The Archer's Love (Daryl Dixon Love Story)
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  • Reads 233
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 6
  • Time 3h 19m
Ongoing, First published Aug 25, 2024
Mature
A woman with a tragic past finally had hopes for the future, until it was taken away by a virus that destroyed her world and turned it into an apocalypse. After weeks of being a lone survivor, she almost gets killed by a walker when a certain archer comes to her rescue. When she gets taken in by his group, she slowly begins to trust them, while slowly creating a bond with that same archer. Now she has to fight to survive in the world of the dead while trying to hide the dark secrets of her past. And while all this was going on, the last thing she ever expected, was to fall in love with a Dixon, who could relate to her more than she realized. 

*OC's name is Mirri, and it's pronounced as {Me-rye}
* I only own Mirri and other original characters, the rest belong to AMC.
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