This is the life story of the one and only Daryl Dixon's daughter. From the struggle of getting custody for her... To the struggle of keeping her alive *pre-apocalyptic through more than half of the story*

Ever wanted to know what it is like to be Daryl Dixon's daughter? Meet Rose Dixon, a normal 10 year old girl, but what happens when the apocalypse hits and the dead start walking around. Without her father she has to learn to fend for herself. Will she ever find her father and uncle? If so what would happen? Read to find out.

As Carl and his group slowly and painfully survive the apocalypse, turns out someone else was too. (Y/n) was living in what was left of the world alone, hungry... but not scared. When (Y/n) meets Carl and his group its the last thing she thought she would be scared of... Trusting people. And most importantly, falling in love. The book cover is by @insanityorremedy!

"I have nothing, they all left this world but that doesn't mean they left my head. I hear the screams, the pleas, I hear my bullet going through their heads. And I'm now forever haunted by the faces of the people I once called family, the family that I had to kill in order to stay alive."

Rick, Carol, Daryl, Michonne, and Glen were out on a run in a nearby town about sixty miles away from Alexandria. Everything was going great until they found someone that's identity shocked everyone. It's only been two weeks since everyone arrived in Alexandria. Her name... Will be revealed when you read the book!

My life was a mess before the world went to shit, so when humanity was exiled from the face of the earth, it didn't surprise me. Why should it? My life made no sense before the world ended, so why should it all of a sudden change? Why should the dead walking around change anything? Because we as humans expect the dead to stay in their coffins or remain as scattered ashes? Just because we are living we expect to be of greater importance than the deceased. I am Zelda, and I got lucky when everybody else lost it all.

Ok so this is a Daryl Dixon fanfic You are Rick's sister. You name is Jena Grimes. You and Carl are best friends. You get along with Lori but you don't like her. Disclaimer- I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE WALKING DEAD CHARACTERS. JUST THE ONES I MADE UP *Completed*

You are the main character in this story. You meet Daryl in the woods, and become part of his group.

Rick pulled the trigger, Shane hadn't a second to react, he dropped to his knees quickly. Fortunately, the bullet hit his shin. Shane gripped his leg tightly and cried out. "You son of a-" Rick pressed the barrel of his gun to his forehead. "Shut up." Shane looked up at his once best friend, unaware of the walkers quickly approaching from the woods behind them. "This is what is going to happen. You are going to take your car and leave. If I see you ever again, I'll put you out myself." Rick warned. Shane scrambled to his feet, despite the wound he wasn't about to beg Rick for forgiveness, he made his choice. Shane left the Greene farm as quickly as he could, leaving the rest to the herd of walkers that had begun to take over the farm. "Adios." He stuck his middle finger up, driving fast down the dirt road."We will meet again, old friend." Kate Rosewood huddled in a corner of the abandoned BP gas station. She was all alone, Kate had always been frightened of the end of the world but never imagined it would happen in her lifetime. The walkers were everywhere outside, she had maybe two bullets left in her gun, a hunter knife that desperately needed to be sharpened lay at her side. "Oh god." She whispered over and over again, hoping for someone to come rescue her. How she survived this long was a mystery. The doors of the gas station flung open, Rose screamed thinking her time was up, what she didn't expect was a gun going off, someone picking her up and running to a car outside. Based on The Walking Dead TV Series: Contains Spoilers