He's the badass with a scary past. He doesn't talk about it and probably never will. He's the most closed of person in the world. Let's all face on fact, Daryl Dixon doesn't give a shit about nothing and nobody. It's just him and his brother. That's all it's ever been. She use to be sweet. She use to be innocent. She use to give a shit. She use to be the perfect girl, any guy could fall for. She was an Olympic Gold Medalist. But even before the apocalypse her life was shit. Now she's cold, cruel, and blinded by rage. She prefers to be alone, run her own show. She can't trust anyone and probably never will be able to. She only looks after her brother. But that's just how Harley J's ever been. But what happens when these two cross each others? **Disclaimer Alert: I do not own any of the characters on the television show The Walking Dead, they belong to AMC and the original author. However, I do own Harley Kessler, Graham Kessler, Beau Taylor, Justin Carter, and Grayson Otega. ***

DARYL DIXON FANFICTION. This is a sequel to No Good, it is recommended that you read that before reading this. It's been seven months since the Massacre at Woodbury. The group has split apart and the remaining members have banded together to make up every living thing's worst fear, The Undead's Nightmare. They are a ruthless group of people that kills any member that comes near. Day by day, truths are uncovered and people are lost. It's only a matter of time before Rebel and Daryl are split as well. © 2013 Lucky Oliver All rights reserved.

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.

Jessica Wrillie was looking for a group to stay with when a man came out of no where and offered her a place to stay. The Walking Dead this is my first fic ever.

❝When it was quiet, I didn't have to worry about a monster trying to make me its lunch. I did, however, have to worry about my wandering thoughts, and I'd have a different monster on my hands if I let them wander too far.❞ ↣ A virus has erupted, turning loved ones into mindless, ravenous, killers. Where the rest of the world sees madness, Kathryn Johnson sees opportunity. She runs from her immutable hell, disappearing into the trees of Northern Georgia. Little does Kathryn know, she hasn't escaped hell, rather swapped one for another. In a moment of unhampered curiosity, she stumbles upon a group that won't take no for an answer. Through these people, Kathryn finds herself examining the walls she's kept herself locked behind. After a lifetime of unknown, a question waits for her on the other side: Can the broken be fixed? ↣ { Featured in the @WalkingDeadRoadtoSurvival "Top Walking Dead Fanfiction" reading list } { ➊ The Walking Dead } { ➌ The Walking Dead Fanfiction } { ❺ Daryl Dixon }

Kat and her five year old, Hailey, wake up to find that the world has ended. All alone. Thanks to Hailey's father for teaching Kat how to survive, they have been able to survive this long without a group. But how long can you go without anyone to watch your back? Will they find a group and finally get a somewhat decent night of sleep? Finally feel safe again? What will they do when Kat runs into an old friend? Bringing back lots of memories and hidden feelings.

Starting immediately after it's predecessor, Daring Dixon, Floating is the continued story of Rosaline and Daryl; in a different point of view. After taking a terrible tumble down the stairs, Rosaline is left battered and bruised, but ultimately, alive. She is rescued by a friend she thought to be dead, which leads her to meet a very powerful man whom she knows will provide her protection, food, and could also lead to her finding Daryl again. Daryl blames himself for 'killing' Rosaline, and wants to forget everything that ever happened. But with Rick and the others to answer to, he must relive his regrets and explain just what happened. He becomes withdrawn, keeping his distance from others, even his own brother, Merle. It isn't until the unexpected happens that Daryl finally becomes himself again; even if not for long.

(DARYL DIXON FAN FICTION) Daryl was the only thing keeping her there. Her sister and brothers were gone, her fiancé was dead, and that crossbow-exerting redneck won't take no for an answer. He is determined to keep Rebel, yet scared to have her. It's a never ending cycle with him, and during the apocalypse, love isn't exactly easy to find. It isn't Rebel's fault that she won't give in, but it is her fault what happens because of it. © 2013 Lucky Oliver All rights reserved.

Rosaline is a nomad, living in the abandoned buildings of Atlanta during the walker epidemic. When she meets a group with exceptionally nice people, and one not so friendly, she decides to join them. However, with doing so she must decipher the varying moods of Daryl Dixon, fight off memories of her past that haunt her, fend off a smitten Shane, and try to stay alive in a place where the dead roam the streets.