Through the Gates of Hell || The Walking Dead FF / Negan FF

Through the Gates of Hell || The Walking Dead FF / Negan FF

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Apr 23, 2021
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Fanfic
The Walking Dead
The dead days of the apocalypse left nothing but a few people left in the world. Aubrey, a 24-year-old, was out on her own trying to survive. One day she stumbled upon the Sanctuary while scavenging. She didn't realize the trouble inside till the Saviors forced her through the gates of hell. And the devil, they called him Negan. Learning to adapt to the way of life at the Sanctuary made it hard. She wasn't a doll to admired. One day while out scavenging Aubrey made her choice. She's killed his men, she was in debt to him and the debt was due, or else Lucille awaits you. She left trying to decide her own fate, but Negan already decided. Read more to find out! All Rights Reserved @BeMine_YoursTruly Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Walking Dead characters or the original AMC storyline. Only the characters I created are mine.
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THIS WAS MY FIRST BOOK AND I DO REALIZE THAT I MADE A TON OF MISTAKES BUT I WAS A YOUNG CHILD. Ranked #5 in #amcthewalkingdead - 12/29/16 Ranked #7 in #carlgrimeslovestory - 12/2916 I don't own, AMC The Walking Dead, nor the Characters. Based off the Episodes, all credit to AMC! This is a Carl Grimes love story. Walker blood and many bodies' laid around me. I stood painting from killing all the walkers that now laid at rest. I tried walking away but I must have pushed myself to my limits I was weak, fragile. I need to find that place. I have to survive.

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