Caught By The Dixon Charm
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  • Reads 1,814
  • Votes 67
  • Parts 4
  • Time 17m
Ongoing, First published Dec 18, 2014
I'm Katheryn Grimes. My brother is Rick Grimes. I was on the police force with my brother for many years until the apocalypse happened and I had to leave my brother because Shane dragged me and said he'd be safe. 

I ran off from Shane because I was mad at him because my brother is dead because he wouldn't let me help. 

I wondered until I saw a boy looking at a deer and saw a man with a rifle about to fire when I ran and shove the boy out of the way. I didn't know that it was my nephew and my brother was right there.

This is my story of how I found my brother and found the love of my life named Daryl Dixon. 

Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Walking Dead' or its characters only my OC's.
Warning: Will be a LOT of swearing
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The Grimes twins were inseparable since birth. Raising hell with Shane Walsh all through grade school till graduation when the boys became cops and (Y/n) joined the military. Then the world went to shit, the dead rose reclaiming the world. Now (Y/n) is trying hard to keep the survivors of her group alive... all without her twin brother... but a certain redneck seems to help her in more ways than she knows. Can love save her from this twisted nightmare they now call life? Don't forget to vote!❤️ ~Highest Ranking Tags~ #1 in Daryl Dixon x Reader #1 in Daryl Dixon Fanfiction #1 in Daryl Dixon #1 in Daryl #1 in TWD Fanfiction