Daryl Walking Dead Novels & Stories

Abel smiled quietly before nodding, “I hope to see you around, Daryl.” Daryl’s heart fluttered when he walked past, slowly pushing his hands into his pockets. She swallowed before walking forward to see Beryl watching her eith her arms crossed over her chest. Daryl gave her friends an unconcerned smile, “Hey! So, are you okay, Daff?” Beryl rolled her eyes, “You know that guy?” Their Fairy friend slapped her thigh with her hand, “I knew I smelt someone different on you the night we met.”

Daryl glanced at me before reaching out to take my hand and pulled me towards him. "I want to talk to you" "wow" We both looked at Drake who's eyes held pure evil but lips that were pulled up into a smirk. He laughed before turning and walking away. "Who's that?" I shook my head at Daryl. I didn't feel like I wanted to talk at all. My mood, feelings and thoughts were all over the place. Daryl touched my cheek and caressed it. "Daryl we're in public, I say stepping away from him.

I have heard a lot about this man and have only seen him twice or once on TV. Never did I imagine that a man so evil would be this beautiful. But it is said that Lucifer was once the most beautiful angel, right? His smile spread into a full on grin - a happy one at that as he spread his arms and walked towards me. “Dahlia!! I have been waiting so long for you.” The excitement in his voice not only confused me, but also sent ugly shivers down my spine. Why was he acting like we were supposed to be old buddies?

And when the others raised their blades to practice, Daryl’s grip lingered a second too long, like he was weighing the steel not against the enemy — but against himself. “Eat,” Killian muttered one evening, shoving a bowl of stew toward him. Daryl’s hand closed around the wooden rim. His knuckles flexed white, holding too tight. “I’m not hungry.” “You haven’t eaten in two days.” A beat. Then, quietly: “Not for this.” Killian froze. It wasn’t just him noticing. When Daryl left a room, whispers followed. He brought something back with him. That bloodline isn’t safe. Killian’s hiding what he knows.

I lock the door and then walk towards the elevator. The elevator door opened, of all could happen seeing Daryl again but this time he's alone, I just look at him for a split second and then walk inside the elevator, I pressed the down button and then waited for the numbers to drop. The door opened after a few seconds of waiting then I walk outside not letting him talk but he followed me.

To crouch down and hide himself. Shutting his mouth with his hands to stop the sound of his heavy breathing. "No clue Sir!" "Sh**! Dammit!" Neil, the third in command curses. Looking around in irritation. "Don't stop! Continue to find him! He is our last chance in finding the boy!" The other's join him while Daniel , continues to stay there immobile. His thoughts wandering off the people who were after him. They were werewolves , he was sure. But how they found him was more of a cause of concern.

He showed his phone to Wyoming and the old man almost had a heart attack. “No! Never!” he hollered and dashed out of the room. Zach glanced at the rest of the men and with a nod he walked out. Daryl tagged along, the moment he got to his car he lost the little calm he had managed to compose, he turned on his phone and tried to call Chloe. But then he saw how many messages she had sent, “Fuck! Take me to Sarah's apartment. I need to protect Chloe.” He announced, Daryl seemed so lost at first.

"Always, my love. I'll always keep you safe." As they walked back home, Darell couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. He knew that being a vampire wasn't easy, but he was determined to make it work with Marcelyn. Together, they could overcome any obstacle that came their way. And as long as they had each other, that was all that mattered. ***

Sol said while panting and nervously standing in front of me. "Why? What happened to Niel?" I nervously asked while looking at Sol's expression, which clearly said a piece of negative news. "Sir Daniel is in a critical condition now after fighting with the Cross!" Sol informed me, and as soon as I heard those words, my eyes immediately turned red, and my fangs grew out. "D*mn you, Kidd!" I shouted and ran down the stairs, but Daryl stopped me while he glared at me. "You brat! Stay away from this, and go back to your room!" Daryl yelled at me, and my body couldn't stop trembling as I watched his angry expression while looking at me.

Moments later, she returned with Daryl following behind her. Daryl was holding large shopping bags in both hands. “Hey, Haley.” “What a huge surprise.” Haley got to her feet, her gaze traveling to the bags. Daryl shrugged. “Yeah. I needed to leave the house before it exploded. That's why I brought my food.” The house was about to explode? What did he mean? “Can you do the honor?” Daryl extended the bags to the maid. “Take them to the kitchen.” “But we already have groceries-”