Novel & Cerita Walking Dead Daryl Dixon Quotes

William asked, grinning mischievously. Daryl paused, the silence thickening. “Truth,” he finally replied, his tone steady. “Alright, what’s one secret you’ve never told anyone?” William asked, leaning forward, eyes sparkling with intrigue. The group held its breath, eager to hear what Daryl would reveal. He shifted slightly, glancing around as if gauging how much to share. “I… I once had a pet hamster named Oliver,” he admitted, his tone serious, and the contrast between his serious demeanor and the lightheartedness of the moment sent a ripple of laughter through the group.

He was stunned to learn of Sierra’s bravery and witnessing it himself amazed him the more. “Let’s do this” his voice sounded from the back and everyone turned to face him. “I want you to survive outside on your own for a day. For your information, we do have dangerous rogues roaming the territory every night and I believe they are nothing compared to vampires. Kill the rogues on your own then you can start sleeping in the tent” Daryle said. He faced the warrior wolves for their opinion and they cheered in excitement. General Wayne scoffed at Sierra “I can’t wait to make snowballs with your gut” he said.

What was left of his body dangled in the air, wriggling as he cried his agony out. Dylan walked to him and held his hair, looking him in the eye. "While you remain here in darkness and pain, I want you to remember this face before you die. Along with this face, remember these words: 'No one crosses the Cross'" he said and walked out. Victor followed behind him, dropping an axe with blood dripping from its blade on the table.

"You got it wrong-" Daryl's laughter stopped me short. He clutched his ribs as he laughed, the corners of his eyes cringing together as it held mine while he kept on laughing. I don't think I said anything funny, and if I didn't already know him, I'd think he had pseudobulbar affect. "You-you thi-nk he would spare you after all you have seen in Dark Wolf? " he managed to let out amidst laughter "You think he would let you walk out of this place alive? He's going to kill you when he gets what he wants, you don't know him,"

she says "Well, you looked wrong," Death and I say at the same time "They want us back now," Death says "Okay, bro you know, I met Ariel today," I tell Mika as we hug, "but I guess, I'll see you whenever they decide to stop torturing me," I tell her "Yeah, that's not ending anytime soon, but she can come to visit you in hell," Death says I pout rolling my eyes, "I don't want to go to hell,"

"Daniel? Daniel!" Hazel held onto me, refusing to let anyone else touch me. "Hazel, what happened to my brother? Tell me what happened! Say something!" Elena's hands shook as she touched my face. She choked up, rendering her unable to speak anymore. "Daniel…" Ophelia stood rooted to the spot. When she finally snapped out of it, she slowly approached. Dropping to her knees, she stared at me blankly. "Daniel, you're just scaring me, right? How could you just die like this? You promised that we'd go to that mountain again. You can't break your promise! Wake up! Wake up now!"

"You're drunk. You're saying what's on your mind." "What? No, I'm not! You're the one who's drunk!" I laughed. "You said you visited Master Daryl? But he's dead, right? Don't tell me you visited his grave? You said earlier you brought a gift for your niece because you share the same birthday?" I saw the smile disappear from his face as if I said something wrong. "Oh! He's worried! I noticed that!" I laughed again. "Darius, admit it... is Master Daryl really dead?"

I killed the only light in my life. I turned off the shower and walked out. My phone beeped with a voicemail. I had left it in my bedroom that morning. I unlocked the screen, and fifteen voicemails from my father popped up. I didn't even bother to check them. I walked out of my room, shutting the door behind me. My feet stopped in front of her room. Yara had shifted all her clothes and belongings back into it. I hadn't visited the room in weeks because I was afraid I might break down. I didn't want to show anyone that I was weak, even though on the inside, there were only crumbled pieces of my heart left. I'm Danzel Parker, and he cannot be weak—not on the outside, at least.

I shrugged, trying to downplay the supernatural aspects. “What? We’re supernatural beings. Without transformation, you’re stronger than any human and faster and have a strong sense of hearing,” Daryl argued excitedly, his enthusiasm palpable. “Well, you seem to know a lot about werewolves,” I chuckled, appreciating his interest. “I try my best. I love to learn about different kinds of people,” he replied, a genuine curiosity and eagerness to understand evident in his words. "It really is nice talking to you. Most people here are way older, so it's not the same to have someone of the same age," Daryl sighed, resting his body frame on the bar.

"Stop trying to persuade me, I am not going to claim a woman like this.' Daryl said standing up. "Stop running away from your mate." "Did you just say, mate?" "Of course, she is our mate." His wolf said he ran his hand through his neck and hair. "You should stop pulling ideas on my head." "Fine, I give up." "Better, I need to do something." "You are going to look for Kira and Leonid?" His wolf asked. "Why will I do that?" Daryl is getting pissed with his wolf and his annoying questions. "So you could stop her from meeting with him."