50% dead, 100% screwed. Her story resembles that of a really, really messed up fairy tale. She was locked away by her father when the virus first hit, never to be seen again. Fast forward 3 years, and she's nearly run out of food, not to mention water. Who would have thought that instead of a knight in shining armor coming to her rescue, she would get a shy boy with black hair and an unusual name... Wake up sweetheart, and meet the apocalypse!

❝You never know how strong you are until being strong is your only choice.❞ [Daryl Dixon FanFiction] Date Started: November 6, 2016 Date Finished: x All rights reserved. Season 1 - 2 I do not own AMC's the Walking Dead, or its characters and plot line. I simply own my character(s) and any differences my character(s) make to the story line.

Cora has adapted to this dangerous world with the teachings from her Uncle and the instinct to keep her little sister safe. When bounty hunters looking for 'The Murphy' bring chaos to Cora's town, she runs into a special group. Although she helps them out, she is weary of letting them become too close to herself and her sister. Cora has been in Cheyenne, WY since the start. Will the group be able to convince her to leave her safe haven and become part of Operation Bite-Mark? Completed Story!

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. ***

She wasn't looking for redemption. He wasn't interested in salvation. A chance meeting leads to new alliances, but safety is only an illusion. Fate has made its move, but it will only carry them so far. After that you have to choose: fight or die. The world ended the day the dead rose. Can she build a life in what remains or is fate not done yet? (Daryl x OFC) ~ I tried to stay true to the characters, and with the addition of some original scenes, this will follow the TV show (eventually). There will be some minor and major changes along the way. Hope you like them. Enjoy! I don't own/have any rights to TWD or its characters, scenes, etc. However, my characters (especially Alex) and the plot lines I have created are my own. Please do not plagiarize.

Beatrix and Daryl had never met before. In fact, they lived two completely different lives. Beatrix lived in the city, right beside of the hospital, which is where she spent most of her time. Her favorite thing to do at work-besides work, of course-was to talk to her patients and the nurses. She had never been in trouble a day in her life. She had a perfect record, not even being stained with as little as a speeding ticket. Daryl lived in a secluded cabin, at least three miles away from any civilization. The only time he ever talked to anybody was when he was forced to at work. He was constantly in and out of jail, mostly taking the blame for his older brother, but nobody knew that except for him. He destroyed the name Dixon. You couldn't have picked two people that were more different. What happens when the apocalypse brings them together? Will they ever be able to be together? Or will the apocalypse destroy them, just like everything else? Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or any characters/idea from the show. AMAZING cover by: @krisk- I HAVEN'T EDITED THIS YET BUT I'M GOING TO START SOON I PROMISE. Bear with me please until I can sit down and get some editing done!! I'm a just a college kid with hella hard classes and not enough time. Ps thanks for checking out my story!! :)

BOOK 1 OF 3 ••••IN PROCESS OF EDITING•••• As Alexandra is filled with fear, she finds and joins a headstrong, passionate group, as they fight and thrive to survive to stay together, through thick, thin and all things threatening. Read Confide in Fear to discover original female character Alex's story on trying to find out who she is in this new world, as well as falling for someone who doesn't seem to be the type someone falls for. 40,00+ WORD COUNT Seasons 4-5. A DARYL DIXON FANFICTION Editing since - April 19, 2020 This book was creates in 2014. Editing and re writing over time.

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.

❛ now daryl, daryl was gray. he always seemed to be bitter and emotionless with no other dimensions to himself; his mere presence was the only one. gray was intriguing, almost acting like an acquired taste, but it had the potential to be beautiful too. i'm not saying daryl's beautiful, but there's just an unknown reason to him that makes his gray more unique than all the others...❜ [highest rankings: #5 in thewalkingdead , #1 in daryldixon, and #1 in twd] [d. dixon romance] seasons 3-7 © aleighdixon 2015

Rain falls from the clouds and plummets down to the lands where it is then devoured by the earth. Rain is what helps the earth and its inhabitants thrive; but now, rain is what will destroy the earth itself. As people get caught in the rain, they change. They lose their civility and everything that made them what they were. A simple umbrella won't save you this time. *This is the original un-edited version*