Fallout Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

I whimper as I shut my eyes, trying to take my head far before he stops me by placing his free hand under my chin. The pain of his touch electrifies my whole cells. I imagine death, the ruthless phantom that feeds on lives, especially innocent ones. I would not call mine innocent though, which is why I could not help but think that if I die today, will I be able to see my mother? “Young flesh,” Xaulfur groans, much to my surprise. His voice has a wolfish growl, pushing its way brutally into my eardrums. When I open my eyes, I find his face in front of mine. He could be tall, but I am tall enough to reach the point where I now watch his Adam's apple move as he speaks again.

A gush of euphoria flowed through our bond, and even though it was difficult to know it was Kieran’s or mine, I embraced it regardless. “You would repeat that when you see me, won’t you?” Kieran whispered back, and I could see the bright smile he was wearing despite the distance between us. "Definitely, K,” I answered, mirroring that imagined smile of his. Kieran and I kept the link open afterwards to ease communication, even though we both knew we would lose that connection soon. After all, he planned to move further away from Crimson Moon Pack borders to leave a message for the Lycan warriors approaching.

“So you’d dream of me.” He winks and starts walking away with the rest of my pillows. When he reaches the door, he stops, his hand resting on the doorknob. “If you do kiss another man, pray I never find out about it.” “Are you going to stalk me, Crosswalk?” He shrugs. “In that case, I’ll kiss every man in my pack just to prove to you that you don’t own me.” “I don’t own you. Neither do those men. But… you’re carrying my child.”

The Cross machine didn’t roar to life. It hummed. Quiet calls. Encrypted messages. Old favors cashed in without fanfare. Adrian traced shell companies and burner phones with surgical precision. Alexander mapped pressure points—who supplied money, who enforced, who benefited. Cameron sat in the middle of it all, jaw tight, heart heavier than any stage he’d ever stood on. He wasn’t here as a Cross. He was here as a man who loved a woman and refused to let her past eat her alive. * Jayla didn’t sleep much that night.

I said to make sure all attention was on me, even though my sudden appearance had tilted them up already. "I am Kaelen's mate" I said and their jaws dropped, more like they were not expecting me to say it out loud but little did they know, I was not yet done. "I, Lyra Moonfall reject you Kaelen Darkmoor as my fated mate and I cut all ties to you, now and forever" The look of surprise, hate and anger plastered on each person's face and it gave some kind of weird satisfaction. Even though I knew what I had done was hurtful and reckless to Kaelen, it was

she spat before she turned and stormed past him. Cain waited until the door slammed behind her before he reached me. “Roxy, are you okay?” “Don’t fucking touch me,” I snarled, and he stopped where he was. “This is all your fault.” His brows drew together. “How is this my fault? I just stood up for you.” “You destroyed my life.” The words ripped out of me. “My life was going perfectly. I was the invisible nerd with good grades and a scholarship. I had my future planned out. Then you came into my life and destroyed everything because of a fucking bet.”

When Guerrian saw that, he immediately went after him. "What are you doing?" "If the wedding had just ended, they probably haven't consummated their marriages yet! I'm going to take Azena!!" "Let's go." They split ways. … At that moment, I was already asleep. I had not even had dinner yet. Fytar was busy in the kitchen, wanting to cook for me. Just when he was in the midst of cooking, a servant reported, "Lord Fytar, the God of War of the Celestial Skies is here."

"If you say one more word, I'll go to the infirmary and personally end that murderer's bloodline." He must have never seen this side of me before. Rory's eyes widened, finally realizing I wasn't bluffing. He scrambled back, clearing a path for my car, still muttering, "Impossible… this is impossible…" I floored the accelerator, the SUV's engine roaring to life. The tires spun over the gravel, kicking up a cloud of dust. Just as I was about to cross the border, Wyatt's voice exploded in my mind like thunder. The mind-link. Faye! Come back here! I command you as your Alpha!

***Author's POV*** Cassandra teleported to the front of Xavier's sturdy, she could hear him destroying things inside. She bit her bottom lip, imagining him being sweaty and sexily angry, that would be fun to see. She smiled at herself, her plans were going so smoothly and according to plan, she believed that nothing could stop her now, not love or death could be an obstruction to her victory. Who could have thought that the sweetest couple would be fighting and be at each other's throats?, except that it's Scarlett's throat that's going to be slit in the process.

Appreciating the picture very much, she lets out a sigh, and says back. "Yeah… I do… But you are still inside me, do your husbandry duty and put a baby in me!" Finishing her little speech with order and pout, Serafall moves her hips while contracting her abdominal muscles, trying to get his attention back on her. And she is successful on it if the grunt that her husband let out is any sign. "You little succubus… I'll pump you full!" Moving his hand back to Serafall's cheeks and grabbing them strongly to keep her 'docked' on him, the young man gets up and starts to walk to the bathroom where Joan and Calypso disappeared to, hearing moans from Serafall with every step he took.