
Beth was following her beloved family, was following HIM, even when she knew that she just couldn’t, just shouldn’t go back to them, go back to HIM. They were better off without her. Or maybe not?


Ten years ago Daryl had sworn himself that he won’t ever come back, that he won’t ever take a foot in his hometown again for the rest of his life. But now he still found himself on the highway, which was leading to the city he never ever wanted to go back again…


The Biker was leaning against the jamb in the kitchen doorway, a cigarette hanging from his lips and a bottle of beer in his hand. He didn’t typically stand around staring at chicks but this one caught his eye the minute she came in the door. He’d had his eye on her ever since.
2nd Place Best Happily Ever After Fic for 2017 Moonshine Awards


Losing her was one of the hardest moments he had ever faced. Gaining her back was indescribable. Clasping her hand before taking on the next step of their journey he knew he wouldn’t be without her. She was his piece of Georgia and he never planned on leaving.
