Emergency Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Red spread through the river. Eve stood behind me, holding half of a broken beer bottle, her face pale with terror. “Emma, move! They’re coming!” she screamed. I could hear shouts from a distance. People from the village were closing in. My heart raced as I frantically paddled, but the boat still moved painfully slow. The footsteps grew louder, and my heart sank into despair. Were we really not going to make it? Suddenly, Eve stood up. She smiled softly at me, her lips curving with a gentle warmth. “Emma, you have to live—for me and your mom.”

"Feral. We kept him pinned in the basement for a week and slowly were able to get past his rage. He began controlling himself better, but wouldn't accept another alpha and insisted you were alive; interesting, because he was right. Only a few of us knew of your continued survival - Brandt, Emily, and Cheri, plus me, Amy, and Marcus. We didn't think Zenya had a chance of getting you out, but it was our only hope. We worried they would kill her on sight." "I keep wondering why they didn't." "You'll need to ask her. She's very shy around everyone but Amy and the babies." "I've noticed that, but the funny thing is she isn't shy with me." "I received a report of a certain kiss that took place ear

A heavy clang resonates through the room, and I hold my breath, waiting for any signs of approaching guards. To my relief, the silence persists. A triumphant smile lights up my face as I realize I've succeeded in opening the vent. With a mixture of excitement and trepidation, I pull myself into the darkness of the ventilation system, determined to navigate this maze and escape the clutches of Karl and his guards. Crawling through the cramped vent, I strain to catch the conversation unfolding in the adjacent room. The voices become clear: Karl and his daughter Emily are engaged in a heated argument.

If he died in there. Disregarding her own advice, Julia pushed through the skin of the dream and found herself standing outside the ruined door of the apartment. She was more experienced than Michael; she knew to expect trouble and how to prepare herself to deal with it. She looked down at her right hand and a .38 revolver appeared in it. She eased back the hammer, took two deep breaths, and lunged through the door.

Of all the nights for somebody to be careless. I pushed the door open and slipped inside. The stairwell smelled like cigarettes, dust, and old paint. I climbed. First floor. Second. Third. By the time I reached the top, my heart was beating so hard I had to stop for a second and breathe through my nose. Emeric's apartment was at the end of the hall. Light showed beneath the door. I could hear voices inside. I moved closer. Not too close. Just enough. “...can't keep doing this.”

I disabled the locks, pulled wires, and opened the doors. “Go,” I told them. “Follow the tunnel. Don’t stop.” Some stumbled. Others ran. I moved to the server room. Flames sparked from Chloe’s charges. One more blast—and it would all come down. Emma’s POV Damian staggered, blood dripping from his side. “You think killing me changes anything?” he gasped. I stepped over him. “No,” I said. “But it ends what you started.” I pressed the detonator. And walked out. Lucas’s POV

I drew the raw, unrefined Lycan marrow-ore straight out of his chest, combining it with the pitch-black Void inside my pelvis until my skin started to crack, emitting thin, vertical tendrils of light-drinking shadow. "Kemi!" I yelled, my voice splitting into that dual, ancient frequency that made the elevator's remaining emergency lights shatter into silver dust. "Blow the emergency ceiling hatches! We’re skipping the rest of the ride! The elevator is tearing apart under the battleship's thermal fire, but Zora and Dante are preparing to launch themselves into the open air of the High Council's sovereign tier.

Hitchhiking is illegal but I'm in a tight sitch right now. "Hey.... stop...!!!" gosh! they are not stopping..... Is that Jake's car approaching? Yeah it is. Oh thank goodness. It's getting late and no one would want to be stuck in this deserted area. He's parking, thank God the arrogant TV star has a good heart! Even if it’s pretense, I don’t care. Just get me out of here. "Are you stranded?" He asked after winding down his car window "......" Do I say yes? if I do he might make fun of me

"I planned to preserve a future." Julian shook his head. "You don't even hear yourself anymore." --- A faint vibration interrupted them. Ethan looked down at the transmitter Richard had built. The screen had come back to life. A new message scrolled across it. EMERGENCY PROTOCOL ACTIVATED Below it, another line slowly appeared. Vault Exit Unlocked A loud mechanical rumble echoed through the chamber. A section of the far wall slid open. Fresh air drifted inside. Daniel smiled. "Richard." Even after death...

Life continuing without me. A quiet knock came just after midnight. I opened the door to find Ember, breathless and flushed, eyes bright with urgency. “They’re sending a message to the Alpha at dawn,” she whispered. “About you.” Cold settled in my chest. “About what?” “About an anomaly,” she said. “A potential threat.” I swallowed. “I don’t want to be anyone’s problem.” Ember’s expression softened. “You’re not. But you might be their fear.” We sat on my bed, shoulders touching, the familiar comfort grounding me.