Glennrhee Stories

( 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎. ┆ 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐧 𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐞 ) ――――――――――――――――――――― 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃... veroníca hayes is occupied. with raising a child and being in the middle of an apocalypse, she's far too occupied for a relationship. which is why she's very confused on why she likes glenn so much. season 2 ✓ season 3 ✓ season 4 ✓ season 5 . . . in progess glenn rhee x female oc!

Rick and Lori had their eldest Theodora Jade when they were teenagers. But the girl was loved by the town. Popular in highschool. Throughout her childhood she was given the nickname TJ. She had many things going in her way. But in her highschool, she was on her way to have a boyfriend, parents were fighting, and now an apocalypse.

(Daryl Dixon's Daughter) "He's been lost" "So has she"

rick grimes x fem!oc ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ there's a strange weather whenever rebecca miller and rick grimes are together. but not in the literal sense, no. there's a 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 between them. let's just hope they won't have gotten too much on each other's nerves before they have figured out what's going on.

HER: [ A last and final exhale of breath ] I'm glad it was you in the end. DARYL DIXON / THE WALKING DEAD. season one ── season eleven © residenteviis COVER MADE BY ( @gutsfang / scarlett )

"Ain't never had someone properly look out for me." He continued, hands on the wheel. "I don't know how to be... you know... what ya need me to be." "A Dad?" She filled in the space for him. He just kind of nodded. "Yeah. That." "I don't really know how to be looked after." She spoke as well, bringing her feet up onto the seat and crisscrossing them. "So I guess we're both even." -------- Diana is a girl on the run from both the walkers and her past. One day while traveling alone through the woods a certain archer mistakes her for a walker and shoots her. Despite her protests the group tries to get to know her. But Diana wants her past to stay IN the past. All she knows how to do is run. She and Daryl don't like each other until he realizes: she's just like him. Disclaimer: this is FOUND family! They are NOT related by blood.

What if Glenn and Maggie met and fell in love years before the apocalypse??? Glenn and Maggie Rhee lived a peaceful and normal life until the apocalypse tore their world apart. Now they have to fight not just to survive, but to protect their three year old son Hershel, and their unborn daughter. Every step is a test of courage, every choice a battle between hope and despair. With family at their side, old and new, they must navigate hordes of walkers, ruthless dangers, and the uncertainty of a world forever changed. But even in the darkest hours, their love burns bright as a promise and a reason to keep fighting.

People would describe Dean Dixon the way one would describe a stray dog. They would tell you that the small boy was more on the streets than he was in those two houses he was supposed to call a home. They would tell you that he spent so little time in those houses and more time wandering the distance between them. They would tell you the small boy looked like a battered dog with scraped, bruised skin, patches of cuts, bleeding or dry along his skin. The one that stood out was the scar across his face. There were whispers about it. Some betted on his mother. Others betted on his father. A few betted on his uncle. The cut on his face made him look unapproachable. People would tell you he looked like an anxious dog in a corner if you approached him, barring his teeth in warning. His wary, cautious eyes watched you until it made you uncomfortable and you left. People would tell you to leave him alone. That some strays can't be saved. People would say that Dean Dixon was doomed from the second he was born.

𖥻 ׁ ׅ SUNLIGHT AND STEEL ! ﹒ ◡◡ . . . ────۶ৎ──── 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙮𝙥𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩. - ᨳଓ . 𝙂𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙣 𝙍𝙝𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙𝙨. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩, 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙. 𝘼 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙡𝙚, 𝙖 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙂𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧. ────۶ৎ──── i suck at making descriptions sorryyy - 𑣲kay t. walking dead Glenn Rhee x fem! oc slow-ish burn strangers to friends to lovers Best Rankings - ᭪༊ #20 - carlgrimes

Rylie Turner and her sister are trapped with their alcoholic father who brings his buddies home to drink and shoot pool. His friends could buy Rylie at the highest bid and get her anyway they wanted her as long as her pretty face wasn't messed up. Daddy's rule. But Ted Turner didn't expect Rylie to fight back and the dead rising made it easier to kill him twice. Read Broken Wings you'll be surprised at all the things Annie can and has done to survive. She meets some new people, a group that could take them in. Can she trust a crossbow yielding redneck and a racist ass brother of his. The rest of the group seemed okay. They'd stay one day and leave ,or would they?

