Max Dixon is Daryl Dixon's son. He is basically a mini Daryl. He knows how to hunt, track, cook animals, shoot a crossbow and use a blade. The only difference is that Max is more careing than his father. And Max has fallen is love with the sheriffs son, Carl Grimes. Read to find out if Carl feels the same and how everyone will react. I do not own the walking dead characters.

zach pushed me against the cabin's dusty wall, and pressed his soft lips onto mine. soon his lips made their way on my neck, making naughty marks on it. "zach, this is against the rules", i breathed out. "i don't care - bad kids don't need rules." ---- highest rankings ☆ #1 in zachherron ☆ #10 in romance ☆ #27 in fanfiction [☆ #1 in jackavery] [☆ #1 in corbynbesson] [☆ #2 in danielseavey] © heyitsjonna | 2018