Fallout 4 Curie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

⚛⚛➷➹⚛⚛ Tyrel (Third-person POV) Curtis’ grin becomes wider at Ty's suggestion to share Kerris. Then Beta Gavin says, “But I highly doubt she's still a virg--" Tyrel slams his fist on the nearest table, cutting his Beta off. "Well, what are you waiting for, Curt," says the Beta. "Make the reservation." The Gamma resumes typing on his phone as Gavin went on, “Alpha, I stuck around a little bit last night like you asked...” His face grows more serious, raising Tyrel's curiosity.

My nickname never bothered me more than it did at that moment. “Let’s not pretend we both don’t know why I’m here. So let’s go ahead and get it over with. I Caleb Fierier reject you Kya the cursed. May you live out your miserable life without me” I shattered inside. My only hope. My only chance for love? Holy hell I am cursed. I never imagined the pain that flowed over my body at that moment could be so excruciating. I dropped to the ground barely grasping consciousness as my heart tore into millions of pieces. My wolf howled endlessly in my mind.

Adriana opened the first video in the file and was hit with a brutal shock right from the start. Dean and Joan were entangled before a floor-to-ceiling window, the curtains left wide open, lost in each other as if the world itself had ceased to exist. She only needed a single glance before nausea surged, and she shut it off immediately. Just as she thought—going to Francesco had been the right choice. What others could find, he could find. What others couldn't find, he could still uncover.

"He lost the right to wonder about my life the moment he put someone else's hand in his on that stage. Do you understand me?" "I just thought you should know." "He made his choice, Sarah. He chose a Queen over a mate. If he's miserable, it's because he built his own cage. Do not call me with this again. Lumina Cole is dead. I am Lumina Thorne now." She ended the call and tossed the phone back into the drawer. She walked to the window, watching the rain blur the streetlights of Crestwood. "This is what I wanted," she told her reflection in the dark glass. "Peace. Silence. No more broken promises."

" I walked away from the door, not bothering to reply. I have better things to worry about. I said to myself,. First of all, I had to complete this purging, get my wolf, and cure this curse forever,then I can truly find out the real story. Once I get my wolf, everything will be fine. And then I'll be able to solve this on my own. *** Day Fourteen ***

“Your cousin was cured, right? From the cure derived from the volcanic minerals of your pack, ye?” The girl frowned. “My cousin died long ago.There's no cure for that sickness here.” My heart froze momentaril

Valen Flashback I know how worried Gianna is regarding finding the cure for me. But after what the woman said, I don't think we'd be able to get a solution. My heart clench seeing all the hopes she has going down. She was supportive even when she knows she's infected with the curse. She didn't give up. I didn't look back on purpose because I know I will hesitate. It felt kinds bitter saying goodbye just like that. Knowing we won't be meeting again.

The name of the disease in the notes is curable. Weirdly enough, the doctors I worked with in the Moonveil pack have a remedy that can reduce its effects for years before eventually erasing it. I do not doubt that if Cassiel’s witch doctors got their hands on that information, they could modify and make it better. She doesn’t have to suffer. Ceila goes to work every weekday, hangs out with her nurse friend every weekend. She had a calendar, a digital one with everything she planned to do for the month. Auburn got her hands on that. So that’s how she knows this information.

My eyes snapped open, glowing faintly with silver light. The uncle froze for half a heartbeat. “What ?” And that was when I realized I wasn’t just running anymore. I could fight back. The shattered vial glistened on the floor, fragments of glass catching the moonlight like mocking stars. My heart thundered. I had lost most of the cure but not all. A trace of it lingered, warm against my lips, still alive within me. I turned to Varic, his body pale, trembling, the curse eating through him like fire. His breathing was shallow, his skin clammy. He was slipping away.

I could feel her fear, not of the past—but of me. And I couldn’t blame her. What if Veyrix wasn’t the true evil? What if the beginning of this curse had started with me? What if, in another life, I had loved her and destroyed her? Was I bound to do it again? The cub returned on the fourth night. We were near the river, just watching the stars reflect in the water. Freya had started to laugh again, just once. A small sound that broke the silence like sunlight through clouds. I looked at her and thought maybe we can still have this. Maybe fate doesn’t win this time.