Carlgrimes Stories

Nell has lost everyone she ever loved. She witnessed her little brother getting tore to shreds right in front of her eyes. And to make things worse, she is alone. At this point, Nell would prefer to get eaten alive by brain-munchers. There's no point in life if she isn't even living- she's just surviving. When the last bit of canned food runs out, it forces Nell to leave her house, but she finds herself in some trouble with a brain-muncher and wakes up in a... farmhouse? Nell knows to never trust anyone, it's what her dad always told her. Before her dad died, Nell had a very strange relationship with him. He was abusive- both physically and emotionally. Nell always thought that was normal. It's normal for dads to get angry and lash out. It's normal to be punished for trying to speak... right? When she meets the group taking shelter at the farmhouse, will she run away? Is her need for a true family stronger than her loyalty to her abusive father? Or will a certain guy with a crossbow and a boy in a sheriff hat show her that life is worth living? • • • Amazing book cover by @tbr_tales !! Daryl's daughter/Carl's lover/Found family The story does not completely follow the plot of The Walking Dead. The plot line strays away from the show at times due to Nell's interference. Tw: Physical abuse, attempted suicide, gore. I do NOT own any of the walking dead characters except for Nell, Ollie, and a bunch of others that may be in the story that aren't from twd. #1 in darylsdaughter 09/01/23 #1 in daryldixondaughter 09/01/23 #1 in abraham 09/05/23 #1 in carlgrimes 4/11/24 #2 in glennrhee 09/20/23 #1 in Alexandria 09/26/23 #2 in twdfanfic 10/04/23 #1 in hershelgreene 11/9/23 #1 in thewalkingdeadfanfic 3/30/24

One day Clair finally meets the man of her dreams at her job, but that's the day the outbreak hits. Can she maintain a relationship with the man she absolutely adores? Or will she be forced to accept the fact that he is an absolute mad man?

𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐨 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞́𝐧, 𝐮𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐦𝐚 𝐔𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐨́𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨́ 𝐚 𝐬𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐨 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐘 𝐞𝐥, 𝐮𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐦𝐚

My name is Seraphina Dixon, and I live in the ruins of everything that once mattered. People say the world ended on August 25, 2010. But my world ended much earlier-March 15, 2008. I was only nine when he sold me to the man in black. All for booze. ☆◇☆◇☆◇☆◇☆◇☆◇☆◇☆◇☆◇☆ -But I'd started noticing him more lately. Which was annoying. Because on³ce you noticed someone, you noticed everything. The stupid hat. The way he'd always stand with one hand hooked on his belt. The way he'd look over his shoulder before opening any door. It wasn't important. So why was my brain treating it like it was?- I do not own the characters The writers of the walking dead do I only own 2 of the characters I will be changing the age a little ♡TOP RATINGS♡ #1 Creepers #1 Befriend #1 walkinddead #1 walkers #1 grimes #1 carlgrimesfanfiction Begin : November 21, 2025

Hi im ella-rose I am 4 1/2 I like to play i have Dyslexia and I am very shy and don't trust many people

-ˋ.⋆♱ ݁˖ ─ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ᴍᴀʀᴋꜱ ᴏɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ─ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪ [ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ: ꜰᴏᴜʀ] ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴏᴄ © ᴅᴇᴇʀʟʏᴅᴇᴘᴀʀᴛᴅ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ #1 ɪɴ ᴛᴡᴅ - 3/27/21 #1 ɪɴ ᴢᴏᴍʙɪᴇꜱ - 7/30/21 #1 ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢᴅᴇᴀᴅꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ - 9/11/21 #1 ɪɴ ᴄᴀʀʟɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ - 2/10/22 #1 ɪɴ ᴄʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇʀʀɪɢɢꜱ - 6/19/22 #1 ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢᴅᴇᴀᴅ - 7/6/22 ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛

The world had already ended once when the dead started to walk-but for Rick Grimes, the second ending came the day he met her. She wasn't supposed to be part of this. Too young. Too untouched by the horrors that aged everyone else overnight. Yet there she stood-quiet, steady, with eyes full of questions and a kind of innocence that had no business surviving in a place like this. And somehow, against everything he believed was right, Rick couldn't look away. He told himself it was just protective instinct. That the pull in his chest was guilt, or maybe even fatherly. But when she smiled at him-just once, in a world where smiles were rare-he knew. It wasn't fatherly. It wasn't innocent. It was dangerous. And he was already too far gone.

