"𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮." = this is a partial slow burn = The world has fallen apart, leaving only the ruthless, and the desperate to fight for what's left. In a world overrun by the dead, survival isn't just about skill-it's about trust. Amara Hangings and her best friend, Henry have relied on each other to make it this far. Whenever they are captured by a group, they cross paths with a stuck-up, crossbow prick named Daryl Dixon. Henry sees danger in Daryl. Amara sees something else. As they fight through this new world, an uneasy trust begins to form. But in a world where attachments are a risk, letting someone in could be the most dangerous choice of all. For Daryl, survival has always been black and white-until Amara proves that sometimes, the gray areas are worth the risk. ------------ This roughly takes place in the beginning of TWD. I changed the plot a bit to fit in more Amara x Daryl and to make more of a new plot while keeping the basics of the TWD season 1 plot. In this Daryl is late 20's- early 30's. I tried to keep in the character of Daryl Dixon as shown in TWD and what they have said in interviews. Enjoy! I DID NOT MAKE THIS CONCEPT. THIS IS A FANFIC FOR THE WALKING DEAD Hey, sorry this is discontinued. My love for walking dead and just Norman Reedus/Daryl Dixon has burned out. I'm so sorry, I truly enjoyed this and who knows- I might come back for some more chapters but for right now I'm focusing on senior year <3 best ranks: #72 in Dystopian #74 in Gory

After losing her family to the outbreak, Iris survives alone in a warehouse, scavenging what little she can from the ruins of the world. During a desperate search for supplies, she's ambushed in a grocery store by a man armed with a crossbow who steals her food, water, and only weapon. Determined to survive, Iris tracks him down, but instead of vengeance, she finds a moment of fragile humanity when he spares her and lets her walk away. In a world overrun by the undead, mercy is rare-and it leaves her more shaken than the threat of death ever could. Days later, Iris crosses paths with Rick Grimes, who offers her safety in his camp despite her mistrust. There, to her shock, she finds the same man from the store-Daryl Dixon. Their reunion is tense and heavy with unspoken emotions, but when Daryl apologizes and Rick insists they work together, something in Iris begins to soften. Amidst the chaos and the ruin, trust flickers between them like the campfire's glow-small, uncertain, but warm enough to remind Iris that even in the end of the world, love can still find a way to begin. *NOT SHOW ACCURATE* It goes by the same plot but some things are different

➷ COMPLETED ➷ fallen angel n; an angel who has been cast out of Heaven for rebellion and deemed to wonder alone. ✘✘✘ ❝𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞.❞ Daryl Dixon had a terrible upbringing. From his alcoholic and abusive father to his always absent older brother due to military. He was always the outcast, a lone wolf if you will. But when he meets Kendra Kelly, the millionaires that live upon a hill on a mansion, he begins to see the beauty in someone and slowly falls madly in love with her. To her heavily made up face, to her sweet laugh, Kendra Kelly is easy on the eyes. So when Daryl asks her to move in, her mother, a woman who loves and takes pride in her image (especially money), is furious, hating Daryl because he has no money for their daughter. Yet when the zombie apocalypse hits, after they have long broken up due to this, the first person he thinks of is his first ever love, Kendra. They eventually find each other, Kendra being in a group with her new boyfriend, Markus Hay. They have no choice but to put old feelings aside, survival the main focus. Follow along with these two poignant characters (Daryl Dixon and Kendra Kelly) that are, undoubtably, the antithesis of one another. The saying goes, "opposites attract." But how long will this actually remain true? Especially when the only world they've known has gone to shit... Buckle up for some extreme mayhem. *Warning* This story includes strong language, sexual scenes, violence and triggering topics. Read at your own risk please. ✘✘✘ I do not own any of The Walking Dead characters, scenes, dialogue, or plot lines when they show up throughout the story, only my own. [ CROSSOVER WITH TWD GAME ] *This book is written in third person narrative* First place in the litwits awards 2018-2019 Started: 7/6/18 Completed: 17/5/19

