Darylfanfiction Stories

THIS IS THE DARK EVERYONE TALKS ABOUT,THE ORIGINAL ONE WRITTEN BY H28.I HEARD THAT IT WAS DELETED AND THAT IT WAS ONLY AVAILABLE ON TUMBLR SO I THOUGHT THAT IT WOULD BE EASIER TO POST IT HERE FOR YOU GUYS.LET'S MAKE IT CLEAR THIS CONTENT IS NOT MINE AND IT BELONGS TO ITS AUTHOR H28.ANYWAY HOPE I COULD HELP.

This is a fanfiction. Me and my friends wrote this together .if you enjoy dark fiction then it is best for you to read my first work . I know you are all an innocent army so if you are going to read this sprinkle some hobi water and keep your faith in namjesus .Do read the prologue also .Hope you like it ....😇😇

Rule #1- trust no one Rule #2- never be without a weapon Rule #3- only go out during the day Rule #4- keep your heart locked up tight Rule #5- stay alive Vienna only lives by five rules. But with a group at her doorstep begging for safety, her rules are violated. Her past, and her secret, must stay hidden. Yet, a deer stealing, crossbow wielding redneck seems hellbent on bringing those secrets out into the open. Rule #1- shoot em in the head Rule #2- there are never enough arrows Rule #3- trust no one outside of the group Rule #4- let no in Rule #5- stay alive Daryl only lives by five rules. But when the groups safety is in jeopardy, and they stumble upon a prison inhabited by a woman with stunning blue eyes, his rules are thrown out the window. He knows he should stay away from the woman and her secrets, but the scars on her back mirror his own, and he becomes curious. Who needs rules anyway. Rules are meant to be broken I do not own any of The Walking Dead characters. I do, however, own my character Vienna and whoever I come up with along the way :) I suck at writing descriptions. Please give it a chance!

Dying was a nice feeling that seemed to calm my frantic moves. I was so close now. I opened my mouth, feeling it being filled with sea water, but then, I felt a strong arm grasp my waist.

"Seven boys, seven crimes, one girl with a knife." In which seven boys make the mistake of loving the girl with violet eyes

Sara is moving back to her old town with her father and she's nervous about it. She expects all kinds of things to happen, but she couldn't expect him and she couldn't expect how her life would change.

|| Mary is a 19 year old and a new resident of Liverpool. Her plans were to be someone different this time around, but then she meets someone, similar to cigarettes. Addicting, deadly, and leaving her wanting more. ||

Sequel to Dark this is not my story, it's on tumblr (dark128) so one user on wattpadd hasn't updated KNOCKOUT and hasn't for a while so I just posted it for her and then I'll delete it when she does post it again

Join Charlotte and the rest of the Walking Dead gang as they fight their way through the dead-infested world. Who will survive? What love interests will arise? Can Charlotte handle caring for anyone but herself in this dangerous world?

Dear whoever might be alive long enough to read this, My name is Freya Lion. The world as you once knew has now diminished into a total hell hole. You either live or you die and if you've managed to stay alive for this long you know that it's almost not even worth it. In this world you either kill or be killed and that's just how it is. The world was on a slow spiral downward for a long time but when you start using children as weapons, turning them into war machines you piss a few people off, you start world war. I am one of the reasons the world is the way it is today, along with my two brothers. There are others like us out there some of them are here at Heaven Hill, some of them are looking for it. My world changed when Harry found our camp. Our judgement day has come, are you ready for your reckoning?

"Love, trust me. I'll save you for last."

"And I crave you, not like an addiction, but as an obsession. I guess that's the best way to describe it. I'm not obsessed, but I love you; everything about you." [Yandere drabbles / headcanons / scenarios / imagines / one-shots] [Reader-Insert]

Will he able to make her his???? Will his heart melt??

Here's a Warrior Cats fanfiction about an OC I created named Sparrowpelt. I am aware the plot makes zero sense. Please try explaining it to me later.