A boy asks Daryl a question, to which he goes and has to have a talk with the boys father. (Oc's) part of my Rose TWD 'verse.

Daryl worries for his daughter when she comes home covered in Walker blood. Part of my TWD Rose 'verse.

Not Caryl, but some random thought I had When Daryl is holding Judith.

"The day she was born it was a rainy day in what they had presumed was June, the beginnings of a sweltering summer dissuaded for the day to most likely bring an god-almighty humidity when it stopped." A Rose Story.

Oneshot. This is a story about the little zombie girl we see in the first episode and her life and how she got bit. R&R :D

The group are sitting around the campfire, talking about their perfect world. "If you could change things, what would you do? What would you wish for? If you could make your perfect world, just for a moment, what would it be?"

People in Daryl's life are there one second and gone the next. There doesn't even seem to be a body to mourn over. No body.

Her hands were shaking. "I-I can't shake him, Daryl. H-he's always there in th-the back of my mind, telling me I'm useless and stupid and worthless." He sent his glass flying across the room, shattering when it hit the wall. "Dammit Carol, he's gone, and he ain't comin' back again! Why in the hell can't you see that?" AU Caryl, no walkers. Rated T for now.

Dehydrated and starving, a young lady takes a short break in the woods, unknowing that it'll cause her to land right in the lap of Daryl Dixon. Daryl/OC. Trying to make it as canon as possible.

The group returns from Woodbury with an anguished Daryl. Caryl friendship story.

5 days. 5 days passed since he was gone for good. Their relationship started with hope, and she didn't even know what they were, what they meant to each other, but she felt like her levels of hope now where slim to none.

(Note: There are no character's from the T.V. show in the story YET)Waking up in what is left of K.C. A young man's survival.

Prompt: Since it's winter… The group finding embarrassing sweaters but they are the only clothes they can find.

what could have happened at the prison

It was amazing what a little confidence could do for a person. Oneshot, pre-S3.

Merle esta pasando uno de sus ultimos dias en el ejercito y como sabe que pronto la licencia para volver a su casa le llegara, quiere retrasar un poco la "despedida" alborotando el batallon en donde se encuentra. Ni marchas, ni castigos pueden con su genio... ¿Habra hecho bien en enfurecer a su sargento?

Carol's daughter Ashley enlists the help of Beth and Carl when she tries to get her mother and Daryl to admit there feelings for each other. Will she succeed? Will Carol and Daryl finally admit to the feelings they have for each other. Please Read and Review

Daryl returns to the Prison with Merle. He and Carol have a discussion about his brother. Carol is afraid of losing him and Daryl is afraid of losing everybody. T for language.

AU. TWD/"The Wonderful Wizard of Oz" fusion. Andrea as Dorothy. Pastiche. Ensemble cast. Potential pairings: Daryl/Glenn.

Gabriella has lost almost everything in the world but gained new friends along the way. Joining the group when the first get to the Jail she befrends Carl and Beth but could her friendship with Carl mean losing everything *Following the show as of Season 3 Episode 1 with flashbacks Please R&R

"Since his sixth birthday, Daryl William Dixon had never gone anywhere unarmed..." Short little drabble piece about something I noticed during 'Pretty Much Dead Already'.

"I could see it in their eyes. All of 'em wanted ta ask why I went back for him. They'd all seen how he treated me. An' what they'd seen was jus' the tip of one hell of an iceberg, that went back more than thirty years." A look into Daryl and Merle's relationship growing up, and why Daryl both loves, and hates his older brother.

Rick hold his daughter in his arms and realises just how much has been lost. She'll never understand what the world once was.

After surviving for so long with no reason for surviving Carol finally realizes why. 1st Fic for TWD, but hopefully not the last.

"I could tell he was looking at me. He thought what he'd said earlier would convince me. That just maybe he'd made me realize how I mattered or some shit like that. And, maybe he had. I don't know. Either way, I still couldn't bring myself to look him in the eyes. And I hated myself for it." Daryl's inner thoughts during the Randall debate. Maybe Dale wasn't as alone as he thought.