Evelyn (Evie) Dixon's life was never a walk in the park. She was a product of a high school hookup gone wrong. Upon her father finding out he was going to have a daughter, he vowed to give her a better life than he had. But what happens when a virus breaks out years later and they find themselves surviving alongside a camp of people. And what happens when she starts falling for a fun loving ex-pizza delivery boy? Fem OC x Glenn Rhee Fanfic I do not own the walking dead storyline or any characters besides Evie and any other OC #1 in GlennRheeFanFiction 6/6/2024 #3 in GlennRhee 6/26/2024 #2 in Dixon 7/04/2024

"feeling so tired, really falling apart" t.walking dead daryl dixon x fem! oc season 1 - season 11 slow burn start: april 18, 2022 WARNING: any images, videos, gifs that are used in this book do not belong to me unless stated so. this story will include sensitive topics. added characters belong to me...

Childhood best friends. That's the only thing that seemed to be able to describe Evelyn Wright and Daryl Dixon. They had their ups and downs as neighbors over the years, but what happens when a sudden apocalypse hits? Part 1-3 | Pre-apocalypse Part 4-5 | TWD S4- *I do not own any part of TWD, any OC is my own, though*

'𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘼𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝘿𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚...' *** Her world was empty long before the real one came to an end, and she was forced to resort to trusting strangers. Dead bodies walked the Earth, and the living had two options; band together and live, or turn on one another, and die. Tori makes friends (and enemies) within the group she finds herself a part of. One man stands out as the most irritating, yet the one who also has the biggest heart of all of them. They drive each other crazy, but craziness is to be expected at the end of the world. She battles the harsh realities of the new world, as well as the internal struggle that continues to cripple her mind and body alike. *** [Daryl Dixon x OC] [Sexual Content] [TWD - Season 1-11] [Started 6/7/2023] [Finished ???]

Daryl Dixon x f! OC Season 1 of TWD - Unknown #2 in apocalypse #3 in thewalkingdead #1 in grimes #1 in rick #13 in negan

In a world burned down to its bones, love isn't a promise. It's survival. Kennedy Pearce and Daryl Dixon are two hardened souls bound by silence, loyalty, and something neither can name. When the world ended, they found each other. When it kept ending, they learned what it meant to lose. Now every glance carries a history, every touch a question: how do you hold onto love when everything else is built to fall apart? Their bond is raw, flawed, and undeniable, a connection forged in fire and tested by time. In a world where trust can kill you and hope feels dangerous, Kennedy and Daryl prove that some hearts still remember how to fight. • • • Daryl Dixon x Female OC The Walking Dead (Seasons 3 - 11 + spin offs) Please note, this book does include Daryl eventually becoming a father. If you're not a fan of this trope, please check out my other (childfree) Daryl Dixon fic, Bittersweet.

"Rosemary Blue Aldine, a force to be reckoned with. She was the youngest female Victor, and is adored by The Capitol." "She looks harmless." "That, Katniss, is why you need to be careful with little Rosie. She not only has every person in The Capitol wrapped around her finger, she also has Finnick who would cut his arm off to save her." "Didn't she have a breakdown?" "A big one, but now she's angry. She won't just throw one knife, she'll throw two before you even see them coming. Trust me, she threw a knife at me a few years back, it almost cut my ear in half, and that was a warning." "So how do we beat her?" "Oh, I have no clue." • Despite the urge to simply accept her death sentence, a promise to her family kept her going. Gone was innocent Rosie who loved collecting flowers, the second her fate was sealed and she walked up onto the podium, she became a pawn of The Capitol. No one ever wins The Games, it's all about how much you lose. And it felt like Rosemary lost everything she loved, stripped from her piece by piece. But she still had him, and she'd sooner die than let go.