Elena Monroe was supposed to be starting nursing school. Eighteen, driven, grieving-but healing. Her father had passed from leukemia a year earlier, and all she wanted was to make him proud. Then the world ended. She and her mother packed up the car with her little sister Ivy, hoping to escape Georgia and reach the safety of Atlanta. But what started as a desperate plan shattered on the roadside-when her mother suffered a heart attack behind the wheel. With no emergency services, no help, and only a few months of first aid training, Elena was forced to make an impossible choice. She buried the woman who raised her and drove away with a shell-shocked eleven-year-old in the passenger seat. Gridlock stopped them just outside the city. Walkers flooded the highway. And Elena-bleeding, exhausted, and breaking-stumbled across a group of strangers: Shane Walsh. Lori and Carl Grimes. Carol, Sophia, and Ed Peletier. They took her in. Protected her. Called her strong. But Elena never felt strong. Just awake when everyone else was still dreaming. The quarry became a fragile safe haven. Ivy found laughter again. Elena found purpose. But in a world where everyone turns after death, she'll soon learn... she's not like the rest. In a world built on death, what happens to the girl who won't rot?

THIS STORY IS COMPLETED EDITING SLOWLYIN PROGRESS {I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD OR ITS CHARACTERS I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS} Y/N Greene is Hershel Greene's eldest daughter the older sister of Maggie and Beth. She's the outcast, black sheep, a rebel. She was a photographer before the outbreak who traveled the world. Daryl Dixon shows up with his group and meets the eldest Greene girl who talks back, makes sarcastic remarks, never takes his shit, irritates him, follows him even when he says no and eventually captures the Rednecks' heart. But dear old dad doesn't approve. That doesn't stop his daughter from falling hard for redneck though.

[ season 2 ] ✰ in which every corner of the world becomes the world's most loneliest corner, but the girl tucked away on her family's farm would bet all the money in her pockets that hers is the loneliest. and the guy who meets her up there, bringing his own bettings with him, would beg to differ. ✰ "ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜɪs ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ʙᴀʀɴ ʀᴏᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, 'ᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ᴄʀᴜᴍʙʟᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇs, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪ sᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ɪs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀs ᴡɪᴛʜᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀs."

female oc x shane walsh

Rick Grimes x OC Not following any specific season from the start. ❝ This world wasn't made for love, but that did not mean we couldn't find a place for it; a place just for us. ❞ Finding a group of survivals is one of Hayley's luckiest moments, and fitting in is certainly a blessing. Friends for life are made during the apocalypse, something she never would have expected. While eventually having a well accepted role in the group, she just can't seem to earn the attention of a certain someone, let alone earn his respect. That someone happened to be Rick Grimes; a man that hid his grief and pain to lead the people that hurt just the same as him. Hayley would rather avoid him, and she knows he wants her to, but the two find each other either way, so unexpectedly. Despite avoiding each other and despite the unnecessary bickering, Rick and Hayley have some things in common. What grows between them is so unfamiliar, yet it isn't. Will an unexpected kiss change everything? → #4 under #thewalkingdead #8 under #rickgrimes #4 under #judith

[season 7] ✰ Two survivors burdened with guilt so heavy their faces may never break the surface of grief they are drowning in. But I heard it's less lonely underwater when someone else is drowning, too. ✰ In a world where people worry their God abandoned them. Where people rise just to fall, and only then, will they realize they are king of nothing, and the undead that roam have taken the throne. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER : I do not own any characters or plot lines from the television show The Walking Dead. All rights go to AMC and their original writers and creators.

Carol glanced back and her heart stopped when she saw the scars crisscrossing her back and her unevenly healed ribs making her torso lumped in a few places. She felt tears roll down her cheeks as she unknowingly reached over and skimmed her fingers over the skin, making Asher jump away from her touch. "Did they do this to you?" Asher shook her head no to answer her. "You can tell me the truth, sweetie." "It isn't like that! They saved me from this. They- they saved me from the ones who did this." "What happened to the ones who did this?" Asher looked at the ground, remembering the screams of her mother outside the locked basement door that day. "They got what they deserved." •••A Daryl Dixon Story••• Disclaimer: I do not own any of the TWD characters or main plot, I simply own my characters and my changes to the plot line. THIS STORY IS ALL ONE BIG POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION! Awards: #1- thewalkingdead 1/22/19 #1- rickgrimes 1/28/19