𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞. 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐞𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐲, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭.

My chest exploded with excitement, his words making me clench my thighs together. Mattheo shoved his knee between my legs making me gasp, his touch finally returned to my body. "Don't do that." I squeezed my thighs around his thigh, making him groan. "Fuck Aurora." Mattheo rasped. I rolled my hips against him, a strangled moan escaping my lips. "You're pretty fucking pathetic." Mattheo spat releasing my neck, his hand moved down my chest, filling my stomach with anticipation. "You're really that needy?" Mattheo asked. His fingers brushed over my clit making me squeeze my eyes shut, holding back a moan. CONTAINS DRUGS/ SEXUAL CONTENT/VIOLENCE/TOXIC RELATIONSHIP Highest rankings #1 in Blaise zabini #4 in Mattheo Riddle #1 in Riddle #2 in kink #1 in book #9 in knifeplay #1 in hookup #2 in wizard #2 in wizarding world #1 in Ron Weasley

A rather short story revolving around Ward Meachum and an OC called Alayna Crane. I just felt like writing fanfiction again, and it's a nice training. If you haven't watched Netflix's Iron Fist yet and don't want to be spoilered, read no further. Yellow Hibiscus follows the events of season 1.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 | these were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence. t. walking dead 𝐨𝐜 / 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐧 ENDED - INCOMPLETE darylsdixons © 2014

❝ in the sound of silence, we found sanctuary. in every word unspoken, love. ❞ daryl dixon x oc twd seasons 4-? cover by @xsparrows

sometimes, the world doesn't need another hero. sometimes, what it needs is a monster. [ #67 IN FANFICTION ] [ completed / editing ] BOOK 1 t. walking dead / daryl dixon seasons 1 - 2 DEWITTS © 2015

❝ look who's digging their own grave. ❞ ❝ that's what they all say. ❞ ﹙ the walking dead fanfiction ﹚ ﹙ daryl dixon x oc ﹚ ﹙ season one - season eleven. ﹚ ﹙ started 11/15/20 ﹚ ﹙ note; lowercase intended, story will undergo editing when completed due to mistakes. ﹚ ﹙ finished [ ] ﹚ achieved rankings: #1 in daryl 01/07/21 #7 in thewalkingdead 01/04/21 #10 in twd 03/28/21 #14 in normanreedus 01/07/21 #2 in daryl-dixon 03/07/21 #1 in daryldixonfanfiction 01/30/21 #3 in dixon 07/19/21 #1 in twdfanfiction 10/28/21 ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ; any gifs, images that are used in this book do not belong to me unless stated so. this story will include sensitive topics. added characters belong to me!

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.

A world gone to shit, a group just trying to survive and two people who were polar opposites in a world before this. Can you truly find happiness in the zombie apocalypse? Especially when it's in the hands of a shy, guarded redneck like Daryl Dixon?