Life is broken. That's the only way to explain this damned world. You can't do anything without second guessing your decision, you think that what ever you do is wrong and I can't even count the number of times I've lost my morales. I've had to do things that you should only have to see in the movies. Killing should only be something you hear on the news, but now I don't get a day without hearing people cry and whimper for help or mercy. The world is broken, and it's all thanks to the damned corpses that rise up everyday and chow down on the living. The only reason I haven't given up hope, the only reason I haven't stopped fighting, the only reason I haven't sent a bullet through my brain is because of one thing. This thing that keeps me going, this thing fuels my body, this thing that makes me fight these diseased ridden freaks, is love. The love I have for my family and friends is the only thing that's kept me here, it's the only reason I walk the earth with the dead. Included among my family and friends is the biggest reason I didn't die at the beginning, he's one of the biggest reason's why I protect the prison with my life. This man that saved my life countless times is my broken saviour, this man is none other than my redneck.

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.

Daryl and Quinn Dixon; who would have thought that in a zombie apocalypse love could still exist? With all the shit they've gone through, they still seem to make it work, and they survive...for each other. Who will die next? Because it seems one goes right after the other. This is a fan fiction about AMC's The Walking Dead. This is a sequel to In the Very End, so you should go check that out first. I do not own any of AMC's characters or settings or lines. @Copyright2015

When hell breaks loose, Quinn is first to leave her 'home'. She finds her ideal group and a certain archer that changes her life completely. She participates in the group as a good fighter and is cared and loved by everyone in the group. They keep moving, trying to keep safe, but in this kind of world, safe isn't an option. This is a fan fiction based on AMC's The Walking Dead, but more importantly, Daryl Dixon. I am following the story line for The Walking Dead. I do not own any of AMC's charaters or settings or lines. @Copyright2015

"When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth." Ever since the world turned, all Lily did was hide. She didn't know how to fight, didn't know how to survive and didn't know how to stand up for herself. The manipulation she received from her boyfriend leading her to believe she was weak. That she'd never be able to make it on her own. That she needed him. Little did she know, bumping into a group of strangers out in the woods would change her life forever. With heartbreak, murder and the trust of another, will this be the wake up call she needs to prove she's a survivor...