Waking up. Usually it's a blessing, a gift from god to live another day. Now it seems more like a curse. Having to watch your back every step and basically await your gruesome death. Living till you're elderly and dying peaceful in your sleep doesn't happen anymore. You're either going to starve, get sick, or now get eaten by the undead. Was this a punishment from god for those who have sinned? No it can't be. My grandpa still wouldn't be here. My mom wouldn't be here. They were both saints. Me on the other hand is debatable. I've thought about ending it all, but they need me. They were the only ones keeping me sane and I'd do anything to protect them. Let me introduce myself. My name is Mae. Mae Roesch, I'm 23 and I live in this hellish world with my mom and my grandpa. Where's my dad you ask? Hopefully dead. I take care of my family now. I hunt, mom cooks and does laundry, and grandpa is the lookout. We actually got a pretty good system going on. It's the same routine everyday. Fight to stay alive.

Carly and her husband jordan have been married for 5 years before the apocalypse started. Jordan was a marine, but was now Atlanta's best lawyer. With a successful husband, nice house, loving families. The Matthews lives seemed to be perfect, but that was far from the case. Before and after the apocalypse. Now Carly is 6 months pregnant with their first child. Food is scarce and every second you're running for your lives. When they start to believe all hope is lost, a man with crossbow just so happens to make his appearance. but what will happen when the group finds out the secrets behind the happy couple? Will she even survive childbirth? What happens when a certain redneck suddenly seems to find a reason to live, but it's with a married woman?

When sixteen-year-old, Anastasia 'Annie' Evans, finds out that her mother's newly-engagement comes with having a stepbrother, she starts to develop a certain attachment to him; not knowing that she's about to embark on a euphoric adventure full of lust, lies, and secrets. [highest ranking : #1 in Fanfiction]

Kayla had a regular life before all this. A loving mother, a father who even though they didn't get along all the time, loved her dearly, and a 16 year old brother who was her best friend in the entire world. But when the apocalypse starts its all different. Her moms gone. Her brothers lost and her dad gets bit, but before he goes 2 men find them. One in a sheriffs hat and the other a redneck with a crossbow. Before her dad dies he makes Rick promise to take care of kayla like she was his own and he plans on keepin it. But for how long? Will he still be there when he finds out her secrets? And how will daryl take it having his walls broken down so easily by this girl? Will he fight his feelings or will he surrender and do anything to protect her? A/N Story will follow the walking dead events, but some may be out of order and some people may live longer

Kayla and the group have gone through more than they every thought could happen. Dealling with the living and the dead. Always sleeping with one eye open, not trusting anyone new, and losing people they love. Its 5 years later. The twins and judith are now 5, carl is 17. Everything is going as well as it can for living in a zombie apocalypse, but for how long? And what happens when kayla is put in a situation that effects her whole family?

One infection causes the society to crumble like a cookie. No military, no economy, no leaders, nothing. No one is coming to save you, no one is there to help. Everyday is a struggle for Mariah Beckon, her adopted brother and sister not making it any easier. When the trio cross paths with a group from Atlanta, she meets the people who she belongs with, her family. As the group of people fight to survive, Mariah falls head over heels for one man in particular. No matter how hard she tries she just can't seem to forget that redneck. This is a story of many things: love, betrayal, hatred, death, but the most important of all, surviving. I do not own any of AMC's The Walking Dead characters, however everyone else mine, do not copy ANYTHING please. @Copyright 2013.

Life is broken. That's the only way to explain this damned world. You can't do anything without second guessing your decision, you think that what ever you do is wrong and I can't even count the number of times I've lost my morales. I've had to do things that you should only have to see in the movies. Killing should only be something you hear on the news, but now I don't get a day without hearing people cry and whimper for help or mercy. The world is broken, and it's all thanks to the damned corpses that rise up everyday and chow down on the living. The only reason I haven't given up hope, the only reason I haven't stopped fighting, the only reason I haven't sent a bullet through my brain is because of one thing. This thing that keeps me going, this thing fuels my body, this thing that makes me fight these diseased ridden freaks, is love. The love I have for my family and friends is the only thing that's kept me here, it's the only reason I walk the earth with the dead. Included among my family and friends is the biggest reason I didn't die at the beginning, he's one of the biggest reason's why I protect the prison with my life. This man that saved my life countless times is my broken saviour, this man is none other than my redneck.