Kayla had a regular life before all this. A loving mother, a father who even though they didn't get along all the time, loved her dearly, and a 16 year old brother who was her best friend in the entire world. But when the apocalypse starts its all different. Her moms gone. Her brothers lost and her dad gets bit, but before he goes 2 men find them. One in a sheriffs hat and the other a redneck with a crossbow. Before her dad dies he makes Rick promise to take care of kayla like she was his own and he plans on keepin it. But for how long? Will he still be there when he finds out her secrets? And how will daryl take it having his walls broken down so easily by this girl? Will he fight his feelings or will he surrender and do anything to protect her? A/N Story will follow the walking dead events, but some may be out of order and some people may live longer

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?

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.

Kat and her five year old, Hailey, wake up to find that the world has ended. All alone. Thanks to Hailey's father for teaching Kat how to survive, they have been able to survive this long without a group. But how long can you go without anyone to watch your back? Will they find a group and finally get a somewhat decent night of sleep? Finally feel safe again? What will they do when Kat runs into an old friend? Bringing back lots of memories and hidden feelings.

Charlie Asher has stayed true to her small town roots, despite her new big city life. All that changes though with the onset of the "epidemic"...aka the zombie apocalypse. She's forced to deal with loss, loneliness, and the grueling challenge for survival every single day. She doesn't have much left to remember her old life besides an old, dinged up i-pod that doesn't even work, and of course her memories. Until one day, she comes face to face with an important piece of her past. Her long lost childhood friend, Daryl Dixon. After a decade of zero contact, preceded by a bitter fallout, how will these two handle their unexpected reunion?

Losing everyone she ever loved, Ami is held up by a breakable string. A broken past can either destroy her, or it can make her stronger in this new world.

❝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 }

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.

It's hard to survive a world where everything wants to kill you. Every corner you turn, every decision you make, and every breath taken. There's always something lurking, something craving to end your life. But when the world absolutely goes to complete shit, what can you expect?