Fallout Equestria Audiobook Novels & Stories

Fillion arrived with two horses, his horse and that of the Alpha. "Get on it we have to leave now" Fillion urged and Declan helped Aeris get on then he too got on it with difficulty and the horse skidded away heading towards the direction of the forest. Declan looked back at his kingdom holding his bleeding stomach with pains filling him as he watched his own downfall.

Meanwhile, the cat, who happened to be resting inside the storage ring all these time, complied without delay and soon after, he replied back. [Oh yeah. I found it already. Book of Beasticology; Lesson 58: The Isle of Delos. The word was mentioned multiples times on pages one hundred sixty eight to one hundred seventy three.] Hearing this affirmative response from Nero, Audrey resigned herself to check the said lesson before going to sleep later that night. On the other hand, night time had already descended by the time Audrey's group left Brujeria and only the celestial pearls embedded on the roadside was illuminating the street for them.

and they knew that the 179th chapter wasn't just about a war for land—it was a War for the Right to be Imperfect. "What now?" Leo asked, his voice returning to its youthful, resilient tone. I looked