She cried, cried until she could cry no more. She missed him like a blind man misses sight and a deaf man misses sound, but she was happy he was gone and she couldn't deny it. She loved him, but she hated him. She was happy he was gone and there was no denying it. Did it make her a bad person? Maybe. Did she care? Not particularly.

"Todo se va a ir a la mierda", pensaba Daryl apoyado en la pared del bloque C la noche antes de que el Gobernador se dispusiera a atacar la prisión. Miró a Carol sentada en las escaleras del bloque; ella era fuerte, una superviviente, pero mañana a lo mejor estaría muerta... (One-shot 3x16 - Daryl x Carol)

When the virus hit, Bailey Carter had no trouble surviving and taking care of herself. Being ex military, things like killing came naturally to her. She joins the group in curiosity, but stays for something else.. Somehow, she's made a connection with him.

"She can swear that his mouth moves too, shaping into the circle of another five-letter name, 'Carol', and it doesn't take long for him to follow, he's running too." Reunion fic set after 4x08. Fluffy/Smutty. Three chapters.

My new one shot series I am piggybacking off Icing on the Cake. These stories will be one shots/short chapter stories about the Caryl relationship ranging from T to very M. Chapter 7: The Icing on the Cake Part Two. Daryl and Carol find themselves celebrating Glenn and Maggie's wedding in a very unique way! Rated M

Vivian Bell thought her biggest disappointment among her repertoire of disappointments was that she didn't get to live the life she wanted...that was until the virus that resulted in the dead rising hit. Stuck with a dog and alone she finds herself struggling and coping in a dead world where no hope shined, until she was found by a man whielding a cross bow. DarylXOC fanfiction

Carol court... Cette fois, personne ne pourra la stopper.

I originally posted on my tumblr after someone posted a picture of "Jasper Dixon" Daryl and Michonne's son, but I thought I would share this story for those of you who don't have a tumblr account. This story is a one-shot and has nothing to do with my other story it takes place during the season 4 jump in the time Daryl and Michonne spent looking for The Governor and after they com

What I imagine goes on in little private moments between Carol Peletier and Daryl Dixon. Beginning around the start of season 4.1, and eventually ending around the mid season finale. There will be a few chapters, eventually.

When Rick finds her she is barely human; tortured, mutilated and broken. A shell of a woman. All he knows is that he needs to help her, heal her. He is never expecting that she will do the same for him. Eventual Rick/OC, all other pairings from 'TWD' television show will remain the same. Rating may change due to graphic themes and language.

A fanfic based on the Walking Dead, from the eyes of a woman who's dealt with pain, death and destruction, Seeking revenge and sanctuary.

Picks up after Season 2 and looks at the relationship between Daryl and Carol as the group struggles to make a life in the world of the undead. It's an eventual Caryl fic. I'm really bad at summaries...please don't judge me. Daryl, Carol, Caryl Whole group participation should be expected. My OC, Alice, is in this one as well. M for violence, sexual content, language

The sickness has plagued the prison and Daryl is literally on his deathbed fighting for his life. From Beth's PoV as she stays by his side, urging him to stay alive. I apologize, I am not very good at summaries. Reviews are more than welcome! Rated T just to be safe.

Merle and Daryl return to the prison but tensions are high. Carol will do anything to make sure Merle doesn't ruin it for his brother. How far will Carol go to keep Merle in line? It's turns out she'll go further than she would have ever imagined. When you dance with the devil, there's a chance you'll get burned. This is a MAROL story.

Of course the zombie apocalypse had to happen when I was headed to Florida. On an airplane! (Trying to get better at writing, I totally acknowledge this is pretty shitty)

It was late September and she was the new girl n school. Maybe it was love that made his head spin and his eyes lose focus. Maybe it was fate that twisted his stomach into knots at the sight of her. At that moment all fifteen year old Daryl Dixon could think of was her; and over the years he couldn't forget. AU/Rated M Language/ Sexual Content. Basically Romantic Smut!

Daniel and Sarah have joined Rick and the group, and everything has been calm for a while. It won't be long though, until Walkers create havoc. Just a one-shot I felt like writing.

Andrea and Merle have a conversation and bring up the similarities between their situations. Set Season 3.

My version of Meth. Beth comes out of her good girl shell and gets a little bix Dixon. How will Merle deal with his first relationship. AU where Merle lives with some added Caryl

"There were far worse dangers. The blackness that could eat your soul with hatred." One shot based on "Beaches of Cheyenne" by Garth Brooks. Credit to Rhinozilla and Bsparrow for the idea that started all this. WARNING: MAJOR character deaths.

Daryl Dixon hated hospitals. He hated the way they smelled. He hated the bright fluorescent lights. He hated those stupid gowns they put you in. He hated all the sick people wandering around. But mostly he hated the way those doctors and nurses looked at him, like he was just another trashy, redneck junkie trying to score a prescription for Oxy. AU, no zombies

No one ever said losing people was easy, but goodbyes still hurt. Sometimes, just knowing that you're not alone is everything. Beth goes back to her beginnings with Daryl as a strong shoulder to lean on.

Series of canon compliant missing moments: Beth's read almost every book in the prison. Daryl's watched almost every movie. Bethyl One shot (Missing moment).

OS. " Je me lève et je bois un café dégueulasse. Les infos parlent encore d'un cas de cannibalisme en Floride. J'en ai marre de cet appétit des médias pour le sensationnalisme. J'éteins la télé et je m'en vais à contrecœur au boulot, comme tous les jours..." Mais aujourd'hui n'est pas un jour comme les autres. ( OS qui peut-être lu séparément d'Homo Novus).

One more day at work and I would get to see my father again. A few more hours working on cars and I could go home. We could all sit down and be a family again, just like we used to. I could ask my parents about keeping Bear, and tell them about my thoughts of moving out. That's how I wanted my day to go. I'd give anything if I thought it might take us back to those familiar times.