dead prey on the living. Especially when the living start to turn against each other, too. © Copyright for TWD show belongs to AMC and its writers. I only own my OCs and their plots within the story.

TRUST NO ONE. KEEP MOVING. STAY ALIVE. When the outbreak came and the dead walked Jo and her family promised one another to survive no matter what. Months of running did nothing but take the people Jo loved. Now all that's left are Jo and her sister and it's up to her to keep them both safe. When her sister becomes ill they are picked up by a group who claim to want to help them. Their leader, Rick, was a police officer and refuses to leave them behind. The others are eager to welcome them into the fold but Jo finds herself holding back, hesitant to trust anyone. The longer she stays with the group the closer she finds herself coming to Daryl in particular. Jo wants desperately to keep her and her sister safe, and trust is not something easily earned or given in this new world. And Jo will be forced to learn the hard way it's not just the dead that should be feared. I don't own/have any rights to TWD or its characters, scenes etc. Just my new characters and scenarios. Please don't plagiarize - Jo is mine. I have changed a few things, but tried to stay true to the original characters. This story starts in season one and will follow the story line of the TV show all the way through with the addition of original scenes. Highest Ranked #92 in Fanfic #1 in TWD #1 in Daryl Dixon

(Currently under rewriting so certain parts of the story may not make sense.) "My name is Lydia Nicole Dixon I grew up in the state of Atlanta with my mom and step-dad. I was an only child for most of my life, and being an only child meant being lonely. But I was never lonely, because I had him... but when the world came crashing down on humanity we were separated and I lost Carl for what seemed like eternity. Would I ever find Him again? Was he alive? was he one of them? For all I knew he could be alone... just like me." All rights reserved 2014-2018, I don't own the walking dead or any of the characters, however I do own certain storylines and certain characters such as Lydia, Luke, Dani, Blake, Rachel, Sophie, Michael and Ash.

""If you die, I'll be the next to die. So keep breathing for me will you? " I let the words out as if it was nothing, as if I'd said them a million times. But I haven't. "You ain't dying anytime soon" He simply said, it being more than enough. Copyright © All Rights Reserved to @NitahFonseca and @phantasticaf

Dicen que podes llegar a perder lo más significativo en tu vida, pero a cambio recibes algo mucho más grande. Perdió toda su familia pero encontró a los Greene, o ellos la encontraron a ella. Empezó toda la mierda de los monstruos que amenazaban y directamente se comían a los vivos cuando apenas tenía 11 años, perdió a su familia dejándola sola y terminando con la poca esperanza que tenía. O al menos eso creía hasta que conoció a cierto joven de ojos azules. El y otras personas que luego formarían parte de algo especial. Pero... ¿Podrían ser su perdición? ¿O su esperanza para sobrevivir? ______________________ 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑙 𝐺𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 x 𝐵𝑙𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑒 Greene season 2 - season ¿? © mercyxs

-enid es linda - solte- -pense que dirias que ron era lindo - dijo carl- -oh si , claro , ron es guapo ...

she cares about him more than she cares about herself and that scares the shit out of her. but what marcella doesn't realise is that glenn feels the exact same way. glenn rhee story~

Beatrix and Daryl had never met before. In fact, they lived two completely different lives. Beatrix lived in the city, right beside of the hospital, which is where she spent most of her time. Her favorite thing to do at work-besides work, of course-was to talk to her patients and the nurses. She had never been in trouble a day in her life. She had a perfect record, not even being stained with as little as a speeding ticket. Daryl lived in a secluded cabin, at least three miles away from any civilization. The only time he ever talked to anybody was when he was forced to at work. He was constantly in and out of jail, mostly taking the blame for his older brother, but nobody knew that except for him. He destroyed the name Dixon. You couldn't have picked two people that were more different. What happens when the apocalypse brings them together? Will they ever be able to be together? Or will the apocalypse destroy them, just like everything else? Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or any characters/idea from the show. AMAZING cover by: @krisk- I HAVEN'T EDITED THIS YET BUT I'M GOING TO START SOON I PROMISE. Bear with me please until I can sit down and get some editing done!! I'm a just a college kid with hella hard classes and not enough time. Ps thanks for checking out my story!! :)