ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴏᴄ ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡. (𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭.) ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀᴋᴀ ᴄᴀʀʟ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ

rick grimes x fem!oc

Scarlett Avery has had a rough life between her abusive father to her abusive husband, she ends up running away to a small town outside of Georgia wanting to keep a low profile and continue her medical career with fear of him finding her and her needing to run like she always did. But in a small town there's no hiding who you are, where meeting Officer Rick Grimes in a bar and telling him her life story and becoming friends with him and his partner Shane Walsh along with his family, feeling safe there. Yet when Rick gets shot and she saves his life only for him to end up in a coma, the world falls apart and becomes a place for the dead rather then living, she's the only one around to make sure he stays alive. And when he wakes up, the two of them head off on a journey to find his family.

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗸? ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴏᴄ x ᴅᴀʀʏʟ ᴅɪxᴏɴ

THIS VERSION OF THE STORY IS NO DISCONTINUED. THE REWRITE OF THE END IS NEAR FOLLOWING BO HOWELL IS NOW UP ON MY ACCOUNT UNDER THE SAME NAME (THE END IS NEAR REMASTERED VERSION!) CONSIDER GIVING IT A READ!

"ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴏɴᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏɴᴇ, ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇᴜᴘ ᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ." 11-year-old Valerie Dixon is already a force to be reckoned with. Raised by a drug addicted, single father and his crossbow-wielding brother, dealing with hunger, lack of sleep, and no real place to call home, Valerie had a lot on her plate. And that was before the dead started walking.

She wasn't looking for redemption. He wasn't interested in salvation. A chance meeting leads to new alliances, but safety is only an illusion. Fate has made its move, but it will only carry them so far. After that you have to choose: fight or die. The world ended the day the dead rose. Can she build a life in what remains or is fate not done yet? (Daryl x OFC) ~ I tried to stay true to the characters, and with the addition of some original scenes, this will follow the TV show (eventually). There will be some minor and major changes along the way. Hope you like them. Enjoy! I don't own/have any rights to TWD or its characters, scenes, etc. However, my characters (especially Alex) and the plot lines I have created are my own. Please do not plagiarize.

𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙚: 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳. "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘳." ༻❁༺ They say every person has a mirror image of themselves. An example would be between the Grimes and Smith families. Both fathers took charge leading their respective communities. Both younger sons stayed by their father's side and did as they were told, while the elder ones tried to keep the peace inside. And when both mothers met their fate the fathers took the world by storm. In another world they most likely would've gotten along, but as they were just so similar it's truly no wonder why they hated each other so much. ༻❁༺ (Featured on the Wattpad Tik Tok Trending Reading List!) (OC x OC) (OC x Carl Grimes)

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛, eliza smith has been on her own for longer than she can remember. after a huge argument with her father and the death of her mother, eliza decided to go her own way. until, she stumbles (quite literally) across an old farm house and meets new people who take her in and bring her on an entire journey of survival. twd x main fem oc! male oc x fem oc!

She was immense. Six foot three, maybe taller, with shoulders that could rival a linebacker's. Her arms were thick with corded muscle and the most striking thing was the network of scars that laced her skin. Some were thin and silvery, others thick and puckered, a roadmap of old battles and harsh encounters. The most astonishing one was the one on her face. Covering most of her cheek and over her left eye, parting her eyebrow. Her left eye was a milky white while the other eye was a bright brown, telling all that she was half-blinded. Deanna's smile faltered. She forced a little chuckle. "That's... well, that's Frankie." Frankie didn't acknowledge their presence. She was busy hoisting a massive crate of what looked like salvaged farm equipment. She moved with a fluid grace that belied her hulking size. When she did look their way, her gaze was cold as glacial ice. "We call her Frankenstein," Spencer said, his voice confident, humorous. **** Daryl Dixon x Female OC No little petite OC who's sassy. This is a gladiator woman who Daryl Dixon becomes obsessed with! A blushing mess, really. And she's big, thick and badass. Enjoy :3