"and then she does the simplest thing in the world. she leans over and kisses him. and the sky cracks open." || the walking dead | season1-8| daryl dixon ||

Ella ha caído en una trampa. Lo ha perdido todo. Ella es la nueva. Ella tiene un oscuro pasado. Ella usa un revólver para defenderse de los muertos que ahora habitan en el mundo. Ella es valiente, pero tiene miedo. Ella es Negan. ❝El amor requiere sacrificio. Siempre❞ [Temporada 6 - 7]

15 year old Hazel has been alone with her little brother, Charlie, in the apocalypse scavenging for just about anything they can get their hands on since the dead started walking. Hazel and her brother find shelter at a place called Alexandria where Hazel thinks that she can finally stop fighting to stay alive. Things soon get a little more complicated when the Alexandrian's bring another group in from outside. *DISCLAIMER* This story starts in Alexandria (season 5) of The Walking Dead T.V. show so if you're not up to that point you will be confused and spoiled. *I would also like to let my readers know that I do not follow the exact plot of the story in season 5. It is similar to the plot of season 5 but not exactly.* *I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS (OR ORIGINAL PLOT MADE UP BY TWD) FROM THIS FANFICTION IT ALL BELONGS TO AMC/TWD CREATORS EXCEPT THE CHARACTERS THAT I MAKE UP (Hazel, Charlie, etc.) Also please do not copy any original story plots, characters etc...* *I also do not own the pictures that I post throughout the book* PG-13 content. Read at your own risk. I will warn my readers before a dirty scene.

The group is on their knees in front of Negan, thinking it was all over. As the leather jacket-wearing man is pointing is barbed wire bat at people, choosing who he is going to kill, someone interrupts everything. Little did the survivors know, this person would change their lives, for better and for worse.

Prólogo: Mi nombre es _____ Larson, tenía tan solo 9 años cuando todo comenzó. Ahora, según mis cálculos, he cumplido 14 años. Recuerdo que estaba camino a casa aquel día. La cual se encontraba bastante cerca de la escuela así que, en casos puntuales, podía volver sola. Se suponía que pasaría la tarde en casa de mi mejor amigo, pero mi madre, Valerie Larson, me llamo a mi celular para pedirme que vuelva a casa lo antes posible, parecía contrariada. Por las noches a veces la escuchaba hablar por teléfono con alguien y discutir, la había escuchado algunas veces mencionar a "mi padre", al cual nunca conocí. Así que pensé que tal vez tenia algo que ver con él. Pero no me imaginaba para nada lo que pasaría realmente.

Carl grimes fanfic - Carter and her dad are willing to do anything to survive. Growing up in a small town in Georgia, she never thought she would be going through anything as treacherous as this. While stumbling across vacant cities and towns, will they ever find somewhere safe? Or will they find a new group? Or maybe Carter will fall in love. Thank you to everyone who made my story a wattpad featured story! <3

This is a fan-fiction, of Carl grimes from walking Dead x reader You Have Been In Group Long Enough To Be Looked At As Family,You And Carl Have Became Close Being Closest In Age One Day You And Him Our Out On A Food Run, You Can't Help But Notice How When He Smiles His Nose Crinkles, Whilst Your Staring He Catches You, You Have No Other Choice But To Come Clean

As Carl and his group slowly and painfully survive the apocalypse, turns out someone else was too. (Y/n) was living in what was left of the world alone, hungry... but not scared. When (Y/n) meets Carl and his group its the last thing she thought she would be scared of... Trusting people. And most importantly, falling in love. The book cover is by @insanityorremedy!

The beauty of fanfiction is that even if the character gets killed off, the fanfiction continues like such a thing never happened. You can kill off and resurrect the same character as many times as you like, because the version of the character thar you have created is yours, and not even an asshole like Scott Gimple can take that away from you.

Fear. It came when the dead began to roam the streets and cities, but for Scarlett Evans it was always there. How people would react if they knew and the fear of becoming like the monsters who made her the way she is. But no one would see it, she wouldn't let anyone close enough. Stealthy and skilled on her own, she's a threat to any walker or enemy that comes her way. But what happens when she's accepted as part of a group and begins to fall for a certain redneck. Will she finally break or will her scars finally fade away? (I do not own anything except my own characters.)