Daryl Stories

In a broken world, Irene Collins never expected to find safety in someone like Daryl Dixon. But as survival turns into trust, and trust into something deeper, they both begin to learn what to expect out of life - pain, loss, and maybe, against all odds, love. [Season 1 - Season 2] Daryl x OC I DO NOT own any of The Walking Dead characters nor The Walking Dead itself, but I do own some of my characters.

annabelle wasn't the type to be pushed around, not since the world went to hell. she stood on her own, took care of herself. she was too scared to get too close to anyone. she had been on her own for a long time, but down on her luck she decided to accept an offer made to her by rick and his group. but what happens when she found herself doing the complete opposite of the rule she made to herself, and finds herself getting closer to the redneck daryl dixon? *intentionally lowercase tw: *gore and death *foul language *assult

Her name is unknown. Her story is only hers to share. He protected her then, and he'll be there now. She'll hold him together when he wants to fall apart. He will hold her up when life pushes her down.

Luke Li transmigrates into the world of The Walking Dead, just three days before the apocalypse begins. Then he awakens the Project Zomboid System. All-profession mastery, blueprint crafting, attribute panels. Everything is maxed out. But the most absurd ability of all is that he can see the buffs above everyone's head. That man who claims he wasn't bitten? [Infected - Mid Stage] That stranger smiling as he offers him water? [Deception] and [Hostility] And Shane, who keeps thinking about stabbing Rick in the back? The [Killing Intent] above his head grows darker by the day. "No one can hide anything from me." Sophia, I'll find you. Hershel, you won't be beheaded. Glenn, Negan's bat will never touch you. And as for Beth... "In this life, you won't die in that damn hospital." A harem survival story with multiple heroines, including Maggie, Beth, Rosita, and Ada Wong. Includes elements from Project Zomboid, Dying Light, Resident Evil, Fear the Walking Dead, and Z Nation.

"You lose everyone, that's just the way it is now. Get used to it." The new world, where blood and dirt stained your body like it was your favourite perfume. Gore, misery, and death now come with the art of survival; everything that you once knew was gone. Scar Jensen, a fighter herself, loses almost everyone she held dear to her heart, that is, until she meets an unlikely group of people. Fighting their way to survive in a world where the odds are always against you, love, tragedy, and heartbreak were inevitable. Who knew that people so different could become so close in the face of death? #1 - zombie survival 11/18/2021 & 05/08/2022 #1 - reedus 11/18/2021 #1 - twdfanfic 12/04/2021 & 04/08/2022 #1 - Daryl 01/14/2022 #1 - Daryldixon 09/05/2022 © All Rights Reserved

This is a walking dead fanfic: The end never seems to be what you think it will. When you're young you probably didn't think much of it, maybe you though "I'll be old like grandpa when I go." Then quickly move on with you're life. Maybe you think about it again later as life gets harder, and you get older, "maybe I'll trip and get hit by a bus." Or "maybe I'll die from a heart attack in my 60s". Grim... but not as grime as what the world had to offer now. If you're lucky you starve, maybe you're the first to go, maybe your death is at your own hands. Those are the easiest. Those who can't seem to give up? Those that dispite the world ending, kept going? Our deaths won't be so easy. ---- This is a TWD fanfic/Daryl love fanfic This is a SOFT/SLOW romance, while there might be some stuff going on... It isn't always going to be the focus. There are heavy topics and I aim to create my own version of twd. I don't own it but I own my version and my OCs. Thanks 😊

For almost three years, Lingara Valehart survived the apocalypse by doing what others would call impossible-hiding instead of fighting, running instead of standing her ground, and refusing to let the world harden her heart. While others became stronger, colder, and deadlier, she remained soft. And somehow, she survived. What Lingara doesn't know is that somewhere along the way, two mesmerizing bluish eyes of a quiet hunter with a crossbow began watching from the shadows. Daryl Dixon. At first, it was curiosity. A flash of red hair between the trees. A strange girl who smiled too much for the end of the world. Then it became something else. Something neither of them realized was happening. Because sometimes, the people protecting us don't even realize they're doing it. ₊˚.༄🦋⋆˚｡୨୧🏹๑‧˚₊ꔛ⊹˚🧟‍♂️₊꩜ 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿: 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺. 𝘕𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘧

Serendipity- To find something good, without looking for it.

Semi-mature. Completed. There is such a thing as being too 'eligible' a bachelor and Norman is finding the price of fame a high one. He thought having a wife would give him some protection. But this is one trip down the aisle that could end up with him falling head over heels.... If anyone is interested, I have a semi-mature Daryl Dixon ongoing series starting with 'Home is You'. Have a squiz under my profile for links 😁 Onyas!

When the world collapses, it doesn't do it quietly. Leon S. Kennedy was an FBI agent twenty-four hours ago. Hungover. Recently dumped. Still trying to prove he wasn't just another badge with good aim. Then the dead stood up. Now Atlanta burns. Armed with only his Silver Ghost, a combat knife he scavenged from a ruined home, and instincts sharpened by something darker than training, Leon finds himself protecting a young girl named Sherry Birkin - daughter of CDC scientists who may know why the world ended. On the road to Atlanta, Leon crosses paths with Kyle Borja - an Atlanta cop who moves like a ghost and cuts like a machine. Katana in hand, customized pistol at his side, Kyle is the only man Leon's ever met who fights like he's already adapted to the apocalypse. Inside the city, survivors are fractured. Power struggles rise. The military has fallen. A tank sits abandoned in the street. And someone is still alive inside it. As alliances form and tensions ignite, Leon must navigate not only the dead - but the living. Old names will appear. Chris. Jill. Claire. Ada. Rick. Shane. But this isn't their canon. This is a harsher version. A bloodier version. A world where: Trust is negotiated with violence. Love is slow-burn and complicated. The dead aren't the only monsters. And Leon Kennedy was never in Raccoon City... but he may be standing at the start of something worse. Survival is only the first problem.