The world ended three weeks ago. Claire Grimes is still counting. Eighteen years old. Daughter of missing sheriff's deputy Rick Grimes. Stuck in a dusty quarry camp outside Atlanta with what's left of the living her mom, her little brother, a group of strangers, and a man who keeps looking at her like he already knows how this story ends. Claire survives the only way she knows how: by counting. Breaths before the panic takes over. Days since her father disappeared. The quiet is too loud, the nights are too long, and the dead never stop coming. She has Amy and Glenn the only two people who don't treat her like she's about to break. She has Shane who watches her a little too closely. And somewhere out there, past the tree line and the endless moaning, is a future she can't even imagine yet... one that might include a soft spoken blonde girl with a guitar and a heart still stubbornly beating. In a world that keeps taking, Claire is learning how to keep living. Even when every number feels like a countdown. Counting the Dead A Walking Dead fanfiction Claire Grimes x Beth Greene

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}}

Delaney talks to statues, as she dances 'round the pool. She chases cats through Roman ruins, and stomps on big toadstools. Father. Daughter. Down by the water. Shells si n k, at. o dreams fl Life's good on our boat. ---------------------------------------- This story is rated MATURE. It will contain blood, gore, murder, death, assault, extremely creative foul language, and other all around violent themes. Reader discretion is advised. All references and storylines from The Walking Dead belong to AMC and Robert Kirkman. Delaney, her story, and any other characters and plotlines that you don't recognize belong to me! Some inspiration for Delaney as a character and the book as a whole goes to Jimmy Buffet, specifically from the song 'Delaney Talks to Statues'. No copying or reposting, please! 🥺 ©ex2ess

Aurora "Rory" reed has spent the end of the world tucked away on a quiet farm, safe behind fences and familiar faces. But safety doesn't last. When a wounded boy and a desperate father stumble onto their land, Rory's world cracks open - pulling her into a group of strangers who fight, bleed, and survive in ways she's never had to. Thrown into chaos, Rory learns that survival isn't just about staying alive. It's about who you become when everything falls apart - and who you're willing to protect when dawn finally breaks.

Ed and Carol were young and in love. Carol having a teen pregnancy and having Cassandra but over time Ed became abusive to both girls. Many years later came Sophia and it got worse. Ed never allowed Cassandra to go to college but everything changed one day and now Cassandra and her family needs to learn how to survive.

When the world ended, Odette never really expected anyone to come looking for her. Eleven years old, alone, and running out of reasons to believe that anyone was coming back, Odette has learned a few things about surviving the end of the world. Keep moving. Don't trust too quickly. Never take more than you need. And, most importantly, never get attached to anything you can't afford to lose. For a while, those rules are enough. Then Glenn Rhee finds her. Brought to a small survivor camp outside Atlanta, Odette finds herself surrounded by strangers who offer her food, shelter, and a place beside their fire. There's Glenn, who treats her with a kindness she doesn't know what to do with, and Daryl Dixon, a sharp-tongued hunter who seems determined to keep her out of trouble despite insisting she isn't his responsibility. And then there's Carl Grimes. A year older, stubborn, curious, and just as tired of being treated like a child, Carl is the first person her age who makes her feel like she doesn't have to explain herself. Their friendship begins with awkward conversations, stupid arguments, and the sort of small moments that shouldn't mean anything. Until they do. But the world beyond their camp is cruel, and the people Odette begins to love have lives, losses, and fears of their own. As the dead keep walking and the living become harder to understand, Odette must learn that surviving alone and learning to live are two very different things. Because sometimes the hardest part isn't surviving the end of the world. It's finding something worth staying for. English isn't my first language I apologize for any mistakes in grammar.

a carl grimes fan fiction

A group of survivors travel in search of safety and security, constantly on the move in search of a secure home. But the pressure each day to stay alive sends many in the group to the deepest depths of human cruelty, and they soon discover that the overwhelming fear of the survivors can be more deadly than the zombies walking among them. At times, the interpersonal conflicts present a greater threat to their continuing survival than the walkers that roam the country.

One day you have everything you've ever wanted...the next? Well, the world ends. 🪱🦎🪱🦎🪱 Lee Jenkins had been on her own for three weeks eating scraps or whatever animals she hunted to survive. The dead was practically around every corner. She was alone. Her family was dead. A few of the dead found her in the woods and her boot snagged a root. She was ready to die. Ready to see her family again. Two rednecks saved her life that day. She never knew how thankful she'd be until years later. 🦎🪱🦎🪱🦎 Disclaimers - The story contains blood, gore, violence, depression, etc. I do not own or claim to own AMC's the walking dead or their characters. I only own my original character(s) and my own plot lines. 🪱🦎🪱🦎🪱

BOOK 1 Being a Dixon is hard but being Merle Dixon's daughter is harder. Malice Dixon was born 17 years before the outbreak to a woman who didn't want her so she gave the baby to merle. But merle knows he's not the father. Everything belongs to the creators of The Walking Dead other than my OC I'm writing this in my phone so there's going to be mistakes (Season 1-3) Completed