Emergency Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

THE WRONG VOW (MISTAKENLY MARRIED TO THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE) CHAPTER 10: PROJECT GENESIS The underground facility trembled violently. A piercing alarm echoed through every corridor. "Warning! Project Genesis has been activated. Security lockdown initiated." Red emergency lights flooded the chamber, replacing the bright white lights with an eerie crimson glow. Emily instinctively stepped closer to Alexander. Her heart pounded so hard it hurt. The floor beneath them shook again. Pieces of concrete crashed from the ceiling, forcing everyone to move away from the center of the room.

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I asked Lisa while she winked at me and then placed a finger over my lips before tracing it down to my pants, and then reaching for my fly. “Stop that right now, I’m driving!” I quickly cautioned her. “What? Are you still mad at me? Let me make it up to you.” She chimed in and then reached inside my pants, but I yanked her hands off. “This is not the right time for this. Stop or I will turn back now!” I said fiercely. Lisa stopped, which was odd, but she didn’t talk the rest of the drive. Laura called some minutes later, and I told her I had an emergency which might keep me out all night.

She stood, her flashlight sweeping, her voice calling. “Emmy! Dan, I’m here!” The warehouse was silent, her fear spiking, her voice a whisper. “Where are you, baby?” A sharp pain cracked against her head, her voice a scream cut short. “No!” Her flashlight fell, her body crumpling to the ground, unconscious, the darkness swallowing her, Dan’s trap closing in. Alex paced the mansion’s driveway, his voice sharp as he spoke to Officer Mike Daniels, police units gathering around, their radios crackling in the pre-dawn chill of 2029.

The life of every person currently humming in the silver mist. She looked at her mom one time. "I love you Mom." Her mom looked up from her painting. For a second the simulated bliss vanished from her eyes. She looked deep and ancient. "I know, honey. Now go finish your story." Elara turned to the barrier. Elias was on the ground. The infected were closing in. She didn't hesitate. She lunged forward and jammed the gold pen through the golden haze. The barrier didn't break; it dissolved. The garden vanished in a roar of static. The jasmine scent was replaced by the stench of ozone. The warm sun was replaced by the flickering blue of the Aethelred facility.

White light began swallowing everything. Aurora shouted, “We need to leave!” “How?” Emmy looked at her key. Then smiled. She turned. There was no door behind her. So she made one. Amethyst. Gold. Simple. No writing. No command. Emmy inserted the key. Turned it. The door opened onto Neutral Valley. She looked at everyone. “Well?” Caliana laughed. Then ran through. Xander followed. Dimitrius. Aurora. Ignisvath stopped beside Emmy.

< FERAL FURY PACK > The garden of the Feral Fury Pack was alive with laughter and chatter, a rare moment of warmth amidst the usually tense atmosphere. It was a rare sight to see everyone gathered together like this—Mikhail, Jessica, Genevieve, Spike, Luciano, Gift, Damon, and Lucifer, all sharing in the lightness of the moment. The day was perfect; the sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the flowers, and for once, it felt like a true family reunion, despite the many wounds they all carried.

“We’re totally self-sufficient here. Off the grid. About the only real problem is keeping the pipes from freezing. You wouldn’t believe how much insul—” “Stop it.” The chili went down Emma’s throat like battery acid. “Just. Stop.” “Stop what?” Emma swirled the spoon in her bowl. “Pretending like we’re on vacation. Some family trip. You kidnapped me. Drugged me! And took me how many hundreds of miles away from my friends, our house . . . ” She shook her head. “Everything.” Her father shifted in his chair. “Only because—” “I know! I know . . . what you said in the car. The end of the world, socio-economic . . . something! But where’s all this awful stuff we’re running from? Where’s the proof?”

3rd Person By dawn a red alert emergency order was spread through the Nightfang Pack on every TV screen, radio station and webpage. The Alpha’s pups were missing, believed to be kidnapped by Eve Mechant and in grave danger. The entire pack was ordered to be on the lookout for any of the children or Eve, with search parties quickly filling every corner of the territory.

I would have had to face Lucas. He ran off last night after his phone popped up a notification. It seemed he had an emergency. His phone was placed right on the kitchen counter. I caught a glimpse, and I saw Ashen’s name flash on the screen. Damon didn’t call me to his office after training. I guess he doesn’t need my statement anymore. They now have a security emergency number— I saw on the news that a special code number has been created for emergencies involving rogues. I slide out of the back seat of the taxi, and shut the door gently. I adjusted my bag on my shoulder and proceeded into the mansion.