"I mean, it might make for better sex, if we irritate each other a bit." I shrugged, finally saying the word out loud. He was considering it. Not only considering it, but by the look on his face, was wholly convinced. But something was holding him back. I threw the box back to him, and he caught it. "There could be rules." I shrugged, holding my hands behind my back, and moving closer to him now; our bodies getting dangerously close. "There should be." He agreed. - When Jess Weber was freed from the prison infirmary, she wholeheartedly needed a distraction. And what better distraction than a crossbow-wielding hunter carved in the image of a god? Albeit, an irritating one. The rules were simple: 1. Just sex, no feelings. 2. No one could find out. 3. The vest stays on. 4. No kissing. 5. It was a one-time thing. But as the rules start to crumble around them, Jess and Daryl slowly realize that maybe, just maybe... some rules were meant to be broken.

Riley Robinson was used to making it on her own. It was more than a year into the end of the world, and she was mostly indifferent to where she was at. She was relatively safe in a camp, with a guy she decently liked, and was getting through each day unscathed... Hell, she was just happy to be around people again. But after Pete is killed by the Governor, she sets out in a haze from her neutral existence where she links up with Rick Grimes, and meets a certain crossbow-wielding hunter named Daryl Dixon. She soon realizes she never had to settle as they start to fall for each other. But things aren't always as easy as they seem, and Riley and Daryl have a long road ahead of them. Join them on their adventure through love, loss, heartbreak, friendships, and new beginnings as they gain their footing in this new world together. "We move forward... as we move the very world forward." - King Ezekiel #1 in zombieapocalypse 11/12/25 #1 in reedus 11/23/25 #1 in rosita 12/6/25