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  • LECTURAS 23,878
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  • Partes 23
  • Hora 4h 41m
Concluida, Has publicado may 27, 2019
Contenido adulto
Book 1: At the Edge of Misery

Cristine Daya Gerrard, a young residency doctor in the apocalypse must mend the pieces with her broken and estranged family, while fighting for her place in a community that doesn't accept her. One man in particular does his best to make sure that she leaves the Ranch, but Cristine isn't someone who goes out without putting up a fight. She finds a way to make herself irreplaceable for Broke Jaw Ranch, so that she remains safe and alive from the threats not only outside, but inside the supposedly safe walls.  


WARNING: Mature and triggering themes will be present in this story. Racism, misogyny, violence, abuse and the like. This is The Walking Dead universe, so that's to be expected. So if you're easily triggered, don't read! I won't be placing many trigger warnings in my chapters. I only own my original characters and the non-canon plots of this story.
 
First half of the story takes place shortly after the start of the apocalypse.

Fear the Walking Dead Pre-Season 3 | Troy Otto x OC
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phil • o • phobia noun the fear of falling in love or being emotionally connected to another. aiden dixon loved her family. she was terrified to lose them. she had already lost too many people. her brother, a woman she grew up with, a very close friend, her brother-in-law, another close friend, and her father figure. aiden was in an abusive relationship for a year. she never trusted another man after that unless it was her father, brother, rick grimes, or the reed brothers. that was, until she met daryl dixon daryl dixon had only ever loved one woman before aiden. and that was his mother. he didn't expect to marry anyone. especially in the middle of the zombie apocalypse. he didn't expect to ever have a kid. he had one on the way. aiden and daryl were in love. everyone in their group saw it. they would kill for the other. they would sacrifice themselves for one another. the group all came from different places. they all had different backgrounds. but they all had one thing in common. they all experienced a bit of philophobia. THE WALKING DEAD. season five, season six, season seven. book three of five. all rights belong to robert kirkman and amc. aiden walsh, payton reed, nathaniel bivens, macy bivens, and xavier reed and their plot and most of their lines belong to me. please don't steal. started: december 9, 2019 finished: march 30, 2020 started editing: july 1, 2021 finished editing: july 4, 2021
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