Daryldixonxoc Stories

CAN WE BE SAVED? "I don't have time to take worry about myself. My daughter - my eight year old daughter - is out there alone, and you can bet on whatever you believe in most that she knows I'll find her." ••• For as long as she could remember, all Constance Graves has ever done was put up a good fight; the only woman working in a mechanics shop, a relationship that fell apart and always put it back together again while she did her best to be a mother, always trying to scrounge up enough money. But then the dead start walking and Connie is forced to leave her home with her eight year old daughter and as they're speeding to the city in hopes of making it into the military camp, she picks up a hitch-hiker by the name of Glenn Rhee. Within days, her entire world is thrown into a messy spiral of events that lead her and her daughter right into the arms of a cold, hostile hunter with a bow and arrow. [DARYL DIXON X OC] [THE WALKING DEAD] [SEASON 1 - 2]

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

Jaded~refers to a state of being mentally and emotionally exhausted, cynical, or indifferent-usually caused by overexposure to disappointments, trauma, or excessive stress~

Juliette Grimes was halfway through her MCAT when the world started ending. One phone call from home. One sentence from Shane Walsh. Your dad's been shot. That was all it took for Juliette to abandon Harvard, throw herself into her black Chevy Blazer, and drive 1,080 miles toward King County, Georgia. Toward her mother. Toward Carl. Toward the hospital bed where Rick Grimes was supposed to be waiting. But by the time Juliette makes it home, the dead are walking, the roads are burning, and the world she knew is already gone. Three months later, she finds her family alive on a farm that is anything but safe. Rick is trying to hold onto his humanity. Lori is trying to keep her children breathing. Carl is growing up too fast. Shane is unraveling. And Juliette? Juliette came home with blood under her nails, steel at her hip, a gun her father gave her, and ghosts she refuses to name. She is not the girl who left for Boston. She is sharper now. Colder when she has to be. Armed with medical training, a black Blazer full of supplies, a katana, a compound bow, and a survival instinct brutal enough to scare even herself, Juliette will do whatever it takes to keep her family alive. Walkers are not the only monsters anymore. And in a world where mercy can look like murder, love can become a weakness, and old rules die faster than the people clinging to them, Juliette Grimes has to decide what kind of woman she is willing to become. Because Rick Grimes woke up to the apocalypse. His daughter had to survive it awake. __________________________________________ New updates every week, sometimes twice a week if my brain cooperates with me. English is not my first language, so I do apologize for any spelling/grammar mistakes.

Val is a 20 year old badass with an interesting choice in weapons. Daryl is an arrow slingin' ice hearted redneck who has never felt love. Can Daryl mend her broken heart? Can I write a better story bio? Can someone help me stop writing rhetorical questions?

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?

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.

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

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?

La vie n'a jamais été tendre avec Maddy. Entre une mère malade, cinq années d'études épuisantes et une malchance presque insultante, elle pensait déjà avoir touché le fond. Puis le monde s'est effondré. Désormais, les morts marchent, les vivants sont souvent pires, et la confiance est devenue un luxe qu'elle ne peut plus se permettre. Maddy erre seule à travers un monde en ruines, armée de son sarcasme, de son instinct de survie et d'un passé qu'elle essaye désespérément d'oublier. Mais lorsqu'une rencontre inattendue vient fissurer les murs qu'elle s'est construits, Maddy comprend qu'au milieu du chaos, survivre n'est peut-être pas le plus difficile. Parce qu'accorder à nouveau sa confiance, c'est bien pire.

ׂ╰┈➤ " Will their Desire for one another make or break their relationship? " ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ daryl dixon x oc the walking dead s4 ~ ?

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" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Withered (of a part of the body) shrunken or wrinkled from age or disease. "a girl with a withered soul" Evelynn Rose, the girl who just hit double digits last week, The 10-year-old was just swinging on the swing set at school when she noticed some kids and adults chase each other, trying to bite one another. Evelynn watched with wide eyes before hopping off the swing and running inside to grab her backpack before running to the high school side of the school to get to her brother. Evelynn's 17-year-old brother, Gillian, or Gil, as he likes to be called, quickly drove them home in his beat-up Chevy truck. They would quickly pack up their essentials and try to leave the town, only to be stopped by miles of traffic. (Daryl's Dixon x daughter Oc)

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 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?!

Watching LiliAnna walk away had been the hardest thing Daryl had ever done. Almost two years later Ricks come across a brand new established community called Georgetown , Alexandria is struggling and trade with this community is necessary for the survival of his people. When he's met face to face with the one person he never meant to lose and a child with suspiciously familiar blue eyes and a Dixon smirk he begins to realize that maybe Family is more than just blood.

The redneck looked at her like she was crazy, as she averted eye contact, turning towards the wall, "I don't know," she shrugged, tucking a long dark lock of hair behind her ear, a nervous habit Daryl had noticed, "You just..." She mumbled, "You seem familiar." Victoria sighed, "Like home." Daryl squinted at her, attempting to detect some sort of amusement in her features, to which he found none. The girl nodded, as if contemplating her thoughts, "Yeah," she confirmed to herself, turning her head towards Daryl, "You feel like home." ____________________________________ Victoria Jacobs has been on her own for over a year. Fighting the dead has become an everyday occurrence for her. After watching her little sister be eaten alive by the monsters humanity has become, she had to kill her own mother to stop her from changing. After being on her own for close to a year, Ria ends up unfortunately injuring herself and struggles to get away from the dead ones. Fortunately, Victoria is saved by a group with a crossbow weilding man that may have more in common with the girl than she originally thought.