Darkness behind ♤ Daryl Dixon [FINISHED]
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Kumpleto, Unang na-publish Jun 18, 2018
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"Survive now. Cry later. "

♤

"Sweetheart, hush now" I whispered as we hid in the tiny mahogany closest, a small stream of light drifting in. He made a small whimper causing me to pull him closer to my chest as the footsteps got louder. 

Squeezing my eyes closed, I heard the squeaking of a floorboard as the light disappeared and an eye came into view. 

"Hey lil bro! Come see what I found!" A loud, raspy, harsh voice chuckled. My heart sped up. This was it..


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Christina Anderson (TWD FF) ni meganj006
62 Parte Ongoing Mature
"Nurse, I need some help." I turn to the man and furrow my eyebrows once more. "I'm not a nurse." He just nods. "Where can I find a nurse?" I shake my head. "Now? Probably no where. It's slim pickens out there. Most people are gone now." He stiffens a bit as he looks scared at my words. "Gone? What do you mean?" I put my gun back in its holster and shrug. "Dead. Once the dead started walking again, most people started getting picked off. It was fast. No one believed the news, so they didn't stay at home." ⚠️Disclaimer: I did not create The Walking Dead. I added my own characters, plot, etc.⚠️
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Brooklyn Rhee

70 Parte Kumpleto Mature

"Brooklyn?" Glenn asks, waving his hand in my face. "What?" I ask. "You know, for being my little sister, you don't listen to me very much." He says. "Little sister by two minutes!" I yell at him, we laugh. "You're still younger than me though." We continue to laugh, we stop laughing when there's a loud noise and a big blare of light coming from the city. ⚠️TW: This book talks about and visually displays things that may cause people to be triggered. Some of these things are, but not limited to, cursing, sexual scenes, sexual violence, suicide, and drug use. I do not own any the walking dead characters or the primary plot of the show.⚠️

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