On a desperate trip to gather supplies Rae falls into the hands of Negan, the foul mouthed leader of the Saviour's. Attractive, charismatic, brutal. The exact kind of man she shouldn't be bringing home to meet Grandma.

I writhed against his hold. He was like a python, squeezing me until the life leaked from my eyes. "Hey, chill out, shhhh. It's me, kitten." His voice dripped from his mouth like honey. I knew it was him. The way my body ignited before he touched me told me he was here, and not to play nice. "Please." I whimpered. His smile grew against my neck. "I warned you that the big bad wolf was coming, and not to play fetch, kitten." Highest Rankings : #1 in negan out of 1,000+ stories #3 in twd out of 1,000+ stories #4 in Hostage out of 1,000+ stories

{ # 1 in The Interracial Apocalyptic Series • Negan } DISCLAIMER: This is merely a work of fiction. I do not own The Walking Dead. This story will contain original characters from Southern Courtship that were created by me. (HIGHEST RANK: March 7th 2021 - #1 in neganxoc )

While out on a run, Negan and Rick find a woman sleeping in an apartment. After Rick realises he knows her, he's shocked at how different she has become, the world turning her almost feral like. Negan warms to her quickly, finding himself mesmerised and eager to fix her.