Daryl's Brother Walking Dead Novels & Stories

He asked. “I know I can't, but taking the lives of innocent people is not right.” “Who cares?” “I do.” He told him. Dale inhaled sharply when his brother's grip on his neck loosened. He felt his breath when he pulled closer to his neck. Before he could know what was happening, his brother buried his fangs on his neck, feeding on him aggressively. Dale did nothing but shudder as he felt his life leave him before he passed out.

Axel sneers, his grip tightening again. "Yeah, I did come with a cord tied to my throat, dumbass," Raphael strains, pulling his brother's hands away just enough to talk. "But I survived you then, and I'll survive you now." Axel lets go with one hand and raises his fist, aiming for a knockout punch. “AXEL! NO!” I scream, finally jolting out of my paralysis. I scramble onto my knees, spotting the heavy bronze lamp that had been knocked over in the initial crash. Without thinking, I grab the base of the lamp and heave it up.

she thought out loud. "You wish it was," Sadie said. "I mean, I know you'd be happy with that, especially since you planned my death." Irina stood stiffly still, staring, so Sadie truly was alive. "It's Sadie in the flesh, Mama, not a ghost," she heard Adrian's voice say as he came out of a shadow with his brothers, all looking like cold-blooded killers. And their faces instantly showed Irina that they knew, and dread immediately filled her as she got on her knees.

"Whatever. Since you treated me pretty well these past few years, I'll make your death quick. I won't let you die miserably like your sister did." Adrian gripped the silver blade tighter and moved closer, step by deliberate step. The knife in his hand was the same one he'd used to kill me. "Want to know what your sister's final moments looked like?" Adrian's smile twisted into something manic. "Right here in this room. I cut off her limbs one by one so she couldn't shift and run. My brothers stood around watching her struggle, and I've got to say—your sister had guts."

It felt wrong like the world had tilted off its axis. And then I saw him. Alaric. He was standing on the other side of the room, leaning casually against the wall leading to the hallway. His arms were crossed, and a faint, almost imperceptible smirk was present on his lips. His eyes gleamed with something dark, something that made my gut twist. Even though his brother was on the floor, fighting for his life and his nephews were in panic, crying for help, he didn't share the same fear as them. He wasn’t panicking. He wasn't worried. He looked... satisfied. Too satisfied.

I tried to focus on my moves and techniques, but my mind kept wandering back to the scene I had witnessed earlier. After the training session, my dad and uncle approached me with beaming faces. "Hey baby girl," my dad said, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead. I was surprised to see my uncle for the first time in my life seeing both my uncle and dad behaving like teenage boys. My dad introduced my uncle Alpha Daryl to me, confirming Alpha Daryl's words. he informed me that he was my late mother's brother. "I thought he was dead. I even went as far as searching for him in his pack, but was told that no one had seen him since the attack on our pack," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

Bella and Claire decided to shop at an establishment owned by the Valdez family. Unfortunately, they met another person they would rather not see at all, who asked, "Why are you here?" It was Daryl Stelter—Dakota's younger brother. Annoyed, Bella ignored him. Daryl was irritated by her sullen treatment and tried to grab Bella by the wrist. Claire caught it before Daryl succeeded, glaring and questioning him, "What were you trying to do?"

The day that he earned enough to buy back the grocery store, he rushed home to tell his grandmother the good news, but he found his grandmother lying dead on the floor in a pool of blood with Damian standing over her. Something was tragically different about Damian. He wore a mask that only covered his mouth and his arms were glowing with devilish red energy and black lightning surrounding it. The horrifying sight of his brother standing over their grandmother’s corpse drove Daryl mad. He charged up his arms and swung at Damian. But Damian blasted him out of the building onto the roof of the building across from them. When Daryl awoke, he saw police tape over the crime scene and officers hol

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

It would've been an easy move for an eleven-year-old to make. As Melissa and Adam chatted, Brie checked the cameras over once again. The inside of the store looked thankfully deserted. There was a fire exit that could let them escape once Adam was feeling better, but it was currently swarmed with walkers. The entrance was also busy, which put them in a sticky situation. They had no escape. Unless Brie could find a distraction. She scanned the aisles through the screen, noting that the blind man was now outside. As she watched him through the camera, he swayed and fell occasionally, struggling to pick himself up. The virus had taken him fully.