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The Fallen Angel a Daryl Fanfiction

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Life has always been great for me,if you don't mind a drunk abusive Father.He wasn't always this way,since my mom died my family hadn't been the same. I always could take a beating   ,I knew that for sure. Before this world went to complete crap I was just Nicky o'brien  the girl with a piece of crap dad. Now I'm Nicky the girl living in a piece of crap world. I thought that for a while until I met dixion and the group while I was on a run for supplies. His eyes is what caught my attention...they seemed dark and lifeless but had a little bit of light trapped inside.Still living at the prison who would of thought I would be wanting to be here. Universe is funny isn't it. I've been to the police department for nicking a few cars but nothing to serious. Thank god me and my brother Charlie found them. Just hope are luck doesn't run out to quick.All Rights Reserved

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Ruin Me So You Can Save Yourself (Daryl Dixon X Male OC) by MIshaSatanHimself

Sam: I was raised the way that teaches you to be selfless. That's what I was doing my whole life. Taking care of my little brother when my parents couldn't or didn't want to, helping with chores, working, doing my best at school so I don't embarrass my family name, following my father's dreams and mothers expectations. Everything for them, to satisfy them, to please them. No one was ever satisfied with me though, I'm never good enough for no one. So as usual I bought a drink to reward myself for a once again perfect score on the exam. One drink turns into five and I find myself following some guy with pretty eyes. What I didn't know is that next time we meet I'm not going to be the one drunk and it's not going to be the last time I see him either. Quite the opposite, he'll manage to turn my life upside down, ruining it completely, and only the end of the world will be able to fix all of it. Daryl: When I was younger I used to think I was born with a curse in my blood, but then I understood that life is just a bitch. From my mother's death to surviving under my father's thumb and then jumping under Merle's. Whole my life I stood neck deep in shit, be it bird shit, my own shit or my family's. Every day is a stupid fight to not drown in that pool of shit, and for years the only thing keeping me floating were drugs and alcohol. But then, this bloody sunshine dropped into my life. After all the years of violence and roughness I grew to crave him like a secret drug. His gentle touch, his unconditional love and care. As much as my scarred soul craves it, this thing between us is crossing all the lines and breaking all the rules I knew. So I drown in ecstasy and weed even more, trying to figure myself out, so lost in my own bullshit that I didn't notice that his perfect life isn't as good as he says it is, and when I finally open my eyes, he's gone. He's fucking gone, and world is too, or at least the way we knew it.

Fuck You, Dixon (DarylDixonXreader) by viLYNNous

A/N: This is the updated version of FYD <3 Y/n L/n was your average college student before the world went to shit. She lived in Atlanta with her childhood friend, Glenn, and had never once left the city after she had moved there, apart from the occasional visit to see her Mother, whom was hospitalised in another state. However, the end of the world changed that, forcing her to leave the city and wander the highway. Permanently. When the city was overrun, she was separated from Glenn and forced to flee the city, which she hadn't left for years. With no idea where to go or what to do, she simply wandered down the highway. And though she may have been a city kid, she was far from useless. She was used to fighting for her life and she was used to being alone, so to say the very least, she could handle whatever the end of the world threw at her. Equipped with her trusted bow, Lucy, and her fathers vintage revolver, she was ready for anything. Dead or otherwise. A few months after the 'End', Y/n eventually came across a lost little girl, and a group of survivors hurled up on a farm. She never was a people person and never got along too well with others, but she couldn't just abandon the girl. Would she find a home in this group? Would they become family? Or was she doomed to wander alone? Would she ever reunite with Glenn? Her family? And would she and a certain redneck ever get along? UPDATES: DAILY. This is a fem!reader fic, but you can ignore gender if you like<3 Hopefully, you'll enjoy the story! If there's any mistakes let me know. And just enjoy!<33 NOTE: Obviously all characters belong to the walking dead, apart from any oc's or storylines I may add!

Afraid of Being Alive (Shane Walsh Love Story) by MayDeathNeverStopYou

My life was a mess before the world went to shit, so when humanity was exiled from the face of the earth, it didn't surprise me. Why should it? My life made no sense before the world ended, so why should it all of a sudden change? Why should the dead walking around change anything? Because we as humans expect the dead to stay in their coffins or remain as scattered ashes? Just because we are living we expect to be of greater importance than the deceased. I am Zelda, and I got lucky when everybody else lost it all.

Never-ending (Daryl Dixon) by _bin_niee_

Between you and me, I never thought it would come to this. I never thought the dead would walk. but I also never thought he'd leave so that sure-as-shit shows what I know- nothing. We had been through a lot, but living as a single mom would kill you too if your son was freshly nine and then thrust into a world of death and destruction.

Survivor (Daryl Dixon Fanfiction) *COMPLETED* {The WATTYS 2021} by DestinyWriter94

"He was Broken, Abused & neglected. He was a SURVIVOR long before the Apocalypse." -Unknown I lived a simple life with my Family at the farm before the apocalypse as well as during; I never wanted for anything, but I knew my Dad never liked me very much, it was how he treated me, as if I didn't belong. I didn't mind though, because at least he was kind to my other siblings. They were my best friends, but I got along better with my Brothers than I did my younger sister. I never thought that anything could get worse, until the zombie apocalypse happened and I realized, just how wrong I was. Life wasn't the best before this, but it sure as hell beat the Zombies. My name is Destiny Jameson, I am 22 years old and this is my story. (This story follows some of the Story line of 'the Walking Dead TVS' but it strays quite a bit). Thank you to @TheDrunkenChipmunk for the amazing Cover :D

