Daryldixon Stories

Seasons 1-9 so far! ~~ Parker Grimes was with her family when the world came to an end. Her only goal was to keep those around her safe, and no matter how bad things became, she'd stay with them till the very end. She didn't expect the loner of the group, Daryl Dixon, to catch her eye. The only real question is: Is the end of the world really the best place to find love? A world where Parker realizes that maybe having someone to take care of her isn't a sign of weakness, and Daryl realizes that life is better when you have someone by your side.

"i'm not stupid. i see the way he looks at her. he doesn't love me. not anymore." "well, he's a stupid son-of-a-bitch then." [the walking dead; season 2-??] [started; 01-27-26] ©️solar_fIare 2026 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED RANKINGS; 02-13-26 out of a 1000+ stories #1 in daryldixonfanfiction #15 in thewalkingdead #12 in glennrhee #62 in daryldixon #29 in twdfanfic

TRIGGER WARNING : There will be mentions of suicide, miscarriage, and potentially other topics that may be unsettling. Please, read chapters with caution.... There is angst. Blessing and Daryl Dixon began an unlikely friendship online years before the apocalypse. The Princess and The Redneck. A bubbly black woman, who was enamored by Daryl's Instagram full of wilderness. The death of her father brought her across states to finally visit the Dixon, and the connection they'd made is what made her stay. When the apocalypse begins a year later, they're forced to deal with the drama of their new group. Jealousy, denial, regret... Join them on their journey as they try to survive. A Daryl Dixon Love Story Daryl Dixon x OC Season 1- ???

Ed and Carol were young and in love. Carol having a teen pregnancy and having Cassandra but over time Ed became abusive to both girls. Many years later came Sophia and it got worse. Ed never allowed Cassandra to go to college but everything changed one day and now Cassandra and her family needs to learn how to survive.

"I'll uh look out for you for him from now on" he said, he was still practically a stranger to her but she felt as if she could trust him. "Do you promise?" She asked sniffling and rubbing at her eyes as tears formed. "Promise" "Pinky promise?" Daryl looked at her bewildered as she raised her pinky. He sighed with a small quirk of his lip and linked his pinky with hers. "Promise" <~> Jade Hudson, 5 years old and the world had gone to shit around her in the apocalypse. While searching for her missing father, Daryl Dixon finds her in the woods in a bright yellow rain coat. Follow her as she goes throught the events of the show the Walking Dead bringing a little bit of joy in those whose world crumbles around them. <~> Follows closely to the original plot line of the show. Of course I don't own anything in the walking dead series only my OC. Jade.

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.

A redneck find a young wizard during a zombie apocalypse and takes him in.

Marina "Marnie" Dixon is Daryl and Merle Dixon's little sister, at just 7 years old. Marnie has a heart of gold, and loves helping people, but she can sometimes be feisty when upset. After a terrible incident involving their father, Marnie is placed in a coma. Just as the dead begin to walk. Daryl and Merle rush down to the hospital, which is more chaotic than the streets, only to find Marnie's hospital room trashed and empty. Merle convinces Daryl she's dead, and the 2 Dixon brother's set off for safety...without realising Marnie is very much alive. ©dollydixon 2017/2018

When the dead start rising Dylans father abandons her to fend for herself. She comes across a man in the hospital. She helps him adjust to this new life. He is surprised to find a baby in her bag. What events will unfold before her as she attempts to survive? How will an 11 year old girl survive alone in the apocalypse with a baby? Read and find out.

"You wanted me to be here!!" she exclaims, spitting up the last of the bile from her mouth. "Why'd you want me here, anyhow?! You didn't answer my damn question." She looks over her shoulder, watching as he gets up off the ground, wiping off his knife before sticking it back in its hilt. He takes a moment, pondering his thoughts before shrugging. "You're the only one who kind of knows what they're doing. Even though you're sick all the time." "Then get me some fucking Pepto and I'll be perfect, lover boy." Daryl Dixon x Female OC

Elena Monroe was supposed to be starting nursing school. Eighteen, driven, grieving-but healing. Her father had passed from leukemia a year earlier, and all she wanted was to make him proud. Then the world ended. She and her mother packed up the car with her little sister Ivy, hoping to escape Georgia and reach the safety of Atlanta. But what started as a desperate plan shattered on the roadside-when her mother suffered a heart attack behind the wheel. With no emergency services, no help, and only a few months of first aid training, Elena was forced to make an impossible choice. She buried the woman who raised her and drove away with a shell-shocked eleven-year-old in the passenger seat. Gridlock stopped them just outside the city. Walkers flooded the highway. And Elena-bleeding, exhausted, and breaking-stumbled across a group of strangers: Shane Walsh. Lori and Carl Grimes. Carol, Sophia, and Ed Peletier. They took her in. Protected her. Called her strong. But Elena never felt strong. Just awake when everyone else was still dreaming. The quarry became a fragile safe haven. Ivy found laughter again. Elena found purpose. But in a world where everyone turns after death, she'll soon learn... she's not like the rest. In a world built on death, what happens to the girl who won't rot?

