Surviving is what Rowan does best. She's been alone almost since the beginning and it's suited her just fine. Lately things have changed; a group has appeared and she can't help her interest in them, especially one particular redneck with a crossbow. What will happen when they meet? Will the two loners of the apocalypse realize that they're better off together? **As always my descriptions kind of suck but trust me, this story is worth the read!!

**COMPLETED**When the world goes to shit Ashlynn Rose Ford will survive it. She'll Fight To The End. She'll Loose Family Members. Safe Havens Will Be Lost. There'll Be The Bad And The Good. The Dead And The Living. She'll Find Old Friends. She'll Find A Lost Love. She'll Find Out, She's A Warrior... Sequel to the book can be found on @AllisonSarcasm 's account :)

I ran as fast as my feet would carry me. My lungs gasped for oxygen. I knew I had to stop, but he could still be following me. I pushed myself harder. I needed to get away, far away. From him. From this. I remember I just woke up one day, and went to work as usual. I drove my squad car around town on patrol, but I saw bodies. Bodies everywhere. They were dead bodies, but they weren't still on the ground. They were walking around. As if they had re-animated. I shook away the memories from the day it started all those weeks ago and focused on my running. It was almost sunrise and I figured I could stop soon. As soon as I knew I was safe. But I know now that I had fooled myself. In this new world, you can never be safe. I'm Katie Greene, and this is the apocalypse.

Hell's broke lose.. God only knows about this dark plague that has been set upon us. It changes people some stronger.. Makes some weak.. Some will die..Some will thrive.. Some can't handle the thought of almost no humanity. Certain words seem to vanish in the apocalypse.. Such as faith, hope, and love. Your forced to kill your neighbor. And befriend your enemy... Not everyone's going to help you.. Leave you by yourself with no friends, no family. Just you and what's left of the world.. Monsters.... Not only the ones seeking flesh...But the ones inside your mind also.. Fight the dead..Fear the living... «Hunt or be Hunted»

❝ some people find their person in the worst of situations ❞ ➳ MAJOR EDITING {The Walking Dead} {seasons 3 - 7}

Skylar had always felt like she was alone. But when the world went to hell she became truly alone after everyone she cared for died. Wondering into an abandoned store Skylar meets Glenn he takes her back to his camp and she lays eyes on the sexy redneck Daryl and falls hopelessly in love. Caution there will be sex scenes so be aware when you get to one.

In the apocalypse nothing can be certain; it's a world where shelter, safety, and even love are unattainable. *My story doesn't follow all of the events in the Walking Dead, but it does follow some of them*

What happens when the apocalypse breaks out and two exes who haven't spoken to each other in years are forced to live and survive together? No one in the group knows that these two were a former item but they have their suspicions. Broken hearts, betrayal, their past is thrown into the mix. What's to come of their relationship? Will they finally give into the feelings that still remain for each other? Will they continue to push each other away because of the things that happened in their past? Is there still love in this broken, crazy world? Follow the lives of Emery Lucas and Daryl Dixon to watch their story unfold.

Piper Deleware was all alone after her family were killed. Now she's a survivor thanks to Daryl Dixon. They take care of each other, and fall in love. But with their ups and downs, can they make it through this horrible epidemic...Together. I do not own any of the AMC Walking Dead characters @Copyright 2015

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)