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The forgotten soul (Daryl Dixon ff twd)

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Reads 470
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Parts 5
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She is alone and has nothing. Until she met Rick and the group. Specially Daryl was alone too. Maybe they can be mutual toghether.

---"What's wrong?", I asked as he suddenly pushed me against the tree. I breathed heavily as some walkers crossed us but didn't recognized us. My heart beaten faster as I saw and felt his warm skin close to mine. ---


It's about Daryl and if he'll find love or not. This is all his choice.

I tried to stay at the storyline but maybe here or there I changed something <3
so please be gentle with me.
<(^_^)>
 

maybe it get long...maybe short
don't know yet
hopefully it get longer and I dearly hope that you like it. <3
 

★Daenerys Stormborn Targaryen, Queen of Andals and First Men, Khaleesi, Breaker of Chains, Mother of Dragons, the Unburned, Mhysa and silver queen ★ or short : Dany <3   All Rights Reserved

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Wilted Thorns • Glenn Rhee by JohnMurphysGirl

SHE LEARNED TO LICK THE KNIVES DIPPED IN POISON. Nothing was ever given to Rebekah Dixon on a damn silver platter. Everything that made up her core being was embedded in survival. Nobody was coming to save her like a damned princess locked in an ivory tower. Her life was in shambles the minute she was born to an alcoholic, abusive father. One brother half in and out of her life like clockwork every few weeks, juvie, jail, and the other brother who tried his damned best to shield her. Even if it was futile. He just kept coming and coming. Until he didn't. GLENN RHEE was just a pizza delivery boy swarming in debt, barely making ends meet when the rise of the dead began. Pizzas. A different kind of survival was embedded in who he was the moment he left the safe haven of Michigan and ventured to Macon. He knew the ins and outs of the city better than the mayor himself, probably, and that was the sole reason he survived the initial onslaught of the dead. His family was surely dead. All gone, wiped off the face of the earth as far as Glenn knew. When he met Rebekah, all Glenn could think was that maybe the end of the world wasn't so bad if he could look at her. She was hardened, not much of a talker. Not like he was, and yet.. He could not stop trying to get the girl to smile. The two unlikely survivors find solace in each other.. eventually.

Nicotine by awriterspromise

Death is a cruel, unbiased monster that only understands what it is to take. Addiction is strange. It is being hung on something that you know will only end up hurting you in the end. You keep coming back because despite knowing it will be your demise; you can't stop. It's the high of feeling with your drug of choice. There's no such thing as moderation with an addict. It's all or nothing. Love is mischievous. It pounces on you when you least expect it, grips your heart and messes with your head when you don't want it to. Even when you're terrified of receiving another broken heart, love doesn't give you a choice in the matter. No matter how hard you fight it. A woman, with fire in her past and a tongue as sharp as a razor blade, and a man, misjudged by his upbringing with a seemingly stone heart, fall victim to the big three. Together, they navigate a world of hatred and violence and learn that love exists in this cruel world in each other. He's never been taught what it is to love. She's terrified of ever loving again because it only hurts her in the end. They were both survivors long before the world fell apart. Little do they know, they will toss caution to the wind and give into their desires because that's what they always do. Like smoking a cigarette. *This is a DarylDixonxOC Fanfiction. I do not own The Walking Dead or any of it's characters*

Scars • Daryl Dixon by 0Myraa0

Daryl always put on a mask, an impenetrable facade that made him appear indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything or anyone except for himself. He pushed people away, deliberately keeping them at arm's length, but I knew better. I had seen glimpses of something more beneath that hardened exterior-something real, something human. It wasn't obvious, and it wasn't easy to see, but it was there. I didn't know the full extent of his story, of the pain and the ghosts he carried with him, but I could tell that behind his rough edges, there was a man who cared. The more I watched him, the more I saw that contradiction in him-this mix of isolation and vulnerability. I didn't know him the way I wanted to, but at the same time, there was a strange, inexplicable feeling that I did. It was as if there was something familiar in him, something I recognized, even though we'd never truly shared our pasts. His eyes, especially, told a story all their own-a silent narrative of hurt, survival, and loss. There was a depth there, something raw and honest, as though his life before all of this had shaped him into someone who had learned not to trust, not to hope. I found myself wondering what kind of life he had before the world fell apart-what his family had been like, what his childhood had been shaped by. I could imagine the kind of father he had-a man whose influence left deep scars, someone who might have made Daryl believe that showing emotion or affection was a weakness. It wasn't hard to guess that the lessons Daryl had learned were ones forged in silence and pain, things that had made him pull away from others and close off the softer parts of himself. Daryl Dixon x Fem!OC

