3 : 0 0 A M
- Reads 521
- Votes 27
- Parts 5
Ongoing33m
Last published Thu, Sep 23, 2021
The rope around my throat digs deep, and the burns on my neck ooze blood and fear. Your leash on me is attached by a choke chain and I feel I'm on my last breath. You terrify me and leave me shaking, and I know it's not healthy but I can't lose you; perhaps I prefer it this way, perhaps you're the one I need. Perhaps we can fix each other.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Maxine Murray (OC)
Trigger warning: age gap, drugs, alcohol, abuse, sexual assault, molestation, rape, NSFW, kinks, rape play, mental illness.
Any chapters with warnings (stated above) with have °° surrounding the title.
No disrespect toward Hillire Burton or any of the other lovely ladies who are married or in a relationship with any of the men/women on the cast of TWD. This is the work of FICTION.
All Rights Reserved
#695
thewalkingdead
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Fallen Angel (Daryl Dixon)
The sun beat down on my dirt covered face, making my skin feel tight. The ropes burned my skin as I struggled to get my arms free. The screams from the other women seemed to last for hours, then silence. I knew that the dead would come for us soon. (How did I get myself into this situation, and how am I going to get out?) Think, Leah, you have to survive this, think hard. I could hear them coming in the distance. There's not much time left. The others had faded away, and I had to use them to save my life. What has my life come to?- was my thought as I pulled layers of skin back from a girl I had only known for a short time. Her name was Carly with short blonde hair and sky blue eyes. "Thank you, Carly, for helping me," I whispered as I smeared her blood on my face. I began to feel weak. How long has it been, and how long can I survive? As I contemplated these questions, my mind began to slowly sink into darkness... They are closer now, and soon I'll be free...was my last thoughts.Complete
Stray // Daryl Dixon
"You lose everyone, that's just the way it is now. Get used to it." The new world, where blood and dirt stained your body like it was your favourite perfume. Gore, misery, and death now come with the art of survival; everything that you once knew was gone. Scar Jensen, a fighter herself, loses almost everyone she held dear to her heart, that is, until she meets an unlikely group of people. Fighting their way to survive in a world where the odds are always against you, love, tragedy, and heartbreak were inevitable. Who knew that people so different could become so close in the face of death? #1 - zombie survival 11/18/2021 & 05/08/2022 #1 - reedus 11/18/2021 #1 - twdfanfic 12/04/2021 & 04/08/2022 #1 - Daryl 01/14/2022 #1 - Daryldixon 09/05/2022 © All Rights ReservedComplete
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 | 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘎𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴
"ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ" Cassandra was a doctor, before the turn. After being stranded alone for weeks, she's losing hope. That all changes when she hears a scream in the woods and comes across a terrified Sophia, lost and searching for her mom and group [Rick Grimes x Original Female Character ] some of the loveliest comments I've received: "I just binged this in one go and BOY I DO NOT REGRET IT. you've written something truly beautiful, I was captivated by it. Wholeheartedly." "You are killing me. (I absolutely love this, it's so worth it)" "life-changing chapter. ur a genius" "I've reread this at least 5 times since you posted 😭😭 pure magic. Seriously." "...i had to stop every sentence and scream into my pillow from the absolute TENSION that was building!!..." "ho-ly shit" "Stayed up until 4am to read this and I have zero regrets tbh because it's SO GOOD" "if i could inject this story into my veins, i would do it without hesitation. never read such writing that encapsulates everything i love about storytelling and writing. amazing amazing writing i look forward to seeing your take on the rest of the show! :)"Complete
The Count Down to Death (Daryl Dixon Love story)
***Currently editing*** How many hours are in a day when you don't spend half of them watching television? When is the last time any of us really worked to get something we wanted? How long has it been since any of us really needed something that we wanted? The world we knew is gone. The world of commerce and frivolous necessity has been replaced by a world of survival and responsibility. An epidemic of apocalyptic proportions has swept the globe causing the dead to rise and feed on the living, in a matter of month's society has crumbled. No government, No grocery stores, No mail delivery, No cable TV. In a world ruled by the dead, we are forced to finally start living.Complete
Innocence lost (Negan ddlg Love Story)
We were to different. He was a sick sadistic man, but I knew somewhere deep down his cold heart was big. That it was just some type of cover up a shield he build up because of this cruel world. I never knew how wrong I was. Warning: Sexual content, extreme language , Graphic detail. Completed Check out the sequl: Never Tear Us Apart ~~~~ I do not own any of the characters or storyline from AMC TWD all rights go to the creators of the show. I only own my characters and storyline.Complete
