There's nothing left in this world that's not hidden and Negan just found some gems. Romance novelesque story. Negan finds something greater than anything scavenging has managed to dig up, a woman untainted by the world. Maybe the last woman on Earth that could view him without the veil of fear or greed. A woman, he would do anything to have and keep all to himself. TW: Explicit Smut, Age Gap, Daddy Kink, Light BDSM, Punishments, Oral Sex, Sex Toys, A Lack of Safe Sex (be safe out there), Masturbation

Ginger is a sweet soul, who meets a very cold hearted soul, Negan. What happens when the two meet. Will they learn to love each other?

❝ RUN, LITTLE PIGGY, RUN ❝ [season 7] [negan x oc] [ #12 IN " NEGAN" ]

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

Stockholm syndrome is wonderful this time of year. Poor Honey, did she ever really stand a chance? Simply the story of a possessive, jealous Negan and his relentless attempts to tame his feisty, choleric and defiant Alexandrian captive.

Essie was stuck in the worst situation possible when her group was confronted by a mad man with a bat, unknowing that things would just keep getting worse. Negan knows she exists now...and he won't stop until she is completely his, no matter the cost. But yet, what he doesn't know, is she's secretly just as crazy. (Rated M)

❝ who is in control? ❞ [negan x oc] [season 7] creds to @alicnstae for cover templates

The world wasn't how it was before Not even close No more people, no more going shopping or having casual strolls on a hot summer day, no more stopping at your favorite coffee shop in the morning before work or school No None of that The dead walked the grounds now Tearing apart anything living they could find, killing No more freedom It's all survival now My name is Olivia Holt, and this is the story of how the world went to hell in a hand basket. ∆ ACCOMPLISHMENTS∆ Ranking 15 in #twd

"I would have thought with your family background that bullying would be that last thing you did." Lorna scowled. "You don't know anything about my family." Daryl spat. "Your father is friends with mine. They like to have a few drinks and then use me as their personal slut." She said, shrugging her shoulders and walking away.