A New Day in the Sanctuary by bray121

After the war with the Saviors, Rick Grimes posts Daryl Dixon at the Sanctuary as their leader since imprisoning Negan. Daryl is not thrilled about this new assignment but is willing to try to make it work for Rick's sake. His first day on duty, Daryl meets one of Negan's "wives" to be, who was left behind, Hazel. Hazel was being abused and starved in one of the same cells that Daryl had while held captive in the Sanctuary. They discover they have a lot more in common than they realized. They begin taking a liking to one another, slowly falling in love. ***I do not own any of the characters from The Walking Dead, just those that I have created**

TWD: Survival's Edge ➳ Daryl Dixon by where_is_napkkn

"𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮." = this is a partial slow burn = The world has fallen apart, leaving only the ruthless, and the desperate to fight for what's left. In a world overrun by the dead, survival isn't just about skill-it's about trust. Amara Hangings and her best friend, Henry have relied on each other to make it this far. Whenever they are captured by a group, they cross paths with a stuck-up, crossbow prick named Daryl Dixon. Henry sees danger in Daryl. Amara sees something else. As they fight through this new world, an uneasy trust begins to form. But in a world where attachments are a risk, letting someone in could be the most dangerous choice of all. For Daryl, survival has always been black and white-until Amara proves that sometimes, the gray areas are worth the risk. ------------ This roughly takes place in the beginning of TWD. I changed the plot a bit to fit in more Amara x Daryl and to make more of a new plot while keeping the basics of the TWD season 1 plot. In this Daryl is late 20's- early 30's. I tried to keep in the character of Daryl Dixon as shown in TWD and what they have said in interviews. Enjoy! I DID NOT MAKE THIS CONCEPT. THIS IS A FANFIC FOR THE WALKING DEAD BECAUSE OF SCHOOL & SPRING CHAPTERS ARE OUT EVERY 1-2 WEEKS. THANKS best ranks: #72 in Dystopian #74 in Gory

Drowned Words by MrsNarrator

I am extremely proud of this work, so please if you are inspired by it or just want to talk! Let me know, I would love to chat and even share ideas <3 Daryl Dixon×Fem!Reader Things in the reservoir camp had stayed relatively quiet. Apart from some of the arguments that'll break out but you can only expect that when strangers take shelter together. Y/n was a survivor of the city, brought in by Glenn. You were thankful for the kindness from the stranger but the same behavior wasnt shared from the rest of the group. Supplies are tight and tension gets high everytime a newcomer is brought in. The Dixon brothers dont miss a beat to make sure and cause a scene, going on and on about supplies and how thin we are stretched. The speeches have droned on but no one listens to them, especially when they come from a couple hillbillies. Days went by the same, hardly any words spoken your direction unless it was snarky comment or small talk from Glenn. Changes started taking place when a fellow named Rick Grimes showed up.

Forever Broken // Carl Grimes by anonfaerie

"We're playing a dangerous game." | Book Three of the 'Forever' series | - Forever Alone // Carl Grimes - Forever Unfinished // Carl Grimes ~•~ She was slipping, falling, plummeting into the darkness with nobody to catch her. Nobody to hold that net. She didn't have a light to her shadows. She was shattering into a million pieces that couldn't be put back together. She was alone. She was broken. She would be forever broken. ~•~ In a world ruled by the dead, people are forced to finally start living. A newfound safety seemed the perfect finish to their story, a happiness that they would not allow to be ripped from their grasp. No. They would fight for eachother, for what they had. Nobody could break them before and nobody ever would. But they are not alone. Others will always want what they have, to take, to steal; For greed, for selfishness, for survival. The world lives by the words 'them or us'. They would have to defend their home with their lives, fight alongside eachother and they would prevail. Surely noone could take them down now. No matter what, someone will always be stronger. No matter what, they can easily become outnumbered. • She felt like it was finally the time she embraced her inner demon • Completed: 16th March 2018 ~•~ *Warning* ~ Contains violence~ All the characters are of the Walking Dead cast and a few of my own. All their rights and settings used go to the Walking Dead team. I do not follow the storyline but some settings and character plots may be used.

