Romance should be the last thing on her mind once the world ended- and it was... until she met Daryl Dixon. While trying to adapt to the way the new world had changed her, it seems as though he was the only one standing by her side. The dead aren't the only thing she has to fear when the thing she loves the most is ripped away from her, and she must face being completely and utterly alone in a world full of the dead. AN: I wrote this when I was 15, please be gentle I've improved greatly since then Edit; thank you for 40K views!

Carol glanced back and her heart stopped when she saw the scars crisscrossing her back and her unevenly healed ribs making her torso lumped in a few places. She felt tears roll down her cheeks as she unknowingly reached over and skimmed her fingers over the skin, making Asher jump away from her touch. "Did they do this to you?" Asher shook her head no to answer her. "You can tell me the truth, sweetie." "It isn't like that! They saved me from this. They- they saved me from the ones who did this." "What happened to the ones who did this?" Asher looked at the ground, remembering the screams of her mother outside the locked basement door that day. "They got what they deserved." •••A Daryl Dixon Story••• Disclaimer: I do not own any of the TWD characters or main plot, I simply own my characters and my changes to the plot line. THIS STORY IS ALL ONE BIG POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION! Awards: #1- thewalkingdead 1/22/19 #1- rickgrimes 1/28/19

Years after a fateful first encounter, Y/N and an old friend cross paths again, each carrying the weight of old scars and a shared connection to the brutal Delta group. Clementine invites Y/N to Ericson's School For Troubled Youth, a community of young survivors striving to rebuild and find peace. But as he tries to settle into this new life, his pasts resurfaces with a vengeance. Forced together, they uncover connections that have bound them together for longer than either could have known. With a new home and new friends under threat, Y/N and Clementine must confront the shadows of their pasts and work together to survive once more.. and to protect the people they've come to call family. I do not own the Walking Dead. The only thing that I own are my OC's.

"How many walkers have you killed?" "Must be a couple hundred at this point" "How many people have you killed?" "Just...two" "Why?" _____________________________ These are the three questions Salem, a 15 year old girl surviving on her own in the apocalypse is asked after running into an unexpected situation. Little does she know, she's in for a rodeo... _____________________________ TWD Carl Grimes x oc. _____________________________ TW: Violence, mentions of SA, torture, graphic details of gore No smut...for now? We'll see.

A year and a half after the war with Negan ends, CJ and her husband continue to survive and live to build their future, surrounded by friends and the people they love. Conflicts arise and old wounds get opened, and she ends up losing another that she loves. Years after the great loss, CJ is finally in a place where she feels like things are settled. Good times make up for the bad, and she sees a future ahead of her and her family. Until new enemies make themselves known, and everything changes once again. ***** "We're gonna get through this... We are, I promise you." "It just feels like we spend our lives fighting. We win one fight and then the next just seems to knock on the door." "And we'll win this one too. Remember what you used to tell Carl, what you tell people even now when they need hope. Say it." "We're the ones who live." "Goddamn right we are." ***** (Book 2 of 'Didn't See That Coming': Read that first if you haven't already!)

'𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝘼𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝘿𝙚𝙣𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚...' *** Her world was empty long before the real one came to an end, and she was forced to resort to trusting strangers. Dead bodies walked the Earth, and the living had two options; band together and live, or turn on one another, and die. Tori makes friends (and enemies) within the group she finds herself a part of. One man stands out as the most irritating, yet the one who also has the biggest heart of all of them. They drive each other crazy, but craziness is to be expected at the end of the world. She battles the harsh realities of the new world, as well as the internal struggle that continues to cripple her mind and body alike. *** [Daryl Dixon x OC] [Sexual Content] [TWD - Season 1-11] [Started 6/7/2023] [Finished ???]

Completed! ✔️ I HAVE A SEQUEL UP!! ❤️ Ashley Dixon. Little sister of Daryl and Merle Dixon. Ashley is stuck in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. She got separated from her brothers from the beginning. What will happen. Will she be in this alone or will she find her brothers? "Who is she Daryl? Do you know her?" Carl asked Daryl. "She's my sister" He whispered to him not taking my eyes off his little sister. 'I found her. I found my sister.' Daryl thought to himself. Highest rank: #1 in carlgrimes #1 in dixon

Something tragic happened and she ran. She ran until she couldn't breathe anymore, until her lungs were on fire and her legs gave out. A man took her in, treating her like a daughter. Until the wife got frustrated with her being around, always a reminder of not being able to give her husband a child of their own. So she ran again. A man convinced her to stop running. He was her best friend and his wife hated that. What will happen when the dead rise? Will she have to face the tragedy that had her running from the start?

↳ that's how human's are, ashes to ashes... oc x daryl dixon season 4 - ? TW: Depression, thoughts of suicide, use of drugs/alcohol, use of tobacco, detailed gore, use of weapons, death, and mentions/suggestions of assault. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the original TWD characters, dialogue, or plots. All the characters, dialogue, and plots I have created belong to me.

Aria Dixon finds herself tied- literally. After a tragedy that strikes her down, she believes all hope is lost, and all meaning for staying alive is gone. But once she finds her uncle who she presumed dead, she gets a spark of hope. On top of it all, Aria is met with the striking feelings of starting to fall in love with Carl Grimes. Held back by the fear of getting attached to someone who will inevitably die anyways, Aria struggles with the structure of death. What's moral, what's right, what's death, and who's actually deceased?