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(A fanfiction of FTWD's Troy Otto) Emmy Collins is an eighteen-year-old high school student, who dreamed of travelling and becoming a doctor well at least she used to be that girl with a bright future. That was until the dead started reanimating and eating the living. It turned the world upside down. In a small community in the middle of nowhere with a large wall surrounding it to keep the walkers out and ever since her mother died, it felt like it was to keep Emmy in that is until a scouting group bring back a wild, erratic stranger and changes everything. 11/12/2018

Book 2: Children of Violence Cristine her heart thumped. She could hear blood passing through her ears - thump, thump, thump-and looking down saw her red coated chest moving up and down. She even tasted textured meat that was never meant to be chewed on by a human. She noticed how her dirty hands shook around her upper legs and inhaled. Her vision became blurry when she looked at the calm Troy. Suddenly, she was hot and sweaty, so hot and sweaty that she wanted to run. But as soon as she tried to stand it left her body unsteady. The trembling traveled down into her legs and hips, leaving her shaky. She felt weak, as if everything just drained out of her. Yet, her heart seemed to pound even faster, even harder. She tried taking a deep breath to calm herself, but her inhales were sharp and shallow. Her vision went darker and narrow again, like a kaleidoscope. "Breathe," Troy calmly said. "You did good." He earnestly complimented. Fear the Walking Dead Pre-Season 3 | Troy Otto x OC Recommended read before starting this book: At the Edge of Misery

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 (Make sure to read books 1 & 2 before reading this one!) A new life doesn't open as a present, with pretty ribbons and assurance of comfort, yet more as a road to adventure with a degree of fog and chill. And thus it takes the adventurous heart to grab it, the brave feet to travel it, and the bold eyes to remain open to its curves and undulations. When the dream of one necessitates the nightmares of many, a foundational tenet of the divine universe has not been observed and a brave new world is invited to emerge. It's healing, repairing and the future is nothing but bright. Everyone's is allowed to dream. Maybe sometimes we tend to forget that this new world is still the apocalyptic world, and the swirling darkness is frightening. It keeps trying to chase me and I'm getting tired of running. Please don't let it get to me. I don't wanna give up that easily. *𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴 & 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥. All rights of The Walking Dead belong to their producers. Seasons 9-11 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥: 9𝘵𝘩 𝘕𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳, 2020

Trying to survive the apocalypse isn't just about slaying the undead. It's a 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 lot more complicated than that. Hardly anybody ever considers the barbaric murderers with the Cheshire Cat smiles or the cunning killers lurking around for their next victim to slice open. Or what about the huge range of communities out there, trying their best to thrive in the new world? Surely, not all of them are bad... right? Well, Brooklyn Scotts would be inclined to disagree to that last point made. For the girl has been surviving on her own since it all started, joining and leaving small groups here and there. But when she just so happens to unintentionally seek help on her travels, her whole world is turned upside down and she finds herself breaking all the rules. <><><> Highest Rank(s): » #1 Negan » #1 TheWalkingDead » #1 Rickgrimes <><><> || Negan X OC || || Mature Content || || Please Enjoy || <><><> » started late 2017 » completed summer 2019

Book 4: The World We Live In "Troy, stop," Cristine demanded. She didn't look at him, not even when she felt him cage her entirely between the door and himself, arms at either side of her body with his hands pressing into the door. Her eyes fluttered from the building pressure in her sockets. The upper corner of her lips twitched from holding back her urge to scream and cry at the same time. This wasn't right. Troy saw it all in front of him like a recorded movie and whispered, "not until you tell me the truth. Say that I'm right." Cristine didn't say anything for a long time and didn't want to argue, not when she wasn't sure what it would mean if she would fold under Troy's pressure and admit it. The familiar streak in his voice made her breath hitch. It was the tone that balanced on the fringe of reason and excited madness. Cristine bit her lower lip and glared at the floor. She didn't want to talk about this anymore, not when emotions started to run high and the thread of reason and insanity blurred. It was like toppling into the depth of everything dark and perverse of waiting to swallow them both whole with imminent ruin and self-destruction. Like always, they were operating at Troy's pace. Fear the Walking Dead (Post)Season 3 | Troy Otto x OC Recommended read before starting this book: Flesh And Bone

Amira Parker never expected for the world to end, let alone for the dead to rise up and start eating people alive. How will she and her family navigate the ever changing world where human and dead alike can't be trusted, and what will she do when a paticular Dixon can't seem to leave her alone. Can she withstand all the pain and destruction this new world will cause her? Or will she succumb to human nature and let it mold and break her? [Pre - Apocalypse - Ch.1 - Ch.2] [Season One - Ch.3 - Ch.10] [Season Two - Ch.11 - Ch.21] [Between Season's Two & Three - Ch.22] [Season Three - Ch.23 - 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐖𝐃 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐎𝐂'𝐬.

