Valerie is back after months of putting together a prison the group had found. Now settling down, where things are hoped to be safe turns deadly wrong after the Governor, decided to attack them. The group fought back with equal force scattering the Governor's men. Valerie and the group traveled back to woodbury where they retrieved the rest of the Woodbury people and started a sanctuary at the prison. Everything was fine... But nothing is fine in the walker infested world now-a-days. People are dying, people are getting killed. Accident's happen. Love ones are lost. The group is falling apart. Rick is no longer the leader. Valerie and Daryl's relationship is tearing apart bit by bit, as she tries to stable the boat that is rocking dangerously. The group is in chaos. Too many people to protect the new arrivals... less people to protect the original group from the farm and Atlanta. Join Valerie Annabren as she struggles to maintain her relationship that is slowly drifting apart, and the now broken group that has been breaking ever since the beginning. Can Valerie cope with the pressure? Will she be able to live in this world now that she finally realized it's more important? Will she let go of what they have created all this months? Join Valerie Annabren as she battles the world with fury, and hate in: Don't let go Sequel to Gone! Please read that book or this will not make any sense!

"Why're you bein' so nice to me?" "I would want the same if I were you." Hope Starling was alone when the dead started rising. She had always been alone, with parents that had disowned her and no friends to help her. Inside the department store in Atlanta, she was ready to end it. Still, something was stopping her, but she can't explain it. Daryl Dixon is a lone wolf. Moody, arrogant, broken, he's labeled as the badass of the apocalypse. He will shoot you dead without a second thought if you cross him, and no one does. What he needs is an angel, a Guardian Angel. What happens when two people, seemingly polar opposites, meet? Book One in the Apocalypse Angel Trilogy Highest Ranking: #97 in Fanfiction Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic The Walking Dead Reading List

Hope Dixon has done things that she never thought she'd be capable of in order to survive. After the Governor's assault on the prison, her family was scattered, broken, unsure of whether they would ever find each other again. Reuniting in a train car inside Terminus was unexpected, but welcome, and together they fought their way out. Back on the road, struggling to survive, the challenges pile up. When a new community opens its doors to her group, Daryl's lone wolf background does little to help them overcome the new struggles that come with living among strangers. Grief keeps them apart and insecurity threatens to keep it that way. What's more, Hope realizes that something has happened that will forever change her relationship with Daryl. How does she tell him when their relationship feels on the brink of falling to pieces? Book Two in the Apocalypse Angel Trilogy

Julie had always lived her life in fear. She grew up with two alcoholic parents that always took their anger out on her. When the zombie apocalypse breaks out, Julie is out on her own, until she meets Rick Grimes and is brought back to his camp. She takes notice of Rick's best friend, Shane Walsh and his attempts to win her over, but Julie begins to focus on a stubborn, rude, redneck who she is similar to in many ways. Daryl Dixon. Julie begins to take a liking to Daryl, and eventually gets tangled up in feeling that she thought she would never have for any guy. Julie falls for Daryl, but will he ever feel the same way that Julie does?

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!!

"It's you and me Daryl, like it always has been." I say, looking into his dark blue eyes. "The way it always will be." He states. I nod my head, a small smile on my lips, "Always." Bree Winchester had known the Dixon brothers since she was running around in diapers. Living next door to the Dixon brothers came with its ups and downs. Daryl was her best friend growing up, he always had her back and she always had his, with Merle protecting the both of them. She had always liked Daryl but knew he never saw her that way. She knew that no matter what, Daryl would always protect her. When the dead began to walk and the world went to hell, she ran off under the protective arms of Daryl and Merle. There they met a group of survivors and everything changed. With Merle's disappearance, a Bree is all Daryl has left in this new world. Will she be enough for him? Will their relationship change without the influence of his older brother? Can they become something more? Copyright ree_louise I do not own any of AMC's stories or characters.

Alexa was cast as a new character on the hit show The Walking Dead. She's the love interest of the redneck bad boy Daryl Dixon but what happens when she falls for the actor playing Daryl.

"Hey did you hear," Liz said walking, more like running, up behind me said. "Hear what," I asked turning around from in front of my locker to look at her. "We got a new Drama teacher," she said grinning from ear to ear, "and I hear he's hella sexy and available!" Great, new teacher on first day of school the same year I'm a teacher's aid.

"Can I try something?" He asked grabbing my hand as we sat on the couch. "Um... sure. What is it?" I asked. "Just know that if you feel uncomfortable or you don't like it, tell me, okay?" I smiled and he grabbed my hand, leading me to his bedroom. "Norman, what are you doing?" I asked. "Just sit down sweetheart," he said softly. He called me sweetheart which was normal, but this time when he said it, it was filled with lust.

"You never told me your name..." I have to do it. I have to know her. The girl peers over her shoulder, shifting her handcuffed wrists around, and then winks. My knees go weak, and I lean back against the wall. "Don't worry about it." she says. That was the exact moment she stole my heart: Inside a police station. In custody. But who cares? I was in love. And nothing could stop me from getting to her; not even cuffs.