Detective Rachel Leia Dawson is already living a life going from one battle to the next when the world she knows is taken over by the walking dead. She will stop at nothing to protect her nine-month-old daughter, Mya, from the dangers of the new world. Her husband, Thomas, is with her, but he is a danger all on his own. When her family of three are eventually found by a man claiming he can offer them asylum, Rachel thinks she can finally give her child a safe place to grow up. Time passes, and the battles of Rachel's life continue behind closed doors, hidden bruises and forced smiles. In her own home or outside the walls, nowhere is safe. Until one day, when a new group of survivors show up at the gates of the community, and one redneck loner figures out that not all is as it seems when it comes to the so-called 'perfect' Dawson household. Will Rachel finally find the courage to tell the truth and escape, or will she keep up the lie until it's too late?

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?

"ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ⁱˢ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵒʳ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿˢ ᵃᶜᶜⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗᵃˡˡʸ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗᵇᵉᵃᵗ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ˢⁱⁿᵍˡᵉ ᶠˡᵃˢʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰʳᵒᵇᵇⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ" ˢᵃʳᵃʰ ᵈᵉˢˢᵉⁿ

𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙩 In which a famous pop star beloved by all has her world tour cut short due to a deadly outbreak that's left her stranded in Atlanta Georgia. Now on the run with the dead hot on her trail, Aurora Collins has a lot to learn to overcome the horrors of the real world, but that just makes relying on the gruff rash and strong Daryl Dixon that much easier. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•..•*¨*•.¸¸♪

"You wanted me to be here!!" she exclaims, spitting up the last of the bile from her mouth. "Why'd you want me here, anyhow?! You didn't answer my damn question." She looks over her shoulder, watching as he gets up off the ground, wiping off his knife before sticking it back in its hilt. He takes a moment, pondering his thoughts before shrugging. "You're the only one who kind of knows what they're doing. Even though you're sick all the time." "Then get me some fucking Pepto and I'll be perfect, lover boy." Daryl Dixon x Female OC

𝐎𝐇, 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐍', 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑, 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑, 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍 ☀️ -ˋˏ ۪ ༻ ── ⟣ ֹ ┃ ☆ ⠀˖𓇬˖⠀ ☆┃ ۫ ── ⟢ ༻ ˎˊ- 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, a kind and beautiful mutant who ended up staying with the Greene family during the apocalypse, finds herself catching the attention of not one, but two gruff men hell-bent on surviving. 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, Solana Keeley, a sun-typed mutant is taken in by the Greene family after she gets stuck visiting her Grandmother, then a mishap during a solo hunting trip were she's happy to help a young boy who'd been shot, only to fall in love with his Father, Rick, and his best friend Daryl. -ˋˏ ۪ ༻ ── ⟣ ֹ ┃ ☆ ⠀˖𓇬˖⠀ ☆┃ ۫ ── ⟢ ༻ ˎˊ- 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒, 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒, 𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐅 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄, 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇, 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐘☀️ -ˋˏ ۪ ༻ ── ⟣ ֹ ┃ ☆ ⠀˖𓇬˖⠀ ☆┃ ۫ ── ⟢ ༻ ˎˊ- Throuple Fan Fiction

✄ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Isabelle (Belle) Contreras is the long term babysitter of Carl Grimes. She was with him when everything went to shit. His mother was on a date with Shane at the time. The two had been continuing their affair even while Rick Grimes, the husband and best friend, was fighting for his life in a coma. The two were wracked with grief about Rick while his mother sought comfort from her side piece. Belle remained strong for the deeply depressed boy, staying by his side and protecting him when Rick wasn't there. But even as Shane and Lori pushed the notion that Rick was indeed dead, Belle never gave up hope. She made sure Carl wouldn't give up on his father either. Something that would soon be proven right and true. Throughout this ordeal, it's later shown that there is more than meets the eye when it comes to the sweet girl, Belle. And it just makes her the more alluring to, not only the ex-sheriff, but also the crossbow wielding redneck.. As time passes, secrets and revelations inevitably come to light. Soon, the relationship between Rick, Belle, and Daryl would soon shift into something neither thought would have ever happened in this lifetime. ✄ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - twd fanfic rick grimes x younger fem oc x daryl dixon !!!at the same damn time!!! ... yes, I'm greedy ... ✄ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ! 𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗴𝗮𝗽 , some 𝗱𝗼𝗺/𝘀𝘂𝗯 , 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗴 , polyamory ! ! 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗲 , 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁, 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 ! ! 𝘂𝗻𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗱𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀 , 𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲 ! ✄ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ENJOY <3

"The Redneck and the Redhead? Seriously?" Love creeps around the corner in the worst times possible. Who knew the Redhead could fire an arrow into the Redneck's heart, especially when the world was ending. 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒙𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏

Daryl Dixon is completely on his own. After the Saviors burn down Alexandria, he thinks that he is the only survivor. Living without the group that he has come to love, has left him as nothing more than a shell of the man he used to be. One day after a brutal fight, he stumbles upon a run-down shack in the woods. As he lay dying on the dirty floor, his life is saved by a complete stranger. These two loners find that living life together is so much better than doing it alone. I haven't written a story in the first person since Broken. It's not as easy as it sounds, but I enjoyed the challenge. This story has taken me months to write and I finished it just days after the Season 8 midseason finale. Any similarities to that episode are pure coincidence. I wrote the chapter (You'll know which one) months before Season8 even started. For anyone that is newly following me or reading my books, I write differently than most. You only start to get chapters once the entire story is written. And it finally is. I hope everyone enjoys Angel.

Nobody ever thought this would happen. The dead have risen and are roaming the earth - desperate for their next meal.It's a gruesome world, and young doctor, Emma James is simply surviving like the rest of them. She's been alone for so long, until she wasn't. She finds a man bleeding out in a ravine, and she is left with no choice but to save him. Daryl Dixon is the first person Emma comes across that wasn't trying to eat her, and she wasn't about to let him slip through her fingers. The pair are thrown together in unfortunate circumstances, finding death and despair around every corner. Daryl Dixon had always been a loner, and he had no idea how much his life would change just by meeting her.