Willow Walsh, hija de un oficial de policía, siempre fue terca y tuvo los pies bien puestos sobre la tierra. Nunca se le hubiera pasado por la cabeza tener que algún día usar un arma, cazar ardillas que siempre perseguía en el parque o siquiera vivir una vida en la que su padre no pareciera suyo, ni tampoco su padre. Portada: @-tortchur

porque si las lastimaba... no podía lastimarme a mí misma. VIOLET x FEM!OC ARCANE: SEASON ONE COVER BY FREAKLOWDEN

No entiendo cómo llegué aquí, se suponía que ellos eran los hombres de Yeon Hee-soo, pero por alguna razón estos tres hombres me estaban rodeando. -¿Qué están haciendo aquí? Dije retrocediendo lentamente, intentando estar lo más cerca de la calle, si necesitaba escapar de estos tres leones los cuales parecían que podrían atacar en cualquier momento. -Pequeña, ¿No has escapado varias veces? -¿Quién te dio el permiso de escapar? De pronto, uno de ellos se arrodillo, haciendo me a mí, dar un pequeño salto. -Yo me equivoque ¡¿QUÉ DEMONIOS ESTÁ PASANDO?! 💮No se permiten copias ni adaptaciones 💮Obra original 💮Novela R-17 (no habrá partes R-19) 💮Actualización martes y jueves (Si todo va bien) 💮Buena-media escritura

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?

"𝐀𝐦 𝐈 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭? 𝐎𝐡 𝐧𝐨, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧' 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, "𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨" 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥" A GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY FANFICTION -Donde Tzayra Quireth es una mujer solitaria y poco sociable, aunque esto cambia cuando conoce a un pintoresco grupo de relegados como ella. Juntos forman una familia y talvez algo más...- © MissMultiverse

Bellona Hart, a thirty-year-old veteran, wasn't deaf, but sign language was how she communicated with the world. It wasn't because she had nothing to say. It was more so that the Seals taught her to keep her mouth shut on any kind of information, and after eight years of doing that, she decided that keeping quiet was easier. She was still supposed to be overseas, but had come home early to surprise her family. Unfortunately, during her layover in ATL, all hell breaks loose and she wishes she was still on the battlefield. Fortunately, she found people that took her in and she would protect them with her life. OR Daryl Dixon doesn't like to talk, but somehow finds himself rambling to fill the silence that she brings. OR Another Daryl x OC fic for your feed | Season 1 - ? | Rankings: 03/03/26 - Daryl Dixon - #1 03/02/26 - Dixon - #3 03/03/26 - Carl Grimes - #3 03/19/26 - Shane Walsh - #1 08/12/25 - The Walking Dead Fic - #1 03/03/26 - Daryl Dixon Fanfiction - #1

"i'm not stupid. i see the way he looks at her. he doesn't love me. not anymore." "well, he's a stupid son-of-a-bitch then." [the walking dead; season 2-??] [started; 01-27-26] ©️solar_fIare 2026 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED RANKINGS; 02-13-26 out of a 1000+ stories #1 in daryldixonfanfiction #15 in thewalkingdead #12 in glennrhee #62 in daryldixon #29 in twdfanfic

For Iris, the apocalypse arrived in silence. Deaf since birth, she didn't hear the sirens or the screams of the dying in Atlanta. She only felt the bone-shaking rumble of tanks and the frantic pulse of the city's heart failing. Accompanied only by Dusty - a Blue Heeler trained to be her ears - Iris must navigate a landscape where sound is a death sentence and silence is the only sanctuary. When she stumbles upon a fractured group of survivors at a limestone quarry, she finds herself caught between two leaders: a sheriff clinging to the laws of a dead world, and a hunter who understands the music of the earth as well as she does. In a world that has forgotten how to speak, Iris must teach them a new language of survival. Because in the dead zone, it isn't the loudest who survive - it's the ones who know how to listen with their feet.

For almost three years, Lingara Valehart survived the apocalypse by doing what others would call impossible - hiding instead of fighting, running instead of standing her ground, and refusing to let the world harden her heart. While others became stronger, colder, and deadlier, she remained soft. And somehow, she survived. What Lingara doesn't know is that somewhere along the way, two mesmerizing bluish eyes of a quiet hunter with a crossbow began watching from the shadows. Daryl Dixon. At first, it was curiosity. A flash of red hair between the trees. A strange girl who smiled too much for the end of the world. Then it became something else. Something neither of them realized was happening. Because sometimes, the people protecting us don't even realize they're doing it. ₊˚.༄🦋⋆˚｡୨୧🏹๑‧˚₊ꔛ⊹˚🧟‍♂️₊꩜ 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. Top Rankings: 🏅#1 twddaryldixon 🏅#1 daryldixonfanfiction 🏅#1 twdlovestory 🏅#1 glennrhee 🏅#2 thewalkingdeaddaryldixon 🏅#4 twdcast 🏅#16/26.5k zombieapocalypse 🏅#21/44.7k zombies

Althea Medarda's life was forged in the flames of war, abandoned amidst the wreckage and taken in by the fierce Ambessa Medarda. Trapped under the weight of her mother's ruthless expectations, Althea's struggle to find herself led her to Piltover-exiled, distant, and alone. There, she met Ekko, a boy from the forgotten depths of Zaun. What began as a simple connection soon blossomed into a bond that neither time nor circumstance could shatter. Together, they dreamed of a world where their homes could coexist, defying the divides that separated them. But one night-one single, devastating moment-ripped them apart, leaving Althea shattered and lost. The bond they shared, once unbreakable, now felt like a distant, unreachable dream. Now, caught between the harsh reality of survival and the ideals they once shared, Althea and Ekko must face the truth. The war that tore them apart is only the beginning. As enemies, as strangers to each other, they'll be forced to confront the devastating cost of loyalty, love, and the unyielding desire to protect what's left of their fractured hearts. Can they ever bridge the distance between them, or has their bond already been destroyed beyond repair?