❝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 }

"I guess she really was a crybaby" - She was a girl who loved a boy, He was the boy who didn't want to be loved by her.

Eden Hollister is a loner. She's had a tough childhood, and finally feels welcome when the zombie apocalypse happens. She doesn't spend a lot of time with groups, however, she comes across Rick Grimes and his group and develops into a new set of challenges. How does Eden handle them, and what becomes of her as she is forced to face her past?

Recently there have been a number of unexplained deaths in my neighborhood. Everyone is on edge. Many believe it is murder. The main suspect is a girl living alone in the huge, old-fashioned house at the end of the street. Her name is Melanie Martinez. [August 2015 - August 2016]