"Keep your eyes on the treeline, Clem. You see something moving, you don't scream, you don't run-you find me or Rick. You copy?" [ THE ONES THAT LIVED ] the walking dead / oc season one - two

18-year-old Lola Maxwell has been stuck in the USA with her family since the apocalypse started. When she comes across a farm while searching for a lost girl, she meets someone who makes her realise there's more to this terrifying new life than just surviving. Handling new feelings while protecting herself and everyone she cares about is not easy...

When the world falls to ruin, Nari Rhee becomes the quiet heart of a dying world - a nurse who still believes in saving people, even when there's almost no one left to save. Alongside her brother Glenn, she learns how to survive, how to fight, and how to hope. Then she meets Daryl Dixon - a man built from scars and silence. What begins as wary respect turns into something fierce and undeniable, a slow-burning love that endures through loss, fire, and blood. In a world of ashes, they find something worth living for. *revised and edited*

When her brother's best friend got shot, Jamie's world tilted. She stayed strong for Carl and Lori, she stayed strong for her brother and friends. Rick was recovering, he was. But then they bombed the city. The dead were walking, overtaking the city and Rick Grimes lived. "You're so much like him." "Why's that so bad? He's my... he was my brother." "I know. But it scares me."

"feeling so tired, really falling apart" t.walking dead daryl dixon x fem! oc season 1 - season 11 slow burn start: april 18, 2022 WARNING: any images, videos, gifs that are used in this book do not belong to me unless stated so. this story will include sensitive topics. added characters belong to me...

Main Premise What if the lineup never ended in death? Lucille is raised. Everyone is kneeling. Abraham braces himself. Glenn prepares to die beside Maggie. Rick is already broken. And then- Negan is interrupted. Not by another Savior. Not by walkers. By a convoy powerful enough to make even Negan step back. A mysterious woman arrives with heavily armed soldiers dressed in black and gold, children hidden safely inside armored vehicles far from the bloodshed. Her people call her Doctora. Others whisper another title: Saint. And for the first time in years, Negan looks nervous.

rick grimes x fem!oc ────﹒♡﹒──── past, present, future meet in a world where almost everything rots. ex best friends stephanie clark and rick grimes get a second chance while trying to survive the living and the dead.

⸻ IT'S GOTTA BE YOU AND ME FROM NOW ON. WE DON'T SEPARATE, EVER. ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 carl and tatum are determined to come out the other side hand in hand, growing and blurring the lines of their friendship in the process. ( carl grimes x fem!oc ) ( season 1 - season 8 )

At the end of the day, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘴 ✶ It's the end of the world, but at least we're together. In which a young doctor tries to survive the zombie apocalypse Or, in which Tallulah Baird finds a family, even as the world ends. Daryl Dixon x f!oc The Walking Dead © noellelore '25

In the apocalyptic world, the youngest Dixon sibling met a sheriffs deputy who'd left her brother handcuffed to a roof to die. They start off rocky, but she doesn't know where it'll end up. {{Rick Grimes Fanfic}} {{Started: April 25th, 2026}}

"You promised me you would keep him alive." I whisper with tears running down my face. He meant the world to me. "I'm sorry, Sami! I tried so hard I did." He pleads. Who is Sami? Who is she talking to? Who are they talking about? Keep reading and find out!

- TWD SEASONS 2-5 - "Daddy told me not to sneak out again," the blonde mumbled softly, rolling the blade of grass between her fingers. "He was pretty angry when he found out." "Then I'll just have to help you be more careful this time," I pressed. Her blue eyes wandered to my own as a small, mischievous grin began to spread across her face. "I guess one more night couldn't hurt." "That's my girl." Beth giggled and stood up, glancing towards the sky before settling her attention towards the house. Her hand buried itself into her jean pocket before pulling out a small, pressed flower. She placed the purple object in my hand, folding my fingers over it carefully. "Just to hold you over until tonight."