You knew Carl from before all this happened. Your moms were best friends and would sip wine on your back porch while the two of you played pretend in the backyard. The day the world went to shit, you were dismissed from school early and Lori had to take you home. You never thought you'd see Carl again after you slid t...
[NOT FINISHED] WARNING, this story will contain depictions of violence, strong language, smut, substance abuse, age gap, suicide, weapons, and content that may be shocking to some readers. Reader discretion advised. Do not steal my book. Rights belong to me. There will most likely be spoilers if you haven't watched t...
"We'll be okay," Glenn whispers. "We were never okay and we're never gonna be," I whisper. "Just be quiet so we aren't heard. One wrong move and we're definitely not gonna be okay," He whispers back. This book is not the greatest I was most likely on crack so bare with it.
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...
short imagines to make you happy and/or sad ;) want to request an idea? go to chapter 35; FAQ [[ there will always be warnings for smut, depression and spoilers ]]
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...
the world is dying, maybe we should just let it completed august twentieth, 2O13.