Natalia Grimes, the only woman worth fighting for. Daryl Dixon, the only man strong enough to win.

20 year old Dahlia had been on her own all her life So when the Zombie Apocalypse came into the picture it didn't change her life all that much Until she met Negan who ripped away every part of her goodness and destroyed her as a person and of course, made her one of his many wives But when she sees the new beautiful strange man walking around, Daryl Dixon, she discovers there is still hope for her freedom of leaving And all she needed was him to escape the Saviors compound. Could it be that easy? Could finding love be that easy? ⚠ WARNING ⚠ WONT FOLLOW THE STORY LINE UNTIL TWD STARTS BACK IN FEBUARY.

-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.

"You don't have to do this" He said with a concerned tone in his voice. "I need to prove I can do something in this world, I've been alone for a fourth of my life and I can't, I-I just.." I stammered off. I wish I wasn't so emotional. He gave me one more look and I quietly nodded. I stepped forward, knowing that this could be my last moment on earth. I smiled back at him once more and with that, I left.

In a world where survival is all that matters, Y/N learns early to trust no one and rely only on instinct. Raised in chaos and hardened by loss, she adapts quickly when the world collapses around her-hunting, tracking, and surviving alone in the wilderness where every stranger is a threat. That is, until she's forced into the path of a group led by Rick, and upon the group one man who drives her insane named Daryl. Rough, silent, and impossible to read, Daryl is as much a danger as he is a savior-taking her captive one moment and protecting her the next without explanation. She hates him for it... at least she thinks she does. As survival forces them closer together, tension builds between distrust and something neither of them understands or wants to admit. In a world where attachment can be fatal, she begins to realize that the most dangerous thing isn't the wilderness-or the dead-it's the pull she feels toward the one person she can't figure out.

People said animals could smell danger. Rowan learned young that humans were usually worse. After the world ends, she returns to the animal rehabilitation center she once worked at to free the creatures left behind. Instead, she finds a dying jaguar and the cub she leaves behind. From that moment on, Rowan stops trying to belong to people at all. Years later, rumors spread across the wasteland about Negan's younger sister, the woman who rides with a stallion like thunder, a wolfdog that mirrors her anger, a hawk circling overhead, and a black jaguar that walks beside her like death itself. Cold. Violent. Inhuman. At least that's what people say. When Rowan crosses paths with Rick Grimes' group, they already think they know exactly what she is. She's taken prisoner, distrusted, feared, and watched constantly while her animals grow restless behind Alexandria's walls. And with Negan searching for the sibling who disappeared from his side long ago, Rowan quickly becomes more than just a threat, she becomes a problem no one knows how to solve. Especially Daryl Dixon. Because the closer he gets to her, the more he realizes something terrifying. The woman everyone calls a monster only ever felt safe beside animals. And maybe there's a reason they bare their teeth whenever humans get too close. No Animal Bites Without Reason A slow-burn, survival-heavy The Walking Dead fanfiction featuring, - enemies to lovers - morally gray protagonist - animal companionship - slow burn Daryl Dixon romance - psychological trauma - survival realism - found family

Caroline is a sweet southern girl from Texas although she doesn't stay in one place for too long. Caroline is an actress/make up artist. Comic con has always been one of Caroline's dreams. She's always wanted to attend but never got the chance. She does other people's make up for comic con but never her own. What would happen if one day she got to go to comic con to meet the one and only Norman Reedus. Would getting close to the zombie killer result in... kidnapped?!!! Let's find out! P.S. be patient as always please. I appreciate you all but I have other commitments like college and work so I will update at least once a month but hopefully more. Thank you xx

"I prayed for a reason to beat this world and God gave me her." ☼━━━━𐂂━━━━☽ Two teenagers - one, a gentle ex-ballerina who's never held a gun, and the other, a withdrawn "monster" that has a trail of ghosts behind him - both approaching the confines of adulthood and walking the tightrope between friendship and something much more complicated. *** Carl Grimes x female oc !!! ON AO3 TOO !!! I do not own TWD or Carl Grimes, all rights to TWD & AMC (who are meanies for killing Carl off.) Updates are typically slow, but spam comments motivate me. 𐚁

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