[NEGAN'S DAUGHTER] It's understandable that everyone's afraid of me, I guess that's what comes with the package of being the daughter of a man hated by many people. © In which a boy and a girl of different leaders fall in love, destroying humanity in the process. ©chairhandlerr 2017

⠀⠀ ⠀“What's your name?” ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀“Zoe. Zoe Taylor.” Zoe Taylor was just a normal girl when everything began. She fled her home with her younger brother, no trace of their parents or siblings to be seen. After months of loneliness, they run into Carl Grimes and his group. Will they become enemies? Friends, or even more than that? But in a messed up world filled with the walking dead, nothing much lasts without breaking.

Jessica Wenston, a 14 year old girl, has the struggles of being alone, until a group comes in and changes her life. Dealing with the hardships that come with the apocalypse is MUCH harder than you think... (This story does not follow the storyline of the walking dead, although it may contain some scenes similar to it) Also, feel free to comment any ideas that you want me to add to the story ☺

Veronica is one of a kind and is living in a world where the dead walk. When Veronica ends up joining the group, will she stay by her lover's side, or will she survive the rest of her life alone? ((CURRENTLY BEING EDITED)) Created: 4-26-14 Ended: 1-10-15

Life is broken. That's the only way to explain this damned world. You can't do anything without second guessing your decision, you think that what ever you do is wrong and I can't even count the number of times I've lost my morales. I've had to do things that you should only have to see in the movies. Killing should only be something you hear on the news, but now I don't get a day without hearing people cry and whimper for help or mercy. The world is broken, and it's all thanks to the damned corpses that rise up everyday and chow down on the living. The only reason I haven't given up hope, the only reason I haven't stopped fighting, the only reason I haven't sent a bullet through my brain is because of one thing. This thing that keeps me going, this thing fuels my body, this thing that makes me fight these diseased ridden freaks, is love. The love I have for my family and friends is the only thing that's kept me here, it's the only reason I walk the earth with the dead. Included among my family and friends is the biggest reason I didn't die at the beginning, he's one of the biggest reason's why I protect the prison with my life. This man that saved my life countless times is my broken saviour, this man is none other than my redneck.

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 meets the people who she belongs with, her family. As the group of people fight to survive, Mariah falls head over heels for one man in particular. No matter how hard she tries she just can't seem to forget that redneck. This is a story of many things: love, betrayal, hatred, death, but the most important of all, surviving. I do not own any of AMC's The Walking Dead characters, however everyone else mine, do not copy ANYTHING please. @Copyright 2013.

"Hey asshole that's ours" ◈ [CARL GRIMES/ OC] [SEASON 1 - 6] COMPLETED

It's hard to imagine finding anything as beautiful as love now a days. Passion, desire and friendships is an amazing gift that should be cherished. Protected and aloud to grow more needed than your next breath of air. I never expected to find such happiness and contentment for I was positive I would just simply exist until my time had come. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I would find a man like Rick Grimes much less have him fall for me. I was living the fairy tale until she came back. Out of no where years later she walked through the doors of our camp. Now I stand to loose it all as Rick has to choose between the two of us. His wife or me.......

The end of one world is only the beginning of a new one. [Daryl Dixon]