Curse. 5+ years into the middle of the end of the civilized world as we know it, and the dawn of hope comes near. We all know that the virus came from scientists...but where did THEY get it from? Cure...where the curse lies. Love, where Hate festers? How can this be? Surely, not in this world. Not for her. She can't fall in love. Can she? The fate of the world. It falls to her. She could either be a curse, or a blessing... ....the Child Of The Future.

the world is dying, maybe we should just let it completed august twentieth, 2O13.

Violetta and Crystal Ayers. These two girls have been together since the start. The start of the apocalypse. It's been a year and a half and it's getting more and more dangerous. Violetta, at the age of 13, has to take care of Crystal, who is only 8 years old and living in a world where the dead roam. "Don't trust anyone. Don't stay in one place. No where is safe." That's what Violetta has been telling Crystal since the beginning. At least since their parents were taken by the monsters that now roam the Earth. That was just within the first few weeks. Now, they're alone, and scared but still fighting against the roamers. One day, when they stumble upon a kind group at a prison that seems safe, and they accept the offer to stay, what will happen when they do enter? Will they be safe or will it be just another illusion made by the cruel world?

After the world is reduced to total shit, Nikki must learn to survive with or without her family. With or without the walkers literally biting at her heels. With or without someone there to protect her. *Note: I do not own any characters mentioned in AMC's The Walking Dead **Double Note: This story is set a while after season 3 of the show. It may include a few events that happened on the show, but they will be set in the past and a character will be telling about them. This story will not follow season four and up. ***Triple Note: (wow Julia stop writing notes) I'm ignoring the part of the season 3 finale (SPOILERS!) where all of those Woodbury people come into the prison. I don't think that was a good plot and it's my book soooo... ;]

{I AM EDITING IT ALL TO THIRD PERSON AFTER CHAPTER 6!!! I WROTE THIS BACK IN JANUARY 2014 i think but I know it was in 2014 so to the first chapters.!!!!!Welcome to the tombs and on is already in the third person. And They are really good. Like after the first few chapters it gets really good.} Ava Thomas and Carl Grimes are best friends but what happens when Ava and her mom (Emma Thomas) go to Atlanta for a week and an apocalypse happens. Will Ava and Carl ever see each other again?

Lost words. Lost cares. Lost memories. Lost smiles. Lost tears. Lost feelings. Lost worries. Lost bliss. Forever I will be your, Lost cause. -Amber Green {carl grimes x oc} {the walking dead}

WARNING: this book is poorly written, if you don't like badly written books, I suggest you read my other ones, thank you :) + "They're everywhere.. There's no where to hide You can just run, or fight But otherwise, there's no Escape from the walkers" + [copywriting my story or my book cover is not allowed©] -chairhandlerr; 2016 ©

He starts to head out the door and I follow. His eyes follow mine as he opens the door, and holds it. "Quite the gentleman." I point out. He laughs and shrugs before answering me. "I try." He chuckles a bit more and it causes me to smile again. The boy catches up to where I'm walking. "I'm Carl by the way." He says, looking over at me. "Rylie." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••All characters from the show belong to AMC's the walking dead. I take no credit in making THOSE characters, but the story itself is copyright. Do NOT steal my story, my characters, or the story line. Thank you.

Lauren Dixon, daughter of Merle Dixon. A young girl trying to survive in a zombie apocalypse realises the threats beyond the city, she soon sees the living are equally as harmful as the dead that surround them. - After surviving what felt like so long by herself, Lauren finds a group reluctant to take her in, this brings her closer to her family, but also closer to a young boy who she used to see as the enemy.

His eyes light. His hair dark. He was a walking contradictory. One that I just couldn't stay away from.