Daryldixonxoc Stories

Merle is dead and has asked a girl he trained in Woodbury to deliver a message to his brother Daryl. After a year of looking she still hasn't found Merle's brother but she sure as hell isn't about to give up.

She's a fighter. A warrior. A survivor. She's also alone. When the world stopped turning and the dead started living 24 year old Ellie Mitchell was left to make it through the carnage and destruction entirely on her own. It's been 2 years and Ellies never needed anything from anyone, when she finds 10 year old Sophia Pelletier hiding from walkers behind an old oak tree she knows that she has to help this little girl find her way home. She didn't expect to join forces with a one handed redneck and she especially didn't expect to fall for his handsome and incredibly protective baby brother. Life has a way of showing you exactly what you've always needed. That is if you open your eyes of course.

what separates us from the animals isn't it just our ability to hunt and kill it's our capacity for empathy and compassion .................................................................. story based on AMCs The Walking Dead oc x daryl dixon

What happens when the daughter of a mob boss, living in a mansion in staten island New York, goes to King County,Georgia to escape the "lifestyle" and gets pulled over by a hot headed Shane Walsh?!

Wattpad has so kindly deleted a lot of my descriptions for some reason. Not going to worry about fixing it though because of the account change. Read author's note at the end of the book to understand what this means.

Wattpad has so kindly deleted a lot of my descriptions for some reason. Not going to worry about fixing it though because of the account change. Read author's note at the end of the book to understand what this means.

Charlie Rivers was never one to need help. Living alone in Atlanta she paved her own way through life, becoming known as a no nonsense woman. Then one day the dead came back to life. This is the story of Charlotte "Charlie" Rivers. Will she open her heart up for Daryl? Will she learn to survive with others? Only time can tell. **Disclaimer** I don't own The Walking Dead or any of the characters (except Charlotte). This is just a fanfiction

He's known her his whole life. They've been through everything together. Can their friendship survive the apocalypse or will secrets tear them apart?

in which an arrow finds its way to the target ➵ Adira was hopeless, alone, and utterly terrified. That was, until she met Daryl Dixon. ➵ [daryl x oc] [seasons 3-?] [starts between seasons 2&3]

Natalia Grimes, the only woman worth fighting for. Daryl Dixon, the only man strong enough to win.

The apocalypse hits and a dancer from a local gentleman's club in Atlanta finds herself trapped in a closet, located three days after the fall by the rough and tumble Dixon Brothers. With the hopes of not just surviving, but finding her younger brother, Rosalynn Euwich takes off into the dangerous new world.

The dead prey on the living and the living prey on the weak. In a world full of flesh eating corpses roaming around, who do you have to worry about more, the living or the dead?

Warnings!!: 1} I am dyslexic and English is my second language so my words may be a bit muddled! 2} There is a few Oc's and random people i have inserted into the story just for fillers & for fun the fully fleshed out OC's besides Eleanor Fujiwara are: Alex Williams, Alejandro Garcia and Niki Garcia 3} I have altered the storyline of TWD slightly! just to cut out bits i rlly don't like Carl's death and maybe Glenn's death if this story gets that far. I have also altered things such as extra places the group stops to be able to integrate/have them meet Eleanor & alex. Small snippet from the story to get your eye mouths watering! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I'm missing fingers not a brain" Eleanor scoffs as she flips off Daryl with her right hand which makes him scoff playfully in return. "Mmh well i'm startin to wonder if that's really true Ellie" Eleanor rolls her eyes before looking down at her bowl sitting in her lap and sighing. "Well i gotta take a piss.. Maggie you wanna tag along?" Eleanor hums as she stands up practically dragging Maggie with her into the treeline about 100 feet away. Maggie lets out a small playful and teasing scoff as she pokes Eleanor's side "Since when do you let people call you Ellie?" this earns an annoyed glare from Eleanor before she undoes her jeans and squats behind a tree. "I don't" She replies grumpily hoping to play dumb. "Right... so you only let Daryl call you Ellie than?" Maggie teases as she keeps her back turned to Eleanor. "i didn't let him do shit, he just did" Eleanor grumbles as she does up her pants slowly and looks at Maggie. "you didn't correct him" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Bonds have grown and relationships are strained, but no matter the struggle the group will keep fighting to survive. New dangers arrive, but the group refuses to be broken. Will they continue to stay strong in this world or will the dead finally take over? Sequel to Keep Holding On

Bay and her father Sean have managed to stick together through all the hardships that the apocalypse brings. But when they come upon the "safety" of a an abandoned prison, their relationship gets tested and Bay's world comes crashing down around her. (Includes most characters, eventual Daryl/OC. Rated T for non-consensual sex and unusual circumstances. Do not read if easily offended.)

He's all grit and growl. She's fire in a broken bottle. They were never meant to get close-but the end of the world doesn't care. Elizabeth Thornwell doesn't take orders. Not from survivors. Not from men. And definitely not from some grimy redneck with a crossbow and a chip on his shoulder. But Daryl Dixon isn't just anyone. He's rough, quiet, dangerous-and somehow, the only one who sees through her armor. They argue. They fight. They protect each other when no one else will. And somewhere between the blood, the silence, and the way he looks at her like she might be worth saving, something starts to burn. Enemies-to-something-more. Slow burn. Sharp edges. And a connection that rises from the wreckage. In a world already burned down, they might still find something worth holding onto, Among the Ashes. Slow-burn romance 🏹 Found family 🧡 Canon-compliant with a twist 🧟♀️ *I do not own any part of The Walking Dead franchise, including its characters, settings, or plotlines. All rights belong to AMC, Robert Kirkman, and the respective creators. This is a fan-made work for entertainment purposes only, with no intention of profit. My original character, Liz, and her storyline are my own creation.*

It was just a simple international case... how could this be a life changing event? How did a simple gun shot start the end of the world? I hope that my friends back in London are OK...