The only thing that ever matter to Lillie Carver was her brother Jacob, and when the apocalypse came it was them against the world. But when they stumble into there old friends and a group of friendly strangers she learns to have hope again. Then she meets Daryl Dixon and suddenly everything changes and she finds herself falling, but can she get him to love her to?

She dreaded that she was going to have to corner him, but there was no other way she could think of to get him to talk to her.

Seven years before the world ended, Daryl Dixon walked away from his life and the one girl who loved him, leaving her to pick up the pieces and figure out how to live without him. As the world falls apart, he's back with one demand. But sometimes, histories are too painful to forget, even in life or death.

Written back in April 2012, this is my first attempt at a romantic fanfiction.

He's got it figured, one of these days, she isn't going to want to be with him. Hell, he didn't even know why she wanted to now. Maybe he should just accept that she does and go along with it, who knows how long it'll last. Daryl/OC. Expanded from One-Shot. Complete

"I ain't ever leavin' ya, woman, so ya better get used to having me around." Daryl and Carol's relationship continues to grow as the group struggles to find their way on the road. Picks up after the farm but disregards the end of By the Dying Fire. Major CARYL!

One shot: A high tension game of cat and mouse

Being safe in a Zombie Apocalypse is slim to none, but for Fay it's a possible chance. With a failing child, the urgency for a safe haven becomes greater. It isn't until Fay comes across a group staked out at a prison. Will the group let the strangers in? Or will Fay lose all that she holds close to her?

Daryl gets betrayed and injured by someone in the group at the prison. Will Rick find out before its too late for Daryl? K Rating just in case: Minor Cussing/ Blood

He'd be lying if he said he hadn't thought about it. Biologically speaking, it was nearly impossible for a healthy, red-blooded American male not to. But in his case, if he was being perfectly honest with himself, he'd never experienced any pressing need to put the ultimate expression of human sexuality to the test.

Breaking up is hard to do... and a zombie apocalypse doesn't help. An original project.

The abandoned Georgia highway ain't no place to be looking for love. Good thing that wasn't what she had in mind. And who was he to say no? Merle Dixon/OC oneshot. Smut.

Jamie comes across a surviors camp when she saves a member of their group. Can she find a little peace and safety in a world that has all but ended? And maybe a little more? Rating may change later on.

Daryl just wanted to have a contained night out with his brother but Merle attracts trouble like nobody he's ever known. Daryl can't help but get mixed up when a stranger tries to play his brother. Set before TWD, oneshot.

Pre-Apocalypse. Prequel to Savior, don't have to read Savior first, but it will kind of spoil the ending of Savior if you don't. Rated M for drug/alcohol use/abuse, language, violence, and smut

Daryl Dixon is always use to being by himself until a young girl comes around and changes everything.

He had never said anything that made her so sure, most of the time he didn't even do anything that made her sure—it was just him. It was everything about him and who he was that made her positive that he loved her just as she loved him.

This is a continuation of my story 'Squirrel' that was set immediately after Merle's death. Daryl must find a way to navigate his grief and the integration of Woodbury while adjusting to his and Carol's newfound love. Rated M for Dixon mouth and later smut.

"Here, Walker! Here, Walker!" Rick was certain he had never met someone so insane before, and that was counting Shane. (One Shot. Rick/Oc, if you tilt your head and squint)

In the cold winter just after Hershel's farm became overrun Daryl Dixon and his broken crew come across the first new faces they've seen in months, only for Daryl they aren't so new. What does the southern man do when confronted by a past he'd somewhat forgotten? And will the old flame that one was rekindle? (Daryl/OC. Rated M for language and future sexual content.)

Headcanon: Before Daryl was born, Merle had another brother. One night, in a drunken rage, their father kills the other brother. Requested by an anon on tumblr. Pre-Walking Dead. Pre-Daryl's brith. Child Merle. OC named Harley as the other brother.

Merle's soul remains attached his to body after he turns. Oneshot. Merle-centric. 3x15 spoilers.

In the midst of the world's end, a lone woman steps from the gates of hell into the arms of a reluctant and torn hero. M for language and sexual scenes. Rick/OC pairing. Please R&R. Story in progress.

When Rick doesn't give the Governor Michonne, the Governor takes something of Ricks.

Era uma vez uma garota. Era uma vez uma história de amor. Era uma vez o amor proibido. Era uma vez uma vida. Era uma vez mais de uma vida. Não é um pai rude que faz esse amor ser proibido. Não é um triângulo amoroso e uma dúvida acentuada. Eles não são de espécies diferentes. Não são humanos que proibem seu amor. Já foram. E nunca mais vão ser.