What if The walking dead had another character? June is a seventeen year old girl surviving alone in the Zombie Apocalypse. She's gonna find Rick and the others. - season 3 then the story is the same as show but with June there too so adapting the show so there's another character. She's gonna end up with Daryl. I know that in the fanfic's cover Daryl is weird but it's AI. This is the first fanfic that I've ever posted but I hope you like it and sorry for any grammar mistakes, English isn't my first language. The last chapters are better than the first ones. Trigger warning ⚠️

Elena Monroe was supposed to be starting nursing school. Eighteen, driven, grieving-but healing. Her father had passed from leukemia a year earlier, and all she wanted was to make him proud. Then the world ended. She and her mother packed up the car with her little sister Ivy, hoping to escape Georgia and reach the safety of Atlanta. But what started as a desperate plan shattered on the roadside-when her mother suffered a heart attack behind the wheel. With no emergency services, no help, and only a few months of first aid training, Elena was forced to make an impossible choice. She buried the woman who raised her and drove away with a shell-shocked eleven-year-old in the passenger seat. Gridlock stopped them just outside the city. Walkers flooded the highway. And Elena-bleeding, exhausted, and breaking-stumbled across a group of strangers: Shane Walsh. Lori and Carl Grimes. Carol, Sophia, and Ed Peletier. They took her in. Protected her. Called her strong. But Elena never felt strong. Just awake when everyone else was still dreaming. The quarry became a fragile safe haven. Ivy found laughter again. Elena found purpose. But in a world where everyone turns after death, she'll soon learn... she's not like the rest. In a world built on death, what happens to the girl who won't rot?

When the world fell apart, Eliza was left to survive on her own. Alone, scared, and hiding from the dead, she never imagined anyone would care enough to protect her-until Glenn found her. As the chaos of the apocalypse grows, she discovers that family isn't just the people you're born to... it's the ones who choose to stay. In a world where trust is dangerous and every day could be your last, can Eliza find safety, strength, and a place to call home? The plotlines are a little different so be aware

❝ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ ɪs ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ sʜᴀᴅᴇ ᴏғ ʙʟᴜᴇ...❞ daryl dixon's daughter. that's who she is. world's burning down, walkers everywhere, people turning on each other-but she's a part of him. his blood. his only family left. and he'll tear the world apart before he lets it take her. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟏 - 𝟒 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐜

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Nine year old Emma has never had it easy. She's never known anything other than her small beat up house, nothing else than her mom and her addict boyfriend. Nothing else than violence. She went to school, but most of her evenings were spent cleaning up blood, alcohol stains and vomit. Everything changes when both her parents are found dead in their small beat up house, and everything she's ever known comes crashing down. Five brother who are willing to take her in. A new house. New things to get to know. But getting over everything she's seen, everything she's lived, isn't easy. Overcoming her fear of everything, starting to live like a normal girl, restarting her education. Everything was so different. But will everything she's hid for so long, everything she was, everything she wasn't, stay hidden? started: 24/02/2024 published: 08/11/2024 finished: 16/08/2025 #3 in #brothers #3 in #violence #2 in #violence

"feeling so tired, really falling apart" t.walking dead daryl dixon x fem! oc season 1 - season 11 slow burn start: april 18, 2022 WARNING: any images, videos, gifs 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...

They thought she was lost. They were wrong. At twelve, Arielle survives on instinct, silence, and strength sharpened by pain. When violence finally puts her in the system's spotlight, the family that buried her is forced to face the truth-she was never weak, never broken, and never waiting to be rescued. This is not a story about saving a girl. It's about a girl who survived-and a family that must learn how to deserve her.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒' birthday when the world changed...and she changed along with it. I do not own the walking dead or its characters! I only own Casey Grimes, all others all belong to AMC!

Naomi Monet was a normal American girl living in residential New York. Her life was average; she had a boyfriend, family, dog, was attending university- when it suddenly wasn't. She was plucked from the streets and forced into a completely different life, being trafficked by a multi-million dollar company. And her captor? A morally grey man who goes by the name Brandon, tasked to keep her healthy, happy, and trapped. Will she continue to fight against his control over her? Or succumb to a mental decay which seems to slowly be convincing her that he 'cares for and protects' her? ________________________________________________ "So you're my handler, but are you also the one who kidnapped me?" He drew his gaze away from mine, back to his computer screen and nodded. "Yes." My heart sank. I was hopeful that maybe he wasn't the one who committed the act, but was only assigned to me after the fact. That way I could hold on to the hope that he's not an entire monster. Now I can see that he is, all the way down to the core. I swallowed my fear as I recalled the sensations that came over me when his hand wrapped around my mouth. A moment I'll never ever forget. "U-uhm why, why me?" I stuttered as I feared he'd snap at me for all my questions, but instead he closed his laptop and sat back in his chair. "Because you're pretty."