histórias de Daryldixonxoc

when daryl is kicked from his horse and injured hes saved by a mysterious women with a baby, taken to a cabin to heal before leaving only to come back days later with his whole group who claim there home had been overrun now asha, also known as falcon, has to look after her daughter and several strangers who hadent the finest clue how to survive the apocalypse, all but daryl Dixon who seems to catch her eye

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

' She's a maze with no escape. ' disclaimer: all rights to the creators! i do not own the walking dead! [BOOK 1] [DARYL DIXON / OC] [THE WALKIND DEAD 'S1']

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]

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?!

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...

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]

Daryl Dixon had never been a caring man and Ashley Walters had never been cared for. A series of one shots about a developing relationship during the end of the 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?

❝ Two minds with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one. ❞ ------------------------------------------------- Maisie O'Reilly was a normal girl despite her family issues, her family loved eachother, but were to distant and prideful to say ever admit it. Maisie was the odd man out, she always wanted to speak her feelings, but once the walkers started to show up, she had forgotten about that and only focuses on survival.

Everything was a blur around her, people were running away, screaming, bumping into each other. Izzie was also running, trying to reach her car in the amongst of people and abandoned vehicles. She looked up in the crowd, her pale blue eyes looking frantically in every direction as she desperately tried to control her breathing. Suddenly, panic took over her and she couldn't breath anymore. Izzie tripped but caught herself into a nearby car before falling on the hard tarmac. Her eyes filled with tears as she took the time to scanned the chaotic highway. She already wanted to give up, the screams of fear and despair around her being unbearable for her weak heart. She bit down in her lips and covered her ears with the palm of her hands and slid down against the car, bringing her knees to her chest. This was too much, she couldn't do it alone. She thought that it was the end as more and more people screamed around her but when she looked up, her eyes locked with a familiar figure. A tall man with short brown hair and extremely blue eyes stood before her, a crossbow was attached to arm and held high in the air. The man shouted at someone behind him then looked back at Izzie. He walked in her direction and knelt in front of her. The archer was talking rather rapidly but all Izzie could think about was his face. She knew this face. She knew these eyes. She knew him. The man of her dream. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I own nothing about the characters or about the events that will look alike of the scenario of The Walking Dead. I only own my OC. All the rights and credits go to amc.

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.

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.

this is a Daryl Dixon x OC fanfic that takes place in season 6, Daryl is out on scavenging with Aaron since he doesn't like it in Alexandria, the come across a girl, she seems smart but has a ton of sass that comes with it, will her and Daryl get along?

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

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.

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?