Merle Dixon never needed anyone. Neither did Harlow Dalton. But when the world goes to shit, all bets are off. (Merle Dixon/OC) #wattys2015 #feels

The fall of SHIELD and decimation of HYDRA was only the beginning. The history you thought you knew was a lie. Bucky Barnes may have escaped from HYDRA, but he didn't do it alone. He went back for a woman he barely remembers, but somehow can't forget. She's the secret everyone would die to possess. Hidden in plain sight until the day she disappeared without a trace. She's been a prisoner for longer than she's been alive, but she's done hiding. Thrust into the middle of a war they never wanted and forced to run from enemies and friends alike the only people they can trust are each other. Can two broken souls find peace or will the enemy they've been fighting their whole lives destroy them once and for all? The world may fear The Winter Solider, but they've never faced a threat like the Soul Stealer. (Bucky Barnes x OFC) ~ While some parts of this story may roughly follow the movies in the MCU there will be major cannon divergence. Hope you enjoy! I don't own/have rights to the MCU or any of its characters. However, the characters and plot lines I've created are my own. Please do not plagiarize.

Original reads: 50K This book will contain nothing but one-shots. They are for 18+ only! DO NOT READ if you are easily offended, or if you dislike SMUT! These stories contain violence, BDSM, drug use, cursing, etc. I do not own The Walking Dead or any of its characters, just my original ideas. This is complete until I get the inspiration to write Merle again.

She wasn't looking for redemption. He wasn't interested in salvation. A chance meeting leads to new alliances, but safety is only an illusion. Fate has made its move, but it will only carry them so far. After that you have to choose: fight or die. The world ended the day the dead rose. Can she build a life in what remains or is fate not done yet? (Daryl x OFC) ~ I tried to stay true to the characters, and with the addition of some original scenes, this will follow the TV show (eventually). There will be some minor and major changes along the way. Hope you like them. Enjoy! I don't own/have any rights to TWD or its characters, scenes, etc. However, my characters (especially Alex) and the plot lines I have created are my own. Please do not plagiarize.

A pre-apocalyptic love story about a young woman and her taboo relationship with her Dad's best friend, Merle Dixon. Will their budding relationship blossom, or will people do their best to destroy what's between them? This fic is for 18+ only! There will be smut, violence, drug use, and Merle acting like Merle. I rarely put warnings on my chapters, but some will have them because the shit that happens in this fic is off the hook! Hope y'all enjoy it. Originally completed April 2017 Original reads before Wattpad nuked my old account - 80K

Original reads: 9k This story will focus on a female serial killer named Raven and her odd relationship with Henry Lee Lucas. It is rated M for mature and XXX for tons of smut. This fanfic will have cussing, violence, blood, murder, and eventual BDSM. This fic is incredibly dark and graphic. I can't express that enough, so if those things bother you, please don't read it. I do not own Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer, just my own ideas. *Most illustrations by Chiara Bautista*

The Road Devils Motorcycle Club is all about brotherhood and family. The lure to have a place where they can belong is what drives the men to become members. Most have no one else to call family. That's just one of the reasons that Daryl "Trax" Dixon call this club home. Another is that his older brother, Merle was a member first. From sixteen years old on, it's all Daryl knew. Here he's treated as an equal, finding the loyalty and family he had been deprived of as a kid. It was where he found his natural talent for fixing cars and motorcycles could not only earn him a living but the respect of the president of his club. He never realized that on one hot Georgia afternoon, after a long solo ride to clear his head, that the motorist stranded her finds on the side of the road would change his life forever.

"and then she does the simplest thing in the world. she leans over and kisses him. and the sky cracks open." || the walking dead | season1-8| daryl dixon ||

When the outbreak first started, Emerson Bradly had barely made it out with her life. Living out of the daycare where she had worked, and caring for a newborn baby that had been enrolled in the daycare prior to the outbreak, Emerson focused on making it day by day. Until he showed up. The Governor. Leader of a town called Woodbury, a town that at first Emerson thought was heaven sent, until it wasn't. Allowed to keep the baby, but confined to the Governor's secret room of walker heads, Emerson is a prisoner meant to serve the Governor's needs. That is, until the strange group of people from the prison show up. OCxDaryl and OCxRick Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or any of its characters. I only own Emerson, Josey, and their stories.