en el fin del mundo, dónde las cosas que parecían imposibles sucedían ¿cuáles eran las probabilidades de que estos dos corazones solitarios se encuentren?

Kayla had a regular life before all this. A loving mother, a father who even though they didn't get along all the time, loved her dearly, and a 16 year old brother who was her best friend in the entire world. But when the apocalypse starts its all different. Her moms gone. Her brothers lost and her dad gets bit, but before he goes 2 men find them. One in a sheriffs hat and the other a redneck with a crossbow. Before her dad dies he makes Rick promise to take care of kayla like she was his own and he plans on keepin it. But for how long? Will he still be there when he finds out her secrets? And how will daryl take it having his walls broken down so easily by this girl? Will he fight his feelings or will he surrender and do anything to protect her? A/N Story will follow the walking dead events, but some may be out of order and some people may live longer

❛ Who the hell are you? ❜ ❛ I save yer sorry ass, and this is the thanks I get? ❜ [ Seasons 2-5] [Daryl Dixon Romance] [Updates every Friday] [Named character after Clementine] {I know it's a sad ranking, but best rank (so far) : #3 in Dixon (lasted there for about a month surprisingly) #1 in Clem (11-11-2019, 11-27-2019 to 12-05-2019) #1 IN daryldixon (07-23-20 to 07-25-20) THANK YOU GUYS ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ The main characters name is Clementine and her adoptive dad surprise is named Lee and we have a Kenny. Y'all it's not them, freshman me was just obsessed with the game so I wanted to name the characters after the game. So please lovelies, if y'all were smart you wouldn't read this Ff Bc it's so horrible ion know why 15 yr old me thought it would be a good book 💀💀

Carly Jenson was the person who got into trouble, suspended, been bullied, and had a really hard life that she rarely talked about. She always kept it hidden. When the Zombie Apocalypse began, she was a run away in the city of Atlanta. She was found by a group that had brought her in... She instantly fell head over heels for the redneck of the name Daryl Dixon! Daryl had also gotten feelings for Carly, but wouldn't show them. Eventually through the time of the ended world, Carly and Daryl are brought to face challenges with one another, and the dead having to act together and think alike to survive. They were brought together with their pasts, and became best friends... It was killing each other inside to think that they were nothing more. That is until one day that brought everything together.. That brought them to see each other better as one rather than two. Will they finally admit their feelings? Or will they just fall apart and remain friends?

**currently editing which is why it's ongoing but I won't be publishing the new chapters till I'm done** I do not own any characters from TWD T.V show or comic book. I only own those that I created.

COMPLETED - || and still, none of them have felt like home; none of them have felt like you. || highest rank: #1 The Walking Dead #1 Daryl Dixon #1 Zombies #1 Rick Grimes #1 Apocalypse slow burn //daryl x oc

It's hard to survive a world where everything wants to kill you. Every corner you turn, every decision you make, and every breath taken. There's always something lurking, something craving to end your life. But when the world absolutely goes to complete shit, what can you expect?

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.

SEGUNDA parte de "Selfish" EDITADA Ambos creían que su corta historia de amor había acabado, pero el destino tiene algo más preparado para ellos. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝑰'𝒎 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆" Publicada: 14/11/2017 Editada: 2/12/2021

-¡Suéltame!-grito furiosa al hombre que casi rompe mi brazo. Baja la ballesta y toma mi otro brazo. -¿Quién eres?-gruñe, bueno, era de esperarse. Tiene cara de pocos amigos. -Tú peor pesadilla.-dicho esto le doy una fuerte patada en la entrepierna y tomo mi hacha para correr en dirección contraria. Aun a unos dos metros escucho sus quejidos; volteo a verle y cuando quiero retomar mi camino choco con un hombre sin una mano que me sonríe cínico. -¿Tienes prisa bonita?-luego se decir eso ríe. Mierda. OBRA REGISTRADA EN SAFE CREATIVE. Código 1601246322148 Licencia: All rights reserved Autor: Luisa Fernanda García Rivera