I always found it annoying having bad guys wanting to kill me but after the apocalypse started I missed the fact that when I shot someone they would stay dead. ----------------------- Characters and some of the plot and dialogue don't being to me. (Apart from Lilith) #1 Daryldixonfanfiction 28/03/21 #2 Daryl Dixon 5/02/21 #1 Carol Peltier 5/04/21 #1 The Walking Dead 30/04/21 #1 Glenn Rhee 24/04/21

Maison, or "Sonny" as her friends called her, has always been lucky. even when she was a kid but now that the world has come to an end, will her luck eventually run out? or will she always live lucky? ∆ Disclaimer/Authors note I own nothing from The Walking Dead, only my own characters and their backgrounds, and alterations to the storyline. My third Daryl Dixon fic, yes. But it will be a lot longer than the other two, I promise. Season 3 - ? Please vote, comment and enjoy!

I will never forget the day I met Daryl Dixon. /// I reached my hand out for him. "I'm Underwood, Holly Underwood." He does nothing. I pursed my lips in frustration. This kid is difficult. Finally, he slowly takes my hand in his, and does a slow shake. He mumbled something, still not making eye contact. "What?" "Daryl." "You don' have a last name?" "Dixon. Daryl Dixon." I smiled. (Pre-Apocalypse love story)

"The Daryl Dixon I Know" is about Daryl's life before the apocalypse. We get to know the world he lived in as a teenager, with the young and beautiful Catherine Clark at his side. The story will be seen in Catherine's POV as she tells her story and how she met and fell in love with Daryl. This fanfiction is just a short, quick love story that you can enjoy reading in just one sitting. ! I do not own Daryl Dixon's Character but everything I write about are my own ideas and this story is made up by me. ! I moved the timeline so that the story starts in 2010. I know that Daryl was almost 40 at this time, but in this story the apocalypse doesn't exist, and it's easier for me to write in this time then in the 80s where Daryl originally would have been in his teens.

-Book one- Before the Apocalypse, she was just Blake Holden. Before she was Blake Holden, she was Blake Spektor. That's when Daryl Dixon knew her, and she knew Daryl Dixon. Of course, they had other names to refer to one another. Both hurtful and kind. So this...Is the TIME they met, and BEFORE they fell apart. ________ #9 IN PRE-APOCALYPSE #28 DARYLDIXONLOVESTORY #48 IN DARYLDIXONXOC

Brielle's determined to make it home to her family where she knows they can be safe and survive; however, in apocalyptic times the challenges increase day by day. It wasn't just the walking dead she had to fear, but other dangers that lurked around every corner. When Brielle thinks she has a grasp on survival, she encounters a man who changes the game completely. Daryl lost his group several days ago and ended up roaming Georgia with a group of men who he would rather not be with, but during the end of the world, survival is key. He was about to lose what little hope he had left when a woman crossed his path and changed his way of thinking and feeling. --- Daryl nodded and pulled away from Brielle. He couldn't look her in the eyes. "Thanks for rescuing me again," she said and grabbed his face so he would look at her in the eyes. "Thanks for rescuing me," he whispered. Brielle cried and put her lips on Daryl's tasting his and her tears mix in their kiss. Brielle pulled away again knowing Daryl wouldn't do it.

A/N: This is the updated version of FYD <3 Y/n L/n was your average college student before the world went to shit. She lived in Atlanta with her childhood friend, Glenn, and had never once left the city after she had moved there, apart from the occasional visit to see her Mother, whom was hospitalised in another state. However, the end of the world changed that, forcing her to leave the city and wander the highway. Permanently. When the city was overrun, she was separated from Glenn and forced to flee the city, which she hadn't left for years. With no idea where to go or what to do, she simply wandered down the highway. And though she may have been a city kid, she was far from useless. She was used to fighting for her life and she was used to being alone, so to say the very least, she could handle whatever the end of the world threw at her. Equipped with her trusted bow, Lucy, and her fathers vintage revolver, she was ready for anything. Dead or otherwise. A few months after the 'End', Y/n eventually came across a lost little girl, and a group of survivors hurled up on a farm. She never was a people person and never got along too well with others, but she couldn't just abandon the girl. Would she find a home in this group? Would they become family? Or was she doomed to wander alone? Would she ever reunite with Glenn? Her family? And would she and a certain redneck ever get along? UPDATES: DAILY. This is a fem!reader fic, but you can ignore gender if you like<3 Hopefully, you'll enjoy the story! If there's any mistakes let me know. And just enjoy!<33 NOTE: Obviously all characters belong to the walking dead, apart from any oc's or storylines I may add!

Y/n was your average college student before the world went to shit. She lived in Atlanta with her childhood friend, Glenn, and had never once left the city after she had moved there. However, the end of the world changed that, forcing her to leave the city and wander the highway. When the city was overrun, she was separated from Glenn and forced to flee the city, which she hadn't left for years. With no idea where to go or what to do, she simply wandered down the highway. And though she may have been a city kid, she was far from useless. She was used to fighting for her life and she was used to being alone, so to say the very least, she could handle whatever the end of the world threw at her. Equipped with her trusted bow, Lucy, and her fathers vintage revolver, she was ready for anything. Dead or otherwise. She eventually came across a lost little girl, and a group of survivors hurled up on a farm. She never was a people person and never got along too well with others. Would she find a home in this group? Would they become family? Or was she doomed to wander alone? Would she ever reunite with Glenn? Her family? And would she and a certain redneck ever get along? UPDATES: DAILY. This is a fem!reader fic. Hopefully, you'll enjoy the story! If there's any mistakes let me know. And just enjoy!<33 NOTE: Obviously all characters belong to the walking dead, apart from any oc's I may add!

Love is the last thing on your mind during an apocalypse where dead people come back to life and try to eat you for lunch. It's especially the last thing on your mind when you mix that with the issue of not knowing what love is, having grown up in a household full of nothing but hate and abuse. What happens when a woman with an abusive childhood and family home, void of any love or affection meets a man with the same past? Can they learn to love in their own way? Or will they push each other away because of their pasts'? (Updates every Monday and Friday!) A very slow burn Daryl Dixon romance.

Welcome to season 2! This is a fanfiction of the Walking Dead show ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SNEAK PEEK! "I don't need no nurse to look after me," he snapped at me, angry, and I frowned at him. He turned away from me after looking down "Quit being a baby...it will only take a second Daryl," I told him, moving to stand where I knew he could see me. "What happened?....why are you avoiding me?'' I asked, seeing him turn to look away. "Daryl?" "You were right to want to kill em" Daryl finally spoke up with a whisper. I frowned and felt my breathing quicken with the idea. "He said somethin about... the men messing with some young girls. " He spoke, but I could hear the anger in his voice. "Beat the shit out of em just because of that..." He said and turned away from me. I thought that was it until he just kicked something of his over making a loud bang "son of a bitch" he snapped and sat down and held his head low. I walked over to him and stopped just a foot from him "what he said reminded me of....you..." he said and shook his head "Because of what happened to you...I remember how skiddish you were back then...if I had known what he was doin I would have beat the shit out of him too....I don't want that happening again..." he said and finally looked up to me. I didn't know what else to say. I just looked at him now knowing he cared about me more than he showed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM THE WALKING DEAD, OR STORYTELLING AND ALL CREDIT GOES TO ORIGINAL WRITERS AND SHOW. I ONLY OWN THE MAIN CHARACTER OF THIS FAN-FICTION*