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 m...
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 livin...
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 b...
I was 20 years old when I completely packed my whole life and moved to Georgia. My mom supported my des ion but my dad on the other hand, had a different opinion. He thought it was dumb to move down there just for my favorite show being there. I applied for an internship on the show the walking dead and was chosen for...
Featured in the Wattpad FanFic Walking Dead FanFiction Reading List: http://w.tt/1Wi6r0W Also featured on the Walking Dead: Road to Survival Walking Dead Fanfiction reading list: http://w.tt/1HeC2Vg This is my take on how Daryl and Merle discovered the walkers and how their father met his maker. I make no claim to the...
DISCLAIMER: If you enjoy poorly thought-out stories (with a weird story-line) and super super cheesy and sappy romance that was written by a twelve year old girl, then please, have fun reading this! I mean, at least it has Norman Reedus in it. (Enter at your own risk, I apologize for embarrassing mistakes, big or smal...
Vulnerability should never equate to weakness. Amy Wilson had always relied on her older brother to keep her from harm. Even when the dead began to rise, this had not changed. She was not a fighter. Amy couldn't handle a gun, couldn't function around blood and gore, and certainly couldn't live with herself after killi...
"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...