Mysterious. Its a word that can discribe Sam. The torn, broken soul that couldn't be healed. It was like that until she meet him. It had been years since the last time she spoke. He had helped her through that and more. surviving and protecting the ones you love. Even if it might kill you.

¿Una diseñadora de moda en el fin del mundo? Suena loco, lo sé, pero esta es la historia de supervivencia de Scarlett Bowers. Una mujer que nunca antes se había enamorado, ni había tenido amigos, y su familia era unida, para ella eso era la vida perfecta. Hasta que los muertos comenzaron a revivir, volviéndose en antinaturales. [fanfic original] [daryl dixon x oc female] [temporada 3] La familia Bowers y Judy Lee son de mi autoridad, el resto de personajes son pertenecientes a su respectivo creador. °°°the walking dead fanfic°°° -t

La mejor amiga de Merle llega al campamento. Daryl nunca iba a decir lo que realmente pensaba de ella, siempre fue un hombre que no mostraba sus sentimientos pero ella lo iba a hacer cambiar de opinión. ¿Después de muchos obstáculos podrán estar juntos?.

Isis logra sobrevivir milagrosamente al terrible apocalípsis zombie. Caminando sobre los huesos rotos de una sociedad devastada por el caos, experimentará situaciones que la llevarán al borde de su humanidad, al borde de la cordura. Porque la linea entre lo que está bien y lo que está mal ya no existe. Porque es cazar o ser cazado. Porque todos tenemos nuestro intenso y privado apocalípsis. The Walking Dead fanfiction. Portada hecha por @walkergirlyust (@editorialtwd)

❝I'm the violence in the pouring rain. I'm a hurricane.❞ (Daryl Dixon x oc) (Season one - four) (The walking dead) Disclaimer ; I do not own: the media in this book (the GIFS aren't mine) nor the plots, the characters or the scripts of which belong to amc. I do own, however, the main OC and her brother. As well as, any related family members/friends mentioned. Please note ; • This book is under going editing. To see if a chapter has been edited, scroll to the bottom of the chapter. • The sequel to this book is called 'my civilisation.' Again it is unedited, but the main plot is the same in both the edited and the non edited chapters. • Thank you for reading! ((For the Spanish version refer to @ Canela_dulce who kindly translated it into Spanish))

TRUST NO ONE. KEEP MOVING. STAY ALIVE. When the outbreak came and the dead walked Jo and her family promised one another to survive no matter what. Months of running did nothing but take the people Jo loved. Now all that's left are Jo and her sister and it's up to her to keep them both safe. When her sister becomes ill they are picked up by a group who claim to want to help them. Their leader, Rick, was a police officer and refuses to leave them behind. The others are eager to welcome them into the fold but Jo finds herself holding back, hesitant to trust anyone. The longer she stays with the group the closer she finds herself coming to Daryl in particular. Jo wants desperately to keep her and her sister safe, and trust is not something easily earned or given in this new world. And Jo will be forced to learn the hard way it's not just the dead that should be feared. I don't own/have any rights to TWD or its characters, scenes etc. Just my new characters and scenarios. Please don't plagiarize - Jo is mine. I have changed a few things, but tried to stay true to the original characters. This story starts in season one and will follow the story line of the TV show all the way through with the addition of original scenes. Highest Ranked #92 in Fanfic #1 in TWD #1 in Daryl Dixon

Waking up. Usually it's a blessing, a gift from god to live another day. Now it seems more like a curse. Having to watch your back every step and basically await your gruesome death. Living till you're elderly and dying peaceful in your sleep doesn't happen anymore. You're either going to starve, get sick, or now get eaten by the undead. Was this a punishment from god for those who have sinned? No it can't be. My grandpa still wouldn't be here. My mom wouldn't be here. They were both saints. Me on the other hand is debatable. I've thought about ending it all, but they need me. They were the only ones keeping me sane and I'd do anything to protect them. Let me introduce myself. My name is Mae. Mae Roesch, I'm 23 and I live in this hellish world with my mom and my grandpa. Where's my dad you ask? Hopefully dead. I take care of my family now. I hunt, mom cooks and does laundry, and grandpa is the lookout. We actually got a pretty good system going on. It's the same routine everyday. Fight to stay alive.

Ever since the world went down hill, I always knew one thing I had to do, keep my brothers alive. s1-11 Oc x Daryl dixon oc x oc oc x oc

La historia sigue su curso original desde el comienzo, salvo algún que otro detalle, espero que lo disfruten. Cambié muchas cosas de la historia original que escribí hace 2 años. Actualizaciones los lunes y viernes.

"Ain't never had someone properly look out for me." He continued, hands on the wheel. "I don't know how to be... you know... what ya need me to be." "A Dad?" She filled in the space for him. He just kind of nodded. "Yeah. That." "I don't really know how to be looked after." She spoke as well, bringing her feet up onto the seat and crisscrossing them. "So I guess we're both even." -------- Diana is a girl on the run from both the walkers and her past. One day while traveling alone through the woods a certain archer mistakes her for a walker and shoots her. Despite her protests the group tries to get to know her. But Diana wants her past to stay IN the past. All she knows how to do is run. She and Daryl don't like each other until he realizes: she's just like him. Disclaimer: this is FOUND family! They are NOT related by blood.