The Naughty List | MxM by ElijahDiva

Once Caleb reached the bottom of the stairs he quietly opened the door and tiredly switched on the light "Jayden it isn't morning yet buddy you need to-" he froze in place staring at a man he didn't know standing in his living room. The man stared back at him like a deer in the headlights, he looked a few years older than Caleb, had stubble growing around his face, dark brown greasy hair that wasn't styled in any particular way and was wearing full black aside from the muddy navy blue trainers he was sporting. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?" Caleb demanded in a hushed whisper, he also noticed the black backpack the stranger was carrying and the open living room window he'd clearly used to gain entry, the vase that was previously rested on the windowsill lay in pieces on the ground, that must've been the crash that had awoken Caleb from his tranquil slumber. "Just a passerby, no one much" the strange man whispered back an air of mystery hanging about his every word. "Inside my living room?" Caleb replied folding his arms and sizing the man up, after his beating earlier in the evening he wasn't exactly fighting fit, the intruder was also taller and muscly, there's no way Caleb would win if it came to a fight. "Consider me Santa Claus alright? Now go back to bed kid" the man answered calmly pointing at the door as if Caleb was a child. "I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm 18. Santa isn't real" Caleb responded harshly taking a step forward, the man noticeably took a step towards the window eyeing Caleb up with a smirk. TWs (these will not be appearing at the top of chapters so take this as your final warning) Abuse Self Harm Smut Rape Homophobia Themes of Suicide Murder Mentions of Disordered Eating This story is not promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people.

Hate That I Love You by FinalGirl96

THIS STORY IS COMPLETED [Daryl Dixon x Grimes!OC] Slow burn relastionship {DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD OR ITS CHARACTERS I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTER AND AND SOME OF THE DIALOG} Warnings: language, violence, abuse, sexual content, little bit of depression, anxiety Nikyla Grimes is Rick Grimes little sister. She's always been super smart skipping a few grades and graduating high school at 16. She went off to Medical College to become a doctor. When her sister-in-law calls her that her brother has been shot she comes back home right away to be with her family. A few months later the world ended and the dead started walking and eating people. The world collapsed and it was survival of the fittest. Her brothers best friend saves her, her nephew and her brothers wife. Thinking the city was going to be safe only to shocked when they bomb it and the dead take over. Now In a small group outside of the city at an old quarry trying to survive the best they can. She meets a lot of new people but one particular man catches her eye. He's rugged, muscular, tall, attractive, know how to survive. Only problem is he seems to hate her. He avoids her at all cost and when they do come in contact he's harsh with her. What they don't realise is they have more in common they they know. They fall for each other and hard but hate that they have those feels from the fear of rejection and loss.

The World Goes to Hell // Daryl Dixon by WinterIsImmortal

It's hard to survive a world where everything wants to kill you. Every corner you turn, every decision you make, and every breath taken. There's always something lurking, something craving to end your life. But when the world absolutely goes to complete shit, what can you expect?

Living On A Prayer (Daryl Dixon/ TWD) by JennyLynnn

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Torn Apart (A Daryl Dixon/ The Walking Dead Fanfiction) by ree_louise

I looked into the shining blue eyes of the man across me and knew that he was it. The thing I had been searching for my whole life, the thing I needed most. But now that I knew that, it was too late. Cat Hemmings had lost everything, everyone she cared about. She knew that in this world that if you cherished something, it was bound to be taken away. Nothing was secure in this world, everything was temporary. While running away from a group of walkers, Cat stumbles upon a prison, the safest refuge she had seen since the outbreak began. There she meets a group of survivors, their handsome leader and mysterious man named Daryl. The prison soon becomes her home but she soon discovers that the apocalypse isn't her only problem while living there. She is torn between her heart and the men she loves. She must choose between protecting herself, or taking a chance. How can she love in a world where love is fragile and can be taken away in the blink of an eye? Copyright @ree_louise

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Ruin Me So You Can Save Yourself (Daryl Dixon X Male OC)

Sam: I was raised the way that teaches you to be selfless. That's what I was doing my whole life. Taking care of my little brother when my parents couldn't or didn't want to, helping with chores, working, doing my best at school so I don't embarrass my family name, following my father's dreams and mothers expectations. Everything for them, to satisfy them, to please them. No one was ever satisfied with me though, I'm never good enough for no one. So as usual I bought a drink to reward myself for a once again perfect score on the exam. One drink turns into five and I find myself following some guy with pretty eyes. What I didn't know is that next time we meet I'm not going to be the one drunk and it's not going to be the last time I see him either. Quite the opposite, he'll manage to turn my life upside down, ruining it completely, and only the end of the world will be able to fix all of it. Daryl: When I was younger I used to think I was born with a curse in my blood, but then I understood that life is just a bitch. From my mother's death to surviving under my father's thumb and then jumping under Merle's. Whole my life I stood neck deep in shit, be it bird shit, my own shit or my family's. Every day is a stupid fight to not drown in that pool of shit, and for years the only thing keeping me floating were drugs and alcohol. But then, this bloody sunshine dropped into my life. After all the years of violence and roughness I grew to crave him like a secret drug. His gentle touch, his unconditional love and care. As much as my scarred soul craves it, this thing between us is crossing all the lines and breaking all the rules I knew. So I drown in ecstasy and weed even more, trying to figure myself out, so lost in my own bullshit that I didn't notice that his perfect life isn't as good as he says it is, and when I finally open my eyes, he's gone. He's fucking gone, and world is too, or at least the way we knew it.