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A Spark

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. "you coming?" I look back at him

"uh yeah I dropped something, keep going I'll catch up." And Ron does so. I picked up the knife i dropped and look over my shoulder, making sure Ron wasn't watching. I ran over to where Carl was and you whispered in his ear "Get you and your dad out of here." I pulled away and looked into his eyes. I handed him the knife and ran to catch up with Ron. 
Leaving Carl looking mesmerized.All Rights Reserved

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survival by thefantasychild

{s e a s o n 1 - 2} {t h e w a l k i n g d e a d} in the distance past the checkouts i spot a man roughly in his 40s sitting on a seat. he's slumped over, elbows resting on knees, his head hung low, shoulders rigid and unmoving; his short brown hair sticks to his forehead, sweat glistening under the bright lights of the mall, his chest is heaving like he's just ran a marathon and desperate for air. he glances up, eyes shooting across each individual figure rapidly, his eyebrows furrowed and cheeks flushed. his eyes keep dancing across each figure, looking at each one for just a second before bouncing to the next. soon enough his eyes catch mine, gaze locked onto me, no longer bouncing from person to person. he stares like he can see straight through me, like i'm not even here; my mouth dries, tongue suddenly heavy as a dart my eyes away before looking back at him again. he just stares. he looks ravenous.

Darkness behind ♤ Daryl Dixon [FINISHED] by walkingdead_cookie

"Survive now. Cry later. " ♤ "Sweetheart, hush now" I whispered as we hid in the tiny mahogany closest, a small stream of light drifting in. He made a small whimper causing me to pull him closer to my chest as the footsteps got louder. Squeezing my eyes closed, I heard the squeaking of a floorboard as the light disappeared and an eye came into view. "Hey lil bro! Come see what I found!" A loud, raspy, harsh voice chuckled. My heart sped up. This was it.. #1 in #twdlovestory #13 in #twdfanfic out of 2.8K #9 in #daryl

All that I adore by kdellera

"Is that...him?" you ask. "Yeah, that's him." he puts an arm around your shoulders. The man looks up at you two and nods at Shane. "We should probably talk." + You're Rick's 18-year-old daughter, and you fall for his best friend.

Please,won't you let me go? (Jeff the killer x Reader) by juniepie

You fell on your knees as Jeff had the gun on his hand,aiming at your head. "What are you waiting for?!! Shoot me already!" you yelled at him. "I can't! Especially to you Y/N!!" he said as he stopped aiming at your head. You sighed "Fine,if you won't do it... I will" you quickly kicked the gun off his hand and catched it in mid-air. Aiming at your head while holding the trigger and smiling while a tear rolling down your eye, "Goodbye Jeff" you plainly say. "NO Y/N YOU IDIOT--" A loud BANG was heard all over the forest.

The Boy in the Sheriff Hat (Book 1) by The-LA-Rose

"If you want to stop, will you tell me?" he asked, raggedly. I nodded. "Do you want to stop?" I asked, cupping the side of his face, sliding my finger underneath his strong and angular jawline, my prints tingling at the feel of his almost stubble. "God no... not yet" he breathed. I nodded, abandoning his face and grasping at the belt of his jeans instead.

Why with you? (Carl Grimes fanfic) by Neverlookinback

I never liked Carl, but he asks me out and I say yes? Maybe in the end, dating him wasn't the worst mistake I made.. {IN MAJOR EDITING RIGHT NOW SO PLEASE BARE WITH MY OLD WRITING SKILLS AND EVERYTHING IS DELETING ITSELF...LIKE THIS FLIPPING DESCRIPTION THING} enjoy the story! This beautiful cover is made by @hannahfaves

The Girl He Forgot (Book 2) by The-LA-Rose

He leant over slightly, his lips grazing my ear. "This will mean nothing... so if you want me to stop, you need to say something right now" he whispered into my ear, his voice hoarse and raspy. I wish I'd had the strength, the will power, to resist such a downgrading proposition but... I didn't. For whatever screwed up reason, I needed this too...

She saved me (Carl Grimes x Reader) by little_miss_mute

"You are not safe. No matter how many people are around or how clear the area looks. No matter what anyone says, no matter what you think, you are not safe. What we're doing is dangerous, and I don't want you getting careless. I know you know what you're doing. I know you're smart, but it only takes a second. You know that. One second and it's all over." - Rick Grimes If it weren't for her I wouldn't be standing here right now. She saved my life. As a way to thank her I practically begged my dad to take her into our group and he agreed. She's now part of our group in the prison. Now I think I'm falling for her. I know it's stupid. Thinking about romance when the world is a wreck. Survival should be my first priority, but I can't help but fall in love. With the girl that saved my life.

Ruin Me So You Can Save Yourself (Daryl Dixon X Male OC) by MIshaSatanHimself

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survival

{s e a s o n 1 - 2} {t h e w a l k i n g d e a d} in the distance past the checkouts i spot a man roughly in his 40s sitting on a seat. he's slumped over, elbows resting on knees, his head hung low, shoulders rigid and unmoving; his short brown hair sticks to his forehead, sweat glistening under the bright lights of the mall, his chest is heaving like he's just ran a marathon and desperate for air. he glances up, eyes shooting across each individual figure rapidly, his eyebrows furrowed and cheeks flushed. his eyes keep dancing across each figure, looking at each one for just a second before bouncing to the next. soon enough his eyes catch mine, gaze locked onto me, no longer bouncing from person to person. he stares like he can see straight through me, like i'm not even here; my mouth dries, tongue suddenly heavy as a dart my eyes away before looking back at him again. he just stares. he looks ravenous.