Darkfanfiction Stories

Here's a Warrior Cats fanfiction about an OC I created named Sparrowpelt. I am aware the plot makes zero sense. Please try explaining it to me later.

After the world fell to the dead, Reader was taken by a group; the bad people. Reader thought they were the last 'good' person left...after some time doing some terrible things; are there any good people left?

Just some random Daryl's Imagines. Motto: " Immagination ain't nobody's bitch." So, let's throw away the rules for a moment, and float. Hope you'll enjoy it! English isn't my first language so I'm sorry of there are some errors.

A The walking dead, Daryl Dixon fanfiction. Celia was a normal woman. She was out there with her family. Surviving. In a world where death is around every corner. She swore to herself that she would keep her family save no matter what. A group offered their help and due to the circumstances Celia had to accept it. She didn't trust the entire group and was only close with Daryl during her stay. Eventually she and her family kept going on their own. Celia lost everything to that decision, including herself. What else does fate have in store for her? I plan on following the original story line with this story and only put some extra scenes in there. I do not own the plot, any characters or scenes of the story. I do own my characters and their stories.

Sam has a free spirit, painting everything she sees in the middle of the apocalypse. Arriving in Alexandria, Rick Grimes's group meets her and discovers an engaging and refreshing personality. As the challenges arise, Sam is forced to reconnect with reality. Along the way, she gradually breaks through the shell of a certain reserved archer. Daryl x OC Slowburn Hope you'll enjoy !

Fear isn't really an emotion. Its a verb; to fear something- think of it as saying you like something. To 'like' is a choice. So why isn't fear a choice? Guns used to frighten me. Darkness used to frighten me. Being alone used to frighten me. The woods used to petrify me- but now it's what I have come to call home. I didn't choose to like it (To be honest those things don't appeal to me) but I had to, and not just for my sake. Adapting is vital in this world, it's a skill I've had to learn. Touché to the people where adapting is a gift.

"And I crave you, not like an addiction, but as an obsession. I guess that's the best way to describe it. I'm not obsessed, but I love you; everything about you." [Yandere drabbles / headcanons / scenarios / imagines / one-shots] [Reader-Insert]

THIS IS THE DARK EVERYONE TALKS ABOUT,THE ORIGINAL ONE WRITTEN BY H28.I HEARD THAT IT WAS DELETED AND THAT IT WAS ONLY AVAILABLE ON TUMBLR SO I THOUGHT THAT IT WOULD BE EASIER TO POST IT HERE FOR YOU GUYS.LET'S MAKE IT CLEAR THIS CONTENT IS NOT MINE AND IT BELONGS TO ITS AUTHOR H28.ANYWAY HOPE I COULD HELP.

A 16 year old girl with a usual but not usual life meets an 18 year old boy who lets her forget all her problems. Makes her see the world in color. (First wattpad ever so excuse me if its not creative)

Adrien had thought his father just needed time. Adrien had thought his father just needed space. Adrien hadn't thought his father truly needed, no not needed, wanted the very thing Adrien had sworn to protect. But underneath the truth was a bigger web of lies waiting to be discovered. Nasty, filthy lies. Adrien wished he never opened that stupid little box that day. Adrien wished he never put on that stupid ring. No. Those were more lies. Adrien had one wish. Adrien wished for the love of his life to be happy. He wished for kids. He wished.

Daryl Dixon scares the hell out of you climbing out of that damn creek. [Complete] [ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴏ3]

Lily Hunter is your average 17-year-old girl. She gets straight A's in all of her classes, and is never late. She went to parties, but never drank or smoked. No tattoos, no piercings. She liked the thought of being unnoticed. She had had dozens of boyfriends, whom she ended it with for going "too" far. She always wished she could go back to being a little kid again. She had the perfect little friends who she wanted back, deeply. But they weren't so perfect now, were they Lily?