Daryl's Little Sister ( Carl Grimes Love story)
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  • Reads 699
  • Votes 35
  • Parts 4
  • Time 15m
Ongoing, First published Jul 10, 2015
I gotta survive as long as possible I tell myself even though I don't have anybody to look out for me or watch my back its weird and complicated I'm Kyra Dixon and I live in a world where Zombies have taken over most people call it the Walking Dead I miss my brothers so much I haven't seen them in so long every night I cry and ache in pain cause there's any emptiness but at least they taught me to hunt and I have my Crossbow and my pistol
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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.