[As of right now, this story ranks #1 in #imagine, #moonkight, #marcspector, #stevengrant, and #oscarisaac!] 🖤 There are legends, myths, and stories about the seemingly star-crossed love between the sun and the moon. Forever cursed to love, but never destined to be. Steven Grant was on the brink of leaving the possibility of love in the past, until his past unexpectedly returned to him. Or was it from Marc's past? Will their love be strong enough to withstand the power of gods and even time itself? [This is ONE story, not standalone parts.] *** Hey, everyone! This is my first story on here, so I'm not exactly sure how this will go. I have high hopes for it! This will be a story inspired/based on the Marvel character, MoonKnight (Steven Grant/Marc Spector). The plot, although somewhat follows the series, is more of my own original storyline. I will hopefully update as often as I can, especially when the episodes air, because I'd like prefer this storyline to loosely follow the plot of the show. I will also be adding content related to my plot that is not included in the show. I do not own this character, nor anything affiliated with Marvel. Please leave comments of what I can do to improve! Enjoy! :) 🖤

sometimes, the world doesn't need another hero. sometimes, what it needs is a monster. [ #67 IN FANFICTION ] [ completed / editing ] BOOK 1 t. walking dead / daryl dixon seasons 1 - 2 DEWITTS © 2015

[BOOK 2] [SEQUEL TO BORROWED TIME] "I lied when I told ya' I wasn't 'fraid of nuthin'," he muttered, his voice a low rumble against the night. The porch light cast eerie shadows across his face, revealing the tension in his jaw. "What are you afraid of?" I whispered, the soft creak of the porch swing the only other sound. The moon bathed the world in a silvery glow, illuminating the deep pools of his blue eyes. "'I'm 'fraid of losin' ya', Red." His voice was barely a whisper, a confession torn from the depths of his soul. --- 》Full Summary Inside 》Darly Dixon x OC 》Seasons 4-?

Status: Complete [Book One] [Slowburn] [S3-S4] Vicki could not explain what exactly she meant to Daryl Dixon, but it did not go unnoticed that he gravitated towards her. Always in her orbit and never too far away. Hershel's words about Glenn and Maggie echoed in her mind from days earlier, "Honey, you'd be surprised how unexpectedly love can creep up on ya'...even in the darkest of times." Vicki was on the run from a bad man when sheer luck had her running into Daryl and his people. They end up saving her life and bringing her back to the prison with them. Not only will she encounter a familar friend within their group, but she's also faced with the undeniable chemistry that starts to form with none other than Daryl Dixon. Events that no one saw coming leads the group straight to heartbreak and war. The foundation Rick and his people built in the prison shatters and everything is put on the line. Including their lives. In this harrowing time, Vicki learns that sometimes home is not a place, but a person. I do not own any of AMC's The Walking Dead characters or plots, or locations. However, everything else is mine. So, PLEASE do not COPY!

Madeline or Maddie Davidson has an okay life. Being 22 and living at home is never easy. Her mother is a drunken druggie and her father is a drunken abuser. She wants to get away. When her mother suddenly passes away she gets some startling news that flips her life upside down. Secrets, lies, and betrayal. It's something that Maddie has been used to for all of her life. The real question: What is her life? Because this definitely wasn't it. Daryl Dixon. His life isn't much better. Some may say it's even worse. Having a mother who died when he was just the age of eight left Daryl to fend for himself. Daryl's brother Merle was in and out of juvi and his father was a drunk who got pleasure from beating his sons. Now with his father in prison and Daryl living with his drugged up brother he never really knew what happiness was until he met Maddie.

Rosaline is a nomad, living in the abandoned buildings of Atlanta during the walker epidemic. When she meets a group with exceptionally nice people, and one not so friendly, she decides to join them. However, with doing so she must decipher the varying moods of Daryl Dixon, fight off memories of her past that haunt her, fend off a smitten Shane, and try to stay alive in a place where the dead roam the streets.

"It's you and me Daryl, like it always has been." I say, looking into his dark blue eyes. "The way it always will be." He states. I nod my head, a small smile on my lips, "Always." Bree Winchester had known the Dixon brothers since she was running around in diapers. Living next door to the Dixon brothers came with its ups and downs. Daryl was her best friend growing up, he always had her back and she always had his, with Merle protecting the both of them. She had always liked Daryl but knew he never saw her that way. She knew that no matter what, Daryl would always protect her. When the dead began to walk and the world went to hell, she ran off under the protective arms of Daryl and Merle. There they met a group of survivors and everything changed. With Merle's disappearance, a Bree is all Daryl has left in this new world. Will she be enough for him? Will their relationship change without the influence of his older brother? Can they become something more? Copyright ree_louise I do not own any of AMC's stories or characters.

I was 20 years old when I completely packed my whole life and moved to Georgia. My mom supported my des ion but my dad on the other hand, had a different opinion. He thought it was dumb to move down there just for my favorite show being there. I applied for an internship on the show the walking dead and was chosen for the job. My mom was so excited, she loved it. My dad didn't want to lose his baby girl. My brother was expecting Lauren Cohan's number in a month which I thought was funny. I didn't think I'd probably get within 5 feet of the actual cast. I thought I'd just be helping Robert with coffee and other errands, but I didn't care I'd at least be in the same area as norman reedus and be able to watch it filmed. In this I am having Robert kirkman be the director

Sam is a 20 year old girl who was lost and broken, long before the apocalypse. During the outbreak she has to fight to keep herself and young companion, 5 year old Harry alive. After meeting a group of survivors in Atlanta could safety and Love be on the cards or will there just be more heartache ahead for the young girl?

Life is broken. That's the only way to explain this damned world. You can't do anything without second guessing your decision, you think that what ever you do is wrong and I can't even count the number of times I've lost my morales. I've had to do things that you should only have to see in the movies. Killing should only be something you hear on the news, but now I don't get a day without hearing people cry and whimper for help or mercy. The world is broken, and it's all thanks to the damned corpses that rise up everyday and chow down on the living. The only reason I haven't given up hope, the only reason I haven't stopped fighting, the only reason I haven't sent a bullet through my brain is because of one thing. This thing that keeps me going, this thing fuels my body, this thing that makes me fight these diseased ridden freaks, is love. The love I have for my family and friends is the only thing that's kept me here, it's the only reason I walk the earth with the dead. Included among my family and friends is the biggest reason I didn't die at the beginning, he's one of the biggest reason's why I protect the prison with my life. This man that saved my life countless times is my broken saviour, this man is none other than my redneck.