We'll Beat This World ( A Carl Grimes Story)
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Ongoing, First published Apr 09, 2015
Farah Lee is a 15 year old girl growing up in the gruesome apocolypse. Seperated from her parents two years ago, she was left alone in the dense forest to fend for herself. Farah felt as if all her he luck had run out, and she wold eventually die alone, torn apart by flesh eating walkers. But one foggy september night, Farah's luck seemed to  turn around. She was found by a group, a cop as their leader. They were hostile at first, greeting Farah with a gun pointed to her head. The group eventualy welcomed young Farah with open arms. Finnaly, Farah felt as if she had a family again. She felt loved.
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.