Stronger Than The Rest
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They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, and if that's true then Aria Rhee is one of the strongest people she knows. Hell, she knows she is. She may look sweet and innocent on the outside but like her mother always told her, you can't judge a book by its cover.
Join Aria, her adoptive brother, and her new family through the trials of trying to survive in a world they've never expected.
And now, what does kill, only brings you back.
Trigger warning:
Blood, gore, violence, strong language, death of amazing characters, graphic language, possible future smut (I'll warn y'all if you'd like), and possible racial slurs. I don't remember much of what Merle says exactly in the later season so I can't tell you if this will happen or not.
But honestly, this is based on The Walking Dead, if you guys didn't expect this then I don't know what to tell you...
Also, I'm sorry I'm honestly horrible at descriptions...
Daryl Dixon x fem OC
Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead and its characters, I only own Aria, her life and experiences, as well as the small changes her character makes to the show.
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