"Negan-- that's a strange name," she thought out loud as the large man sitting on the couch before her glared daggers. "Oh yeah? How bout you, princess, what's your name?" She looked up from her knife to meet his hard gaze, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Cassidy...Cassidy Armstrong." In which a mysterious girl kidnaps a sadistic killer. ~Dedicated to GreenWhiteArrows~ {Rated M} Note: all rights reserved

He's a monster, a man who kills without so much as a second thought, one that takes pleasure in the fear of his victims. Addy knows all too well the kind of man she's faced with, after witnessing the death of a friend by his own merciless doing. A man she remembered from before the world went to hell, now welding a barbed bat as he destroyed what her group had worked so hard to build. Will this newfound threat be the end, or is there something bigger waiting for her in the darkness?

Lauren Walsh is Shane's little sister. Lauren loves as a brother but hates how he acts. She sees Rick Grimes as more of a brother than Shane. Lauren was trained in the army. When shit hit the fan Lauren wasn't with anyone, she traveling back from her army base. But we only see her on a run into town. When she runs into an old friend and meets a certain redneck, will she be able to stay away from those Dixon Blues? ~~~~~ I do not own any of the walking dead characters besides Lauren Walsh. So this is my second Daryl Dixon fanfic please check my other book out its called "My Girl". Tell me what you think❤️ #1 in MERLE #1 in WALSH #46 in DARYLDIXON #83 in CARL #81 in DARYL

"I lose myself everyday and then I come back here to you, and you save me. You're my haven." _ COVER BY THE AMAZING: DEIREY (her books are amazing and she makes amazing covers holy crap I love her GO CHECK HER BOOKS OUT IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY

I looked into the shining blue eyes of the man across me and knew that he was it. The thing I had been searching for my whole life, the thing I needed most. But now that I knew that, it was too late. Cat Hemmings had lost everything, everyone she cared about. She knew that in this world that if you cherished something, it was bound to be taken away. Nothing was secure in this world, everything was temporary. While running away from a group of walkers, Cat stumbles upon a prison, the safest refuge she had seen since the outbreak began. There she meets a group of survivors, their handsome leader and mysterious man named Daryl. The prison soon becomes her home but she soon discovers that the apocalypse isn't her only problem while living there. She is torn between her heart and the men she loves. She must choose between protecting herself, or taking a chance. How can she love in a world where love is fragile and can be taken away in the blink of an eye? Copyright @ree_louise

| COMPLETED STORY | | STARTED DECEMBER 23RD 2016 | She was as broken as him, too stubborn for her own good. Aura knight, A name known by many, especially Officer Grimes. His mind wanted nothing to do with her but he knew he had to keep her safe. He knew her past far to well, and it was the same as Daryl's. A story of lost and lust, and the hatred for each other becomes to much and eventually fall in love. But none of them what to be the first to admit it.

[STRIKE ME DOWN] Meaning: To hit sharply, as with a hand, fist, weapon, or implement... To cause someone or something to fall by a blow. ∝ "She thinks she's all grown up because of what she's had to go through but she isn't, she's still a kid." I heard the voice of my grandfather speaking to Daryl. "You're wrong, she's not a kid, especially after what she's been through." Daryl said sternly, making a small smile turn the corners of my lips.

Top ranks: #1 in darylxreader #1 in daryldixon #94 in twd WARNING: this story is about to go into MAJOR renovation, which may create some plot holes at first, but it will all be dandy soon enough. "The rules of surviving are 1. Don't fall off of a cliff 2. Don't fall in any holes. 3. Don't Fall into a swarm of walkers 4. Don't fall period." "Shut up, y/n." Daryl Dixon, a redneck motorcyclist. Y/n l/n, a smart ass, tracker and hunter. Despite their feuding, the two work well together. As an infectious disease breaks out, causing society to collapse. Y/n was left to fend for herself, loosing all the friends and family she once had. "The rules for not dying are 1. Steal food 2.steal water 3. Steal shelter 4. Live" "I said shut the fuck up." Don't be fooled by her façade. Y/n's a fighter, and with Daryl Dixon by her side, they're unstoppable. "The rules of living with a group 1. Find a group 2. Live with them 3. Become friends with them 4. Don't go on a shooting spree." "The only person getting shot here is you if you don't shut up." "What did I just say, Mr. Dixon?" Do opposites attract, or is there more in common between the two than meets the eye?

Charlie Asher has stayed true to her small town roots, despite her new big city life. All that changes though with the onset of the "epidemic"...aka the zombie apocalypse. She's forced to deal with loss, loneliness, and the grueling challenge for survival every single day. She doesn't have much left to remember her old life besides an old, dinged up i-pod that doesn't even work, and of course her memories. Until one day, she comes face to face with an important piece of her past. Her long lost childhood friend, Daryl Dixon. After a decade of zero contact, preceded by a bitter fallout, how will these two handle their unexpected reunion?

it's the beginning of a new world [Daryl Dixon] [Sequel to Arrowhead]