Semi-mature. Completed. When two strangers are thrown together, the cherry blossoms fly. Norman is a free spirited man of the world. Whilst Ollie is a fledgling, still learning how to fly. Will this be just another holiday romance....destined to fade away like happy snaps? Or the start of something that neither is able to forget. If anyone is interested, I have a semi-mature Daryl Dixon ongoing series starting with 'Home is You'. Have a squiz under my profile for links 😀 Onyas!

Aesha's life was already a disaster before all of this, yet somehow the world going to absolute shit made her life better. Dale and her were best friends before, even with the age difference and because of that she went looking for him when she heard. Because of Dale she meets new people, new friends, and maybe a new guy... Her life was so similar to the Dixon brothers lives, is that why she connected to them so fast? is that why she trusted Daryl? Or was it for another reason? Did he see himself in her? Why was he so drawn to her? Why did he try so hard to push her away after everything? Daryl Dixon x Aesha Hunter *Medium slow-burn* Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE WALKING DEAD CHARACTERS, PLOT, OR STORY LINES. THE CREDIT GOES OUT TO THE WRITERS AND PRODUCERS OF THE WALKING DEAD. THE ONLY CHARACTER I OWN IS THE MAIN CHARACTER, AESHA HUNTER, I ALSO OWN ANYTHING TO DO WITH HER.

Lily is a 10 year old girl living with an abusive mother, a smart brother, sporty sister, and a inventor dad. When she is home alone the world suddenly goes to hell. The bloodthirsty dead are walking among the people and are ready to kill. She waits in her house for a year before she runs out of food and needs to leave. That is when she meets a group of people and gets to meet a boy who will be her greatest weakness and greatest strength.

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"I need you, Dixon." "I need you too, Sam." All credits go out to AMC The Walking Dead & Robert Kirkman for the characters other than my Original Characters. fanficseverywhere_ © 2017

Josephine dixon reunited with her husband at Alexandria. She becomes more they just apart of there group she becomes family to all of them. She's growns to care for all of them very deeply and will do anything to protect her family at all costs.

"feeling so tired, really falling apart" t.walking dead daryl dixon x fem! oc season 1 - season 11 slow burn start: april 18, 2022 WARNING: any images, videos, gifs that are used in this book do not belong to me unless stated so. this story will include sensitive topics. added characters belong to me...

-ˏˋ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ'ᴅ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ.ˊˎ- Elodie Price had never heard the soft breeze of the wind or the sound of birds singing in the trees. After losing her older brother and her mother, the world had become grey. Ten years old, and already the universe had stripped her of everything. She couldn't see any reason to keep moving, no one to protect her. The Walkers would find her soon enough. With her hearing loss, she wouldn't even hear them coming. She could barely hear the world screaming around her. Her mother had always been harsh - never quite satisfied with anything Elodie did - and her brother distant. The little bits of love that trickled through, the faint scraps of affection, always seemed to slip through her fingers like water. She didn't belong. Not to them, not to anyone. So when she had come to the conclusion that maybe it was her turn to go, she never expected anyone to care. She never expected anyone to save her. Certainly not someone like Daryl Dixon. 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰; ©𝙙𝙞𝙭𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙: 𝙛𝙚𝙗. 𝟭𝟮 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙: - updates set in season 5 (the earlier chapters truly suck in my opinion, so once you get to like chapter 10 or so it gets better :,P) DISCLAIMER: I do not own The Walking Dead, or its storyline. I only own my orignal characters.

"Christina! Christina" I look around, hearing my name being called. I must being going crazy, because no one was there. In a world full of walkers, I think you can go a little crazy...it's been about a week since the whole thing broke out, I hadn't found a living soul for days... I had been living day by day, looking for people, or somewhere safe. I haven't eaten anything in two days, at this rate I don't know how much longer I'll survive. I have no idea what day it is, or what time it is. Can this world ever be rebuilt? I walk along side the rode, looking for a car, maybe a car with actual gas would be nice. I had to keep a low profile, I didn't want people, OR walkers seeing me. I hear a car coming, so I duck behind a huge truck. I heard the car stop. In curiosity I poke my head up tp see what was going on. "damnit! I told you that we had to find gas!" I saw a sandy haired man with a huge weapon in his hands, ready to shoot at anything strange that moves. "Look around, don't you see cars around here? Let's split up and try to get as much gas as we can" I heard a man in a sherif uniform say. "First my brother! Now this?! Rick you're really starting to PISS me off!" I heard the man with the weapon say, pointing the weapon at 'ricks' head. "can we all calm down! Please?" I heard a Asian guy trying to keep calm I shift my body behind the truck, I elbow the side of the truck hard, making the loudest possible noise. "what the fuck?" I heard someone say, not having the balls to poke my head up again "Hey!" I heard the rick person say, and the next thing I know I have a weapon in my face. Rick glares at the man holding the weapon. "Daryl! Put that down!" Rick says

Hope Dixon, Daryl's Daughter. She lost her mother when she was giving birth to her. She lived with her Dad and her older brother, Lucas, until she was 12 years old, then the apocalypse starts. Her dad was on a hunting trip when everything went down. Her brother dies a little over a month into it. What happens when she reunites with her dad and finds her school crush?