Fan fiction based on 'The Walking Dead.'

"C'mon Anna, everyone wants you to miss. Throw the knife. Throw it!" He snaps. "Or are you still the same weak little good girl that you've always been? Do you still need to be rescued? Throw. The. Knife. Red." Twtwddm brings you the third and final book in the TYG trilogy, Bad Girl.

Sequel to The Youngest Greene. After her sisters death, Anna Greene stops talking. No one really knows why, but they do know that they need to be careful with her. Warning: this book gets to be super dark, and there is some foul language. Please be warned when I tell you it gets kind of violent.

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.

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.

**currently editing which is why it's ongoing but I won't be publishing the new chapters till I'm done** I do not own any characters from TWD T.V show or comic book. I only own those that I created.

Again, I do not own ANY of the Walking Dead characters except for the ones that I created.