The Walking Dead - The Nurse
TWD, seasons 1-8 currently published. Dark Romance - Slow Burn. Starts off with her falling for Rick possibly ends with her and Daryl. I like me some drama so hehe. - ❝I remembered how it all started. How the world went from civilized with jobs, normal people, conversations. Without the fear of being consumed alive by undead man. Torn apart, left to turn into one of them. I remember the time before I met Rick, Daryl, Glenn, Maggie, all of them. The time before I feared for my sanity. I remember that day at the hospital when a man was rolled in unconscious and injured, my fifth GSW case that month alone. I remember all those cases before him for the past month, the fevers of 110, the quick unstoppable deaths. The bites. I remember the first time I smelled burning flesh and gunpowder. How it coiled around my lungs and burned my nose as I inhaled. The mangled body of my intern littered with bullet holes. I remember the time before the war, I remember when I could go home and sleep without fear of being bitten the next day. I remember the day I had a son, blood or not, and I remember the day he was murdered in front of my eyes. I remember it all. I remember too much. Why were we the ones who live? Why not Glenn? Why not Carl? Henry, or Enid? Any of the other many people we lost for the sake of what, humanity? I had a son once, I had a family. And where are they? ❞ - follow Avery Warren's journey from ER Nurse to survivalist as she navigates a world overrun by the undead. She must deal with dangerous situations, deadly threats, and her own group's disagreements as she strives to protect her people and seek safety in a seemingly hopeless world. She faces the constant threat of both walkers and other humans, struggling to find a safe haven from the zombies while also trying to maintain her humanity. - I only own my characters; the rest belong to AMC and Robert Kirkman.
A Place Just For Us (Rick Grimes)
Rick Grimes x OC Not following any specific season from the start. ❝ This world wasn't made for love, but that did not mean we couldn't find a place for it; a place just for us. ❞ Finding a group of survivals is one of Hayley's luckiest moments, and fitting in is certainly a blessing. Friends for life are made during the apocalypse, something she never would have expected. While eventually having a well accepted role in the group, she just can't seem to earn the attention of a certain someone, let alone earn his respect. That someone happened to be Rick Grimes; a man that hid his grief and pain to lead the people that hurt just the same as him. Hayley would rather avoid him, and she knows he wants her to, but the two find each other either way, so unexpectedly. Despite avoiding each other and despite the unnecessary bickering, Rick and Hayley have some things in common. What grows between them is so unfamiliar, yet it isn't. Will an unexpected kiss change everything? → #4 under #thewalkingdead #8 under #rickgrimes #4 under #judith![𝓟𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓭† negan✔[Complete]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/90246181-256-k299620.jpg)
𝓟𝓸𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓭† negan✔[Complete]
You're poison, But I don't want to break these chains. † [Edited] |15.11.2016| |neganXfem!oc| [Original Cover| [Before the outbreak] #3 in Lucille 10/25/18 #2 in Merle Dixon 10/25/18 #22 in Negan 10/25/18 #5 in JDM 12/28/18 ©DarylIssues 2016™ ©CasiferLosechester/Alix Wolfe™ 2018 ©All Rights Reserved Disclaimer; As you know, I do not, NOT own Negan or anything that has to do with AMC's The Walking Dead. All rights reserved to its owners and producers.Complete
The Dilf, The Hunter, & The Wolf ~ RickxOcxDaryl
RickxOcxDaryl GlennxOcxMaggie Marvel/DCxTWD
For The Ones I Love | Negan #Wattys2017
When you're thrust into a situation you never thought could happen, would you do anything to protect the ones you love? "This was hands down the best negan book ive read. You portrayed him perfectly. Please come out with the second soon!!" -This story is based off of The Walking Dead but it will not follow the exact plot of the show. I do not own any of AMC The Walking Dead's characters, only mine. -This story is 16+ and contains: Mature language Violence Sexual situationsComplete
The sun beat down on my dirt covered face, making my skin feel tight. The ropes burned my skin as I struggled to get my arms free. The screams from the other women seemed to last for hours, then silence. I knew that the dead would come for us soon. (How did I get myself into this situation, and how am I going to get out?) Think, Leah, you have to survive this, think hard. I could hear them coming in the distance. There's not much time left. The others had faded away, and I had to use them to save my life. What has my life come to?- was my thought as I pulled layers of skin back from a girl I had only known for a short time. Her name was Carly with short blonde hair and sky blue eyes. "Thank you, Carly, for helping me," I whispered as I smeared her blood on my face. I began to feel weak. How long has it been, and how long can I survive? As I contemplated these questions, my mind began to slowly sink into darkness... They are closer now, and soon I'll be free...was my last thoughts.
More detailsContent Guidelines