Daryl Dixon Novels & Stories

I didn't know what I was expecting but when Dominic opened the laptop and showed me a mug shot, my eyes widened. He looked to be in his late twenties, sporting a dark buzz cut and a neatly trimmed beard. He had a black eyebrow piercing and I could see the tattoos sneaking up his neck stopping just below his jawline. Lucas was smirking with his head tilted up slightly, almost mockingly and that alone told me the man feared no one. "Holy shit, he's fine." I blurted without thinking. The laptop was slammed closed and I jumped. Yurik let out a loud laugh and shook his head.

That's what's the terrifying part. "Rylan isn't here anymore, Dawn," he says menacingly. "Right now, you're talking to Sinful."

My eyes flew open in panic, but everything seemed to disappear when I saw the man standing at the door, his jaw clenched tightly and his grey eyes locked on Trevor and Simon in the deadliest glare. He came for me. He never forgot about me after all. My wish came true. "I have a wish," Dixon said, dusting his coat as he gave Trevor a side glance. "I hope you rot in fucking hell." "Well, well, well," Trevor smirked as he clapped his hands. " If it isn't the world's favorite hero coming to the rescue." **** Third Person's POV. "Dixon!" McKenna cried out.

While his hair was combed back in the same style like he does. His fragrance was alluring. The refreshing scent, she could also smell some hint of woody fragrance and his eyes carried a whole world. Under the moonlight, they looked deeper and right now she was ready to dive in them. Zion was actually in his own world, when he heard his dad clearing his throat to grab his attention. "Zion, Mr. Daniel is talking to you." Aiden Black informed him. "Ohh". He was embarrassed, "I am sorry. I didn't hear you." Zion spoke politely and he extended his hand for a handshake.

Not just a wolf. But a force of nature. And no matter how much I wanted to run from him, some part of me—some maddening, aching part—knew it would be impossible. Whether I liked it or not, this man, this beast, this protector… was mine. And I was his. Our eyes were still locked when footsteps echoed across the ruined chamber. His beta entered—Lieutenant Daniel, clad in formal armor, eyes darting from the destroyed wall to the blood-soaked floor, then to the dead assassin sprawled at Alexandro’s feet.

Daryl said while putting a hand over his heart as if he was touched. Mavis scowled at him, most likely for the use of his endearment. "I wasn't talking about you, you twit." She told him approaching me and gave me a little hip bump. I laughed and I noticed Mara smiling a bit more too. "Oh well, the search continues." Daryl said while heading to the front door laughing and shaking his head. I nearly asked him about his mate, Alexis, but then I stopped myself. She was out of the country again. I was beginning to think that she didn't just travel a lot because of family issues, she was hardly ever around. There must be another reason.

There was a smell of burning flesh, and I heard Lucas yell as the hot ropes melted into metal wires biting into his skin. Lucas forced himself to his feet despite the pain soaring through him, lunging forward to grab Tyler around the neck with his free hand. Tyler’s eyes bulged in shock, but there was no one to help him. Marcus was occupied – and losing his battle against the warriors… until someone noticed the two of them struggling but it wasn’t someone who’d help Tyler. It was Dalton! He stormed towards them with a murderous look on his face.

off into the woods. We captured her fairly quick. The strength and power Tyler holds is enough to exterminate a whole pack with one snap of her fingers. If she was able to control it no one could match her, “You aren’t getting either. I feel bad that I had to take your men’s lives. They shouldn’t have followed you,” I looked over again and saw Tyler’s hands twitching, “The next time I see you will be the last.” I sighed shakily, feeling myself wanting to shift out of anger. The line went quiet for a second, “I’m looking forward to it, Dalton. I’ll see you very soon.” With those last words he hung up. I stuffed my phone into my pocket and brushed my fingers through my hair while staring down

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

“Unfortunately, I've lost my job. I was wondering if there's a vacancy in your-” “Scram!” Liam exploded, and his first victim was Mr. Gray. Then he turned to Daryl, grabbing him by the collar. “You'd better pray this is a joke. If I investigate and find out you're this girl's father, you'd wish you never returned!” “Bring it on.” Daryl lifted his chin, returning the man's laser gaze. “I'll proudly announce to the world that Lannie's my daughter.” Well, Daryl was taking the drama too far.