Carly Jenson was the person who got into trouble, suspended, been bullied, and had a really hard life that she rarely talked about. She always kept it hidden. When the Zombie Apocalypse began, she was a run away in the city of Atlanta. She was found by a group that had brought her in... She instantly fell head over heels for the redneck of the name Daryl Dixon! Daryl had also gotten feelings for Carly, but wouldn't show them. Eventually through the time of the ended world, Carly and Daryl are brought to face challenges with one another, and the dead having to act together and think alike to survive. They were brought together with their pasts, and became best friends... It was killing each other inside to think that they were nothing more. That is until one day that brought everything together.. That brought them to see each other better as one rather than two. Will they finally admit their feelings? Or will they just fall apart and remain friends?

"No feelings," you say. "You mustn't have feelings" His ice cold blue eyes, his signature crossbow and his bike. You fear the living and the dead. Especially after you've been captured by dirty, dirty people. Daryl's saved your ass twice already. You need him. One. More. Time. ((Completed and is soon to be edited))

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

** DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was fourteen. Please keep that in mind when you read the overly dramatic passages, uncreative insults, and generally self-centered behavior. Grammar is 95% correct and story is very fun, but this was written by a 14 year old. You have been warned.** ---- "I'm a glass half-full kinda guy." When you find yourself in the middle of the apocalypse in Atlanta, you almost give up on living when four survivors find you in the building you are staying in. And suddenly, you're not giving up on living just yet. - This story is a reader insert, and there are several terms that you, as the reader, may need to know if you have not read one of these types of stories before. The terms are as following: Y/N: your name Y/L/N: your last name Y/F/N: your full name H/C: hair color E/C: eye color H/L: hair length (Follows the events of AMC's The Walking Dead. No characters are mine, they belong to Robert Kirkman and AMC.) creds to: @Shayennfelicity_ for the cover

"If you need a workout buddy I'm here"he said with that smirk. "Okay workout buddy"

After spending a Saturday in detention 6 nee friendships were formed and new relationships . But will they survive the trials of High School I do not own the characters John Bender , Claire Standish, Andrew Clark . Brian Johnson , Alison Reynolds Or Richard Vernon.

BOOK ONE OF THE GOLDSTREAK TRILOGY They found her in the middle of the street, small hands woven into short, dark hair, bent over on her knees, sobbing her heart out as she trembled. It was Tony who did the assessment (because his suit made him good for that) and he was stunned to find the girl was giving off a heat signature so high that the only reading he received was a flashing 'ERROR.' >>> Megan is a disaster, with powers gone wrong. Pietro is a hurricane, stunned by a ray of light that happens to cross his path. [a marvel au - universe 717] [ Now featured on MarvelFanficRec's official reading list! Was a featured Wattpad FanFic story in Nov of 2017! ]

Ethan's nightmares are terrifying. He hates falling asleep; he hates having to witness the twisted world that he's forced into when he closes his eyes. But when they begin to blend into reality, facing them may be his only choice. __________________ IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.