❝When it was quiet, I didn't have to worry about a monster trying to make me its lunch. I did, however, have to worry about my wandering thoughts, and I'd have a different monster on my hands if I let them wander too far.❞ ↣ A virus has erupted, turning loved ones into mindless, ravenous, killers. Where the rest of the world sees madness, Kathryn Johnson sees opportunity. She runs from her immutable hell, disappearing into the trees of Northern Georgia. Little does Kathryn know, she hasn't escaped hell, rather swapped one for another. In a moment of unhampered curiosity, she stumbles upon a group that won't take no for an answer. Through these people, Kathryn finds herself examining the walls she's kept herself locked behind. After a lifetime of unknown, a question waits for her on the other side: Can the broken be fixed? ↣ { Featured in the @WalkingDeadRoadtoSurvival "Top Walking Dead Fanfiction" reading list } { ➊ The Walking Dead } { ➌ The Walking Dead Fanfiction } { ❺ Daryl Dixon }

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?

"I would have thought with your family background that bullying would be that last thing you did." Lorna scowled. "You don't know anything about my family." Daryl spat. "Your father is friends with mine. They like to have a few drinks and then use me as their personal slut." She said, shrugging her shoulders and walking away.

The story of a broken woman and a broken man removing their masks for each other. The dead roam the earth to feed off the living and Melissa Greene-Jackson-- a small town woman from Georgia-- struggles to keep herself, her family, and everyone she cares about alive. Including the crossbow-wielding hunter: Daryl Dixon. "If I left, would you have come with me?" (Season 2+)

Best friends facing the harsh realities of the apocalypse meet a blue eyed sheriff who may twist the priorities of one of them...

sometimes, the world doesn't need another hero. sometimes, what it needs is a monster. [ #67 IN FANFICTION ] [ completed / editing ] BOOK 1 t. walking dead / daryl dixon seasons 1 - 2 DEWITTS © 2015

Half Italian and half redneck, Isabella Rosa Dixon is the daughter of that mouthy old redneck Merle Dixon. She hasn't seen her father since before the world went to shit. She finds refuge with a group of survivors who are being led by a sheriff's deputy named Shane Walsh. Can they all survive this together? Can Shane tame this Italian redneck or will it be the other way around?

Surviving is what Rowan does best. She's been alone almost since the beginning and it's suited her just fine. Lately things have changed; a group has appeared and she can't help her interest in them, especially one particular redneck with a crossbow. What will happen when they meet? Will the two loners of the apocalypse realize that they're better off together? **As always my descriptions kind of suck but trust me, this story is worth the read!!

Again, I do not own ANY of the Walking Dead characters except for the ones that I created.

**currently editing which is why it's ongoing but I won't be publishing the new chapters till I'm done** I do not own any characters from TWD T.V show or comic book. I only own those that I created.