"When I said 'I will find you'. That was a promise" When the world turned to sh*t, Malia Rain only had one objective and that was to keep her and her brothers alive so with no plan in mind, she lead them out of town. Following an annoying car alarm to the top of the mountains, her family stumbled upon a group of people. Also Surviving. There, she finds people with the same objective. People who care for each other the same way she cares for her brothers. She meets people she likes and others she doesn't. She finds trust worthy people. And finds herself finally feeling comfort. Also, Malia catches the eye of a certain someone in the group. Will she finally find Peace? Will the group provide safety for her and her brothers? Will she allow herself to fall for that certain someone? I only own my own characters and storylines!!! (Season One - Season Five) Completed! ✅

"I'm bad. It's in my nature. Its who I am. And she wants me to be a better man. Which means I can't be who I am." "Well maybe this is who you are now. Love does that. It changes us." "Its not just that she makes him a better person. And she does but... He changes her too. He challenges her. Surprises her. He makes her question her life. Beliefs. He's different. His love is pure. He'll always be good for her. He's either the best thing for her... or the worst." ||||| Daisy Clark is picked in her camp 'Lotery'. Not the good one thought, the one that if you get chosen you must go to a station for experiments. Daisy is brought to a border patrol station, but one of the soldiers takes interest on her. Bringing her to his family ranch in which she's reunited with her family. A zombie world isn't a good world to live in, but he might just change her.

Fear The Walking Dead S8 | Troy Otto x Cristine Gerard (OC) Troy was dead-murdered. Cristine had clung to a flimsy thread of her reality through her connection with the ones she was returning to- her current small family unit, her grounding source in an otherwise chaotic existence. Yet, here Troy was, defying the narrative of her fractured reality. Cristine's heart pumped hard, and conflicting emotions drowned her senses. She had endured years of solitude, crafting a facade of resilience, and now, faced with his supposed face, her mind rejected the implausible truth. "This isn't real," Cristine blurted out, her voice laced with desperate denial. The fragility of her mental state, often masked by a stoic survivor persona she had unveiled in full, unraveled in the face of this impossible. "You're not real. "Attempting to escape, Cristine recoiled, trying to distance herself from the phantom holding her captive that defied the logic of her grief-stricken existence. "You're dead." Sheer panic gripped her, an overwhelming surge of fear that clawed at the edges of her consciousness. The very fabric of reality seemed to unravel, and as if caught in a relentless undertow, Cristine struggled against the tide. She suddenly kicked her feet, startling Troy as if trying to dispel an illusion. Breathing became a precious commodity, the air growing thin as panic tightened its grip around her throat. Cristine gasped for air, her chest constricting in the throes of a panic attack. Darkness threatened to engulf her, both in and out.

phil • o • phobia noun the fear of falling in love or being emotionally connected to another. aiden dixon loved her family. she was terrified to lose them. she had already lost too many people. her brother, a woman she grew up with, a very close friend, her brother-in-law, another close friend, and her father figure. aiden was in an abusive relationship for a year. she never trusted another man after that unless it was her father, brother, rick grimes, or the reed brothers. that was, until she met daryl dixon daryl dixon had only ever loved one woman before aiden. and that was his mother. he didn't expect to marry anyone. especially in the middle of the zombie apocalypse. he didn't expect to ever have a kid. he had one on the way. aiden and daryl were in love. everyone in their group saw it. they would kill for the other. they would sacrifice themselves for one another. the group all came from different places. they all had different backgrounds. but they all had one thing in common. they all experienced a bit of philophobia. THE WALKING DEAD. season five, season six, season seven. book three of five. all rights belong to robert kirkman and amc. aiden walsh, payton reed, nathaniel bivens, macy bivens, and xavier reed and their plot and most of their lines belong to me. please don't steal. started: december 9, 2019 finished: march 30, 2020 started editing: july 1, 2021 finished editing: july 4, 2021