She wasn't looking for redemption. He wasn't interested in salvation. A chance meeting leads to new alliances, but safety is only an illusion. Fate has made its move, but it will only carry them so far. After that you have to choose: fight or die. The world ended the day the dead rose. Can she build a life in what remains or is fate not done yet? (Daryl x OFC) ~ I tried to stay true to the characters, and with the addition of some original scenes, this will follow the TV show (eventually). There will be some minor and major changes along the way. Hope you like them. Enjoy! I don't own/have any rights to TWD or its characters, scenes, etc. However, my characters (especially Alex) and the plot lines I have created are my own. Please do not plagiarize.

The end of one world is only the beginning of a new one. [Daryl Dixon]

Run. That was all that went through my mind, run. Beads of sweat fell down from my forehead, to my cheeks and off of my chin. I could hear their groans and moans behind me as I struggled to keep ahead of them. I didn't want to carry on, I had no reason to. I felt my legs begin to buckle underneath me as I eventually fell to my knees. I lay there on the forest floor, tears streaming down my face, sobbing violently. 'This is it', I thought to myself. 'This is the end'. I closed my eyes as I heard the dead mere feet away from me... ------------------------------------------------- Ok, so, beware, this story contains some triggering themes, 'colourful' language etc. If you can't handle it yet decide to read, just remember that I warned you. Also remember that this is my first story on here so yeah I'm a noob, I know. Aaaanndd that's it k bye enjoy xx ------------------------------------------------ The new cover of this story was made by the amazingly talented acemikka, so all of the credit goes to them. Thank you so much!

It's in the title. If there is a trigger in the chapter there will be a TW in the title of said chapter. Requests are open.

"I can hardly remember a time in my life where the Dixon's weren't a part of it" Savannah and Daryl have been in each other's lives for as long as they can remember....thick as thieves through the good and the bad. They are two damaged souls found by unfortunate coincidences and terrible parenting. Each of them feels they are worth nothing....they have nothing but each other, and it stays that way through tormented years of childhood, traumatic teenage years and way into adulthood. It always felt like nothing could tear these friends apart. But when a virus breaks out, the dead don't stay dead and your every move could cause you your life, could this be the one thing that breaks these two apart? It always felt that Daryl Dixon and Savannah Montgomery were meant to be together, even from a young age, but will they realize this before it's too late?

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!

One infection causes the society to crumble like a cookie. No military, no economy, no leaders, nothing. No one is coming to save you, no one is there to help. Everyday is a struggle for Mariah Beckon, her adopted brother and sister not making it any easier. When the trio cross paths with a group from Atlanta, she meets the people who she belongs with, her family. As the group of people fight to survive, Mariah falls head over heels for one man in particular. No matter how hard she tries she just can't seem to forget that redneck. This is a story of many things: love, betrayal, hatred, death, but the most important of all, surviving. I do not own any of AMC's The Walking Dead characters, however everyone else mine, do not copy ANYTHING please. @Copyright 2013.

When Liz is saved by a group of strangers, she has no idea what kind of crazy impact they'll have on her life. Prequel to: For The Ones I Love *You can read this book first or second, it really won't matter too much. This is not a story that'll give you instant satisfaction with the main characters falling in love right away and having sex within the first few chapters. This is a story of struggle and character evolution. This is a story about a girl named Liz with a rough background who finds a home with the characters we know and love. This is her story and it will not be rushed. **Daily updates This fanfic is based off of the TV show The Walking Dead and will follow closely to its original plot but will still deviate greatly. I own none of the characters but my own. Includes: Harsh language Violence Sexual situations 16+

Pre-Apocalypse, Lucia Adams suffered many ordeals. Some more than others. her adult life was anything but easy. With her parents dead, and her being the only one to look after her sister, she grew up pretty fast. She's not someone who likes to be the centre of attention. She's shy, quiet, reserved, and actually quite awkward in most situations. With her sister now an adult and both of them working full time jobs, Lucia is finally back at a place of security. Things are finally looking up for her! Until the dead start walking and her sister is no where to be found. When Lucia turns up at a prison with an injured friend, how will the group react? Will the secrets of her past be revealed? And will they let her stay if they know them? How will the crossbow wielding badass of the group take to someone who is very similar to him, yet so different? CURRENTLY ON HOLD! I'll post announcements when I'm ready to start uploading again 💕 [Season 3 - ?] (Currently in season 6) Unedited Daryl Dixon x OC The Walking Dead *I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD. This is a FAN FICTION. The only characters I own are the ones I create.*

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.