Bandwagon of Death || Daryl Dixon x OFC by bddavidfanfic7

𝓗𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓶𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻. જ⁀➴ She let her clothes be thrown in a way for me to follow her trail. I picked up every article of clothing as I heard the water streaming from behind the curtains. Folding her clothes on near where she kept her shoes, I stripped off my clothes, and stepped into the shower with her. My hands wrapped around her waist, as I stick my face in the crook of her neck. I started to do a trail of kiss up to the back of ear. The tension on shoulders started to break slowly as I kiss each inch of her skin. I'd been so worried about how she is mentally doing since the death of Lori. She hadn't processed much after the little nugget was birthed. She jumped into action immediately after, coming with me to get formula, and didn't stop until we got back to our mattress. Which she didn't sleep much and I followed her out as she let's out what she had been holding all day. I also have been holding back something for the past couple weeks. And I want to be able to tell her, but with everything going on, I'm not sure when it's appropriate time. Hell, the words have never been formed in my mouth. Not even with my brother. So instead of talking verbally, I let myself speak physically. Her body turned to me, giving me a heated kiss. When I pushed her to the wall of the bathroom, it was game over for the both of us. - - - The Walking Dead AU Daryl Dixon x OFC 𝐁.𝐃.𝐃. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 (𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏)

Fall in Love or Fall Apart by dorothea_liona

Book 1// This isn't one of those stories where the girl started out sweet and innocent and turned badass once the apocalypse started and found love. No, Enid has always had to fight for her life alone and the apocalypse is no different. After helping a young girl get back to her group she discovers her brother is with the same group. She stays with them and slowly they become family. Except for one particular boy who gives Enid feelings she can't explain. Carl Grimes. Her eyes land on him and she falls. But the real question is. Will they fall in love? Or fall apart? Oh, and did I mention that she's a Dixon? (Completed) Book 2: Love, Lies, & Liona. (The basic story is good. But rereading it now (2019) older and wiser and knowing how to write. I'm sorry😂)

Unexpected Love by FinalGirl96

WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE FOLLOWING! - AGE GAP (YN 17 GOING ON 18. DARYL 27 GOING ON 28) - SEXUAL CONTENT (THE WTF IS HAPPENING? WHY? KIND OF SEXUAL CONTENT) - STRING LANGUAGE - SHAMELESS PATHETIC FLIRTING - GORE (ITS TWD) - GRAMMER/SPELLING MISKTAKES NEEDS EDITED [THIS STORY IS COMPLETED] {I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD OR ITS CHARACTERS I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTER} [Daryl Dixon x reader] It all starts before the outbreak. 17 year old reader has a crush on her 27 year old neighbor Daryl Dixon. Her father is the sheriff who likes the young man. The reader flirts with Daryl but Daryl sees her as a girl who is younger then him and knows he needs to stay away even if he thinks shes beautiful. One day he calls her a child and her being stubborn and having a short temper just like he does she tries to prove to him that shes not a child. five years later the outbreak happens and her father gets bit and Daryl ends up saving her.

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Wilted Thorns • Glenn Rhee

SHE LEARNED TO LICK THE KNIVES DIPPED IN POISON. Nothing was ever given to Rebekah Dixon on a damn silver platter. Everything that made up her core being was embedded in survival. Nobody was coming to save her like a damned princess locked in an ivory tower. Her life was in shambles the minute she was born to an alcoholic, abusive father. One brother half in and out of her life like clockwork every few weeks, juvie, jail, and the other brother who tried his damned best to shield her. Even if it was futile. He just kept coming and coming. Until he didn't. GLENN RHEE was just a pizza delivery boy swarming in debt, barely making ends meet when the rise of the dead began. Pizzas. A different kind of survival was embedded in who he was the moment he left the safe haven of Michigan and ventured to Macon. He knew the ins and outs of the city better than the mayor himself, probably, and that was the sole reason he survived the initial onslaught of the dead. His family was surely dead. All gone, wiped off the face of the earth as far as Glenn knew. When he met Rebekah, all Glenn could think was that maybe the end of the world wasn't so bad if he could look at her. She was hardened, not much of a talker. Not like he was, and yet.. He could not stop trying to get the girl to smile. The two unlikely survivors find solace in each other.. eventually.