Fallout 4 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Sweetheart, spill it. I almost died the other day you know “up to now, she was still traumatized at the thought of April and her mother getting to them. She had thought that the two had learned their lesson but apparently, they decided to fight until the end. They lost anyway and she couldn’t say that she was happy. she was kind of hoping for a reconciliation, something similar to what Jared and Nolan had become. He moved closer and then removed the strand of hair from her face.” forget about April. I told her that she will never get to you and now she is the one lying on the ground while we have each other for the rest of our lives. Cheer up.” Jared then winked at her cheekily. This man al

The loss of life was staggering today, and when the dust settled I could only hope things were better, different, the world we had hoped for. “Cain” the old Nephilim began, his hands applying gentle pressure to my side, where blood was continuing to seep out. “You need to rest.” I grunted in response, hauling myself to my feet. Wanting to simply pass out and never wake up. Just join Verity and Shamshiel wherever their spirits were, but I knew that was not to be. I headed toward my room, my feet dragging on the ground and my head bent low. I swung by the kitchen area, grabbing a bit of food and quickly devouring it on my way to my room. If I was lucky maybe I would choke on it. Kicking off my

I can. My mind wanders, touching my lips, wondering what else tastes good that comes out of Ray. Maybe I could bring him back here, keep him for myself. I could make Seth jealous of the monster in the woods. I fall asleep, still in my jeans and shirt, and tomorrow I will execute my plan of ensuring that I have never been rejected.

asked Dane, slightly taken aback by his opening greeting. “Oh, sorry about that, it’s just your build. Sorry. I’m Matt Coleman. Melody Coleman was my sister.” “Oh. Shit,” said Dane. Even the mention of her name had him weakened. “I spoke with Alpha Aiden and he told me everything. How you were mated to my sister, but…” It appeared as though it was equally hard for Matt to mention her name as well. “It’s ok, you don’t need to say it. I know. We should have met in entirely different circumstances.”

"Some loves don't end in a fairytale wedding or a quiet house in the countryside, they end in a pool of smoke and blood, leaving you alone in the dark with the ghost of the only person who ever made you feel human." The smoke in the collapsed corridor tastes like sulfur and ash, burning my throat with every jagged breath I force into my lungs. My father’s men are closing in, their heavy tactical boots crunching over the shattered glass and burning timber behind me, but I can't move my feet. I am frozen in the ruins, staring down at Liam’s motionless body sprawled across the scorched concrete. His chest doesn't rise. The blood pooling beneath his tactical vest has already begun to cool agains

I said. " It's over this time. Don't ever talk to me, don't ever look at me, don't think about me. I'm done." He said before walking out of the door and making sure to slam it. MILO I walked into my room and shut the door. I need a vacation before the exam begins. I sat on my bed and stared at the floor. When is all this gonna end? I've seen people lie to me, but not to my face. I've had to come out with it but, damn, today was something. My phone beeped. I saw the message from a 'girl called Bianca'.

“I know, brother. But that pain will heal in time.” Lucifer’s resolve finally shattered, and he broke down, letting out the sorrow he had kept locked away. He cried until he was drained, until there was nothing left but the weight of a love he had lost and a life that had moved on without him. --- Later that night, Aiden settled into his room, his thoughts drifting to April and the children. Despite the whirlwind of emotions, he found comfort in their familiar faces as he opened his phone and started a video call. April’s face lit up when she saw him, her eyes softening as the kids crowded around, all eager to talk to him.

I guess knowing that the world is going to end can put a damper on anyone’s dreams. I look up from my book when the door opens. Fallon walks in looking sexy in his tight skinny jeans, black tank top, and long, leather duster. His abdomen and firm thighs ripple with his movements, and his hair is cut short. Frowning, I rise from my perch and slide my fingers through his hair. “You cut it.” He sifts his fingers through the short locks and nods.

On the day we were about to register our marriage for the ninety-ninth time, I, Joshua Smith, went rigid as I read those words flickering before my eyes. Suddenly, a sharp pain tore through my abdomen. It was the memory of being poisoned in my previous life, so vivid it felt as though it had just happened. Talia Ford, my wife, saw me frozen and snapped impatiently, "Joshua, move! Get out of my way! I need to go to the hospital with Uncle Adam!"

I sat up and looked at him, his face was serious, as I replied, “I'm not. I can't, it's her birthday today, how can I tell her I slept with her cousin after creating a scene like that, and then be like, 'oh yeah happy birthday!' I can't can I?” He rubbed his forehead and replied, “Well shit, na you can't, but she needs to find out sometime, what happens if we have to go back to the faction?” I stared at him wide-eyed and then shook my head, I then replied, “No, no we can never go back there. Imogen is crazy, she is convinced that I'm her Fennid. I tried to explain to her that it's impossible, because I am Freya's Fennid, but she wasn't having any of it.”