Novel & Cerita Daryl Dixon Fanfic

he said, his voice a little strained, and he turned away, disappearing into the crowd. I went to find Marco, bidding him goodbyes and kissing him before leaving. We were in the parking lot, the silence of the night broken only by the distant hum of the party, when I confronted Daryl. "Why are you doing this to me, huh?" I demanded, my voice laced with anger, my frustration boiling over. "I know you still love him, Tyra," Daryl answered, his voice a low rumble that held a hint of pain. We both fell silent, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy in the air.

He was refreshed and invigorated when he woke up that morning. He saw that Dax had already arrived when he reached the classroom. Darryl walked toward Dax with a beaming smile and felt something off with the classroom atmosphere as he sat down. The people around Darryl looked at him with eyes were filled with ridicule and mockery while trying to hold back their laughter. Darryl sighed. There was no doubt they must have known about what happened yesterday at the Elixir Competition. Darryl pretended not to have seen them and smile at Dax before softly saying, “Dax, I have good news for you. The Dixon family has been eradicated.”

I whisper, trying to fight back the tears He squeezes my hand and his eyes open “I would do it all again for you” Then I heard it, Daryl’s voice loud and clear in my head “Where the fuck have you gone now?” “I’m with Beta Jax” I mumble back and within minutes Daryl comes storming in to the hospital, wearing a pair of low slung grey joggers, beads of rain running down his toned body. His dark eyes fall on my hand holding Beta Jax's “What did I tell you?” his eyes move to my shoulder where the mark is hidden under my clothes

“The trick is to appear natural or like you can’t see them. Completel-.” “So, hold on,” Beryl cut right in earning Daryl’s glare, “Who do you have a crush on?” Daffodil fiddled with the hem of her skirt, “I, It’s a small crush. It’ll go away. Should we really discuss this?” Beryl raised an eyebrow, “At least tell us who the man is?” “It’s that guy you said I drooled over,” Daryl supplied, realizing she sounded more like an immoral woman than she liked, “You know… the model-like guy we saw the first day? The reeeeeally hot one? The one whose face looked lik-.”

"You're mine, Cheesy! Mine!" People nearby turned their heads to look, but Daryl didn’t care. Cheesy didn’t fight back. She simply looked at him and gave a faint smile. “I’m not running, Young Master Daryl,” Cheesy said quietly. “The contract’s still valid, isn’t it? I’m your secret lover, after all.” Daryl fell silent, his breathing heavy. His grip on her arm slowly loosened. He stared into her eyes, searching for any trace of deceit. But all he saw was calmness—as if she were perfectly fine.

They both break the kiss and look at the pack. In the night, Xandier looks at Darcy who is wearing a red sexy lingerie. She is looking at him with a sexy smile. She removes her panties and bends on the bed on four legs so that her ass and her hole is visible to him. He gets excited seeing her in that position and he gets a hard on erection. He is not able to take the throbbing pain anymore. He removes his pant and directly enters inside her hole. Darcy stops herself from hissing in pain. She doesn't want to come out as weak infront of him. She wants him to think of her as strong in every way. She bites her lips to suppress the sudden pain. Xandier starts thrusting deep into her making her mo

’ “Who the f**k are you?” “I’ll send you an address, right now. You have to come here alone. If you don’t come as soon as possible, say goodbye to your lover, asshole.” “Don’t come, Randall! It’s a trap!” Heating Daciana’s voice in distress made me even more terrified. ‘Am I going to lose her too like I lost my mother?’ “Don’t you dare touch her!” I roared. “You’re not calling the shots this time, you filthy lycan!” I heard Jonathan yell and suddenly the call got disconnected.

Diana's POV I drove home and went straight to the bar. I poured myself a drink and gulped it down in one go. It burned my throat, but the pain felt good. I started chugging down the alcohol straight from the bottle. I got dizzy and lightheaded. Sam came in, and he ran to me. “Diana. No, stop.” “Go away,” I shooed and chunked another large gulp of whiskey. “Child, that's enough!”

"Chef is a traditional man. He's good looking and all, but I find him boring. We're still there, just hanging there. But honestly, there's nothing between us, seriously." "He's not the type of man you want?" "Mhmm, that's not a bad thing, is it?" "Nope. So, what type of man do you want?" "Someone with the body of Hollis, and his aura. He has this fierce choking aura and pull, dark and dangerous kind of thing. Do you understand?" Daisy nodded. "I feel that kind of pull with Brett, always." "That reminds me, how great is Lexington down there?" Daisy laughed. "You should be ashamed of yourself."

"Daryl, he's growing so fast. I hate that you're missing it, but we are still waiting for you to wake up. I...it's going to be different when you come back to us. There are things we need to talk about, but I know you want me to be happy, so please, please don't make us wait much longer." Daryl wanted so badly to answer her pleas, so he answered her in his mind. 'I love you so much. As soon as I know how to get myself out of this mess, I will come back to you. Don't give up on me.' His mate was gone after that, but he fought off the saddness and lonliness of her absence. He made his mind up. He would endure anything to return to Broken Paw Pack and Emma. He didn't care how long it took, or h