"We've been through hell and back." "Maybe, just for tonight, we deserve a little love." Warnings⚠️: This will contain fluff, angst and smut

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?

RJ Grimes, an old friend of Merle Dixon. They finally get reunited, and when she finally gets her brother back, it comes at the cost of losing that smart mouthed redneck. Though somehow, his brother is able to figure out how to do the same for her as Merle once did and more. Daryl Dixon was somehow able to bring back a part of her that RJ Grimes thought was gone for good. -------------------------- ‼️Listen to the music for a good experience. Each song is chosen to fit the mood, and has the zombie apocalypse feel. Most don't have words, they're mainly background music.‼️ ⚠️THE ONLY CHARACTER IN THIS BOOK THAT BELONGS TO ME IS RJ GRIMES. THE PLOT AND THE CHARACTER BELONG TO AMC AND ROBERT KIRKMAN. THE ONLY THINGS IN THIS BOOK THAT ARE MINE ARE RJ GRIMES AND A FEW CHAPTERS THAT WERE MADE FROM MY IMAGINATION⚠️ ‼️also this book follows the plot of the TWD TV series‼️ (The chapters will get long at chapter 7, as each chapter will be about an episode long after chapter 6) Started- October 20th, 2020 Ended-??? 01/20/22 • 07/04 & 07/07 2022- #1 In 'Kristen Stewart' 06/28/21- #1 in 'Walkers' 08/01/21- #1 in 'Walking Dead' 04/04/2022- #1 in 'Dixon' 06/17/22- #1 in 'Dixon Brothers' 06/28th/22 - #1 in 'Daryl Dixon Fanfiction' 09/11 - 9/19/22 - #1 in 'Walker' 10/25/22 - #1 in 'Walsh' 09/18/23- #1 in 'amc'

"Why are you doing this?" I grab his arm before he storms out the house, but he just shakes me off and keeps walking. "Daryl!" I scream before he can step off the tiny porch. He turns abruptly and storms back over to me. "What?! What do ye want from me?!" He screams, the veins in his neck pop out as he breathes hard. "I know you don't like me, but you can't always run away!" I point a finger at his chest and jab him as I say every word. "Like ye? Ye just don't understand!" He turns to walk away again but stops himself and turns back with a pained expression. "Mel, I love ye!" he screams. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Melinda Greene is 32 with straight blonde hair and big blue eyes. On her way out of Atlanta to find her family she runs across Rick. He insist that she come with him but all she wants to do is find her family and fiancé. Can Rick and the group help her find what she wants? Or is it all gonna go down hill and her end up with the one guy she despises? Daryl Dixon Mature content. All rights reserved. I do not own any of The Walking Dead characters or the story line. Poorly written in the beginning, but it gets better as you go.

This is a Daryl Dixion x OC (Kira) Fanfiction. There may be some sexual content in the story but it will mainly be based on the romantic side of things. Kira is a girl that has woken up in the woods with no memory on how she got there, she runs on instinct away from rotting people chasing her only to end up trapped. A man with a cross bow stops by to help her and trains her to help her fight. What will happen if she gets too close to her new teacher and end up becoming closer then she intended to him and his group. Read to find out the adventures of Daryl Dixon and Kira. This generally follows the plot to the series but a few changes have been made because of Kira's influence to the group. hope you enjoy :) Also the cover photo is not mine i got it from tumblr hope noone minds (^ '.' ^)

Jinx - (n) a person or thing that brings bad luck. TWD fanfiction | Daryl Dixon x OC | starts season 1. I don't own The Walking Dead or any of its characters, only Jinx.

The world wasn't how it was before Not even close No more people, no more going shopping or having casual strolls on a hot summer day, no more stopping at your favorite coffee shop in the morning before work or school No None of that The dead walked the grounds now Tearing apart anything living they could find, killing No more freedom It's all survival now My name is Olivia Holt, and this is the story of how the world went to hell in a hand basket. ∆ ACCOMPLISHMENTS∆ Ranking 15 in #twd

Months now I had been here for months The sun hadn't touched my skin Nature hadn't graced my eyes It was dark I hated small spaces But dad locked us in Told us he would come back for us when it was safe He hadn't come back And we were running out of water And food And supplies What happened out there that was so dangerous We knew it was a virus But what happened What was going on We couldn't stay here forever Time was running out We had to leave the celler *WILL CONTAIN GRAPHIC CONTENT*

Callie, or cal as she likes to be called, is the bastard born daughter of Hershel-another title she likes to give herself. During Hershel's drinking days, he made a big mistake-he got a woman pregnant. Being the scared and delusional farmer he was back then, he ran away and went home hoping he could forget the situation forever. Callie showed up with a sheriff at his door a few years later and Hershel was forced to care for her but the relationship is not that of his other two daughters, Maggie and Beth. Now, as the world is turning to shit and so is Cal, it's up to a certain redneck to save her. The only problem, that redneck needs to be saved himself-and he doesn't want to be saved.