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It's better me then you ( Negans Daughter and Carl Romance ) ( COMPLETED ✔ )

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Parties 38
Durée 1h 52m

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My mom died when I was little, which means I'm the daughter of Negan, who's a psycho. He enjoys beating people to death with a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire, named Lucielle. We live at this place called The Sanctuary, but sometimes I wish I could run away. I'm worried I'll live my whole life here and never get to fight for myself out there, even though it's an apocalypse. I keep hoping that one day I'll wander off and find love, or a better group that actually protects eachother, but in my case, who everyone knows me as, I don't think it's possible.Tous Droits Réservés

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Terminus, écrit par rovified

I am Mariah Langsten, I go by May or Mariah. My friends, or the ones left would call me Mariah Carrie because how I could sing. I never heard it like they did. I am with two other survivors, My best friend Beth Greene, once the shit hit the fan I had no chance to find her. But once I finally got to their house. They were all gone, the barn was burnt to nothing, few walkers lurking and something that looked like their house. She told me a hoard got them and she told me about her group and what happened. It nearly killed me when she told me what happened to Hershel. He was like my second dad when we were kids. We cried for a while in each other arms. Then the other survivor was a guy I found on my way to Hershel's, which was over a 4 or 5 months ago. I lost count, besides his name is Andrew Winder. Him and Beth became a thing, but we decided not to tell her we've had sex more than a couple times. It was for comforting purposes, but we both knew deep down. It was defiantly for the hell of it, we haven't had any one sexually for a long time. I was 23, blonde hair and brown eyes, Beth was 21, blonde with blue eyes. She was so damn pretty. Andy (As I called him) was 25, brown hair and blue eyes. I had zero training before all this started, all I did was play video games, eat food and cuss at online players when they pissed me off. I didn't have much of a life. Never really had a good boyfriend, not even a decent. They all wanted me for my "perfect" boobs. Which I thought was bull shit because its just a piece of fat attached to my chest, ugh. I dropped out. I sucked in everything I was a horrible person, I was a waste of oxygen on this earth. Sometimes I wondered if I bullet would make a nice last meal. (My book Terminus is based on Terminus seen from AMC's The Walking Dead) (I do not own any TWD characters)

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𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙚: 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳. "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘳." ༻❁༺ They say every person has a mirror image of themselves. An example would be between the Grimes and Smith families. Both fathers took charge leading their respective communities. Both younger sons stayed by their father's side and did as they were told, while the elder ones tried to keep the peace inside. And when both mothers met their fate the fathers took the world by storm. In another world they most likely would've gotten along, but as they were just so similar it's truly no wonder why they hated each other so much. ༻❁༺ (Featured on the Wattpad Tik Tok Trending Reading List!) (OC x OC) (OC x Carl Grimes)

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Terminus

I am Mariah Langsten, I go by May or Mariah. My friends, or the ones left would call me Mariah Carrie because how I could sing. I never heard it like they did. I am with two other survivors, My best friend Beth Greene, once the shit hit the fan I had no chance to find her. But once I finally got to their house. They were all gone, the barn was burnt to nothing, few walkers lurking and something that looked like their house. She told me a hoard got them and she told me about her group and what happened. It nearly killed me when she told me what happened to Hershel. He was like my second dad when we were kids. We cried for a while in each other arms. Then the other survivor was a guy I found on my way to Hershel's, which was over a 4 or 5 months ago. I lost count, besides his name is Andrew Winder. Him and Beth became a thing, but we decided not to tell her we've had sex more than a couple times. It was for comforting purposes, but we both knew deep down. It was defiantly for the hell of it, we haven't had any one sexually for a long time. I was 23, blonde hair and brown eyes, Beth was 21, blonde with blue eyes. She was so damn pretty. Andy (As I called him) was 25, brown hair and blue eyes. I had zero training before all this started, all I did was play video games, eat food and cuss at online players when they pissed me off. I didn't have much of a life. Never really had a good boyfriend, not even a decent. They all wanted me for my "perfect" boobs. Which I thought was bull shit because its just a piece of fat attached to my chest, ugh. I dropped out. I sucked in everything I was a horrible person, I was a waste of oxygen on this earth. Sometimes I wondered if I bullet would make a nice last meal. (My book Terminus is based on Terminus seen from AMC's The Walking Dead) (I do not own any TWD characters)