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Ellie Cleaver

A fathers last stand

The world ended, and all you had left was your little girl. You were twenty-six years old, a father to a beautiful five-year-old daughter named Grace, and one of the few things keeping you sane in a world overrun by the dead. Before the outbreak, you had a relatively ordinary life. Now, your days revolved around finding food, avoiding walkers, and making sure your little girl made it to another sunrise. For the past few weeks, the two of you had been hiding out in an abandoned grocery store. It wasn't much, but it had food, barricaded doors, and somewhere relatively safe for Grace to sleep. You'd done everything in your power to protect her. You'd taught her how to stay quiet, how to hide, and how to recognize the dead. But you couldn't protect her from everything. Three days ago, Grace was bitten.

A father’s last prayer.

The world has fallen, the dead walk the earth, and all you have left are your two five-year-old twins, Grace and James. At just twenty-six, you're doing everything in your power to keep them alive, but when Grace suddenly falls seriously ill, your little world begins to crumble. With no doctors, limited supplies, and nowhere left to turn, you're running out of hope. When Rick Grimes and his group stumble across your hiding place, help comes from the most unexpected people. Among them is Daryl Dixon — a rough, guarded hunter who isn't used to getting attached, let alone falling for someone. But there's something about you that catches his attention immediately. Your looks, your gentle nature, and above all, the way you'd tear the world apart to protect your children. What starts as a chance encounter soon becomes something neither of you expected. And in a world where tomorrow is never promised, Daryl might just find himself fighting for more than survival.

The things we never say

The world is ending. The dead are walking. And Daryl Dixon has never had more to lose. Y/N is no stranger to blood, bullets or getting his hands dirty. At twenty-four, he's one of Rick Grimes' strongest men, a fighter, a survivor and someone you definitely don't want to get on the wrong side of. But there's one thing he can't fight: the feelings he's spent years pretending aren't there. Him and Daryl have never needed to say what they are to each other. Everyone already knows. Between stolen touches, sarcastic remarks and the kind of loyalty that runs deeper than words, they've built something worth protecting in a world that's taken everything. Until one prison clearing goes horribly wrong. A swarm of walkers. A group torn apart. And Y/N nowhere to be found. Daryl can handle the dead. But losing Y/N? That's another fucking story.

A friend of my brothers

When Merle Dixon's best friend, Y/N, unexpectedly stumbles into the quarry camp, bloody, injured, and barely standing, a long-lost reunion turns into something neither Dixon brother anticipated. Merle is overjoyed to have his best friend back, but his little brother Daryl has a rather different reaction. Having heard countless stories about Y/N for years, Daryl is completely unprepared to meet the hottest man he's ever laid eyes on. And Y/N? Well, he thinks Merle's grumpy little brother is absolutely adorable. The apocalypse might be hell, but falling in love could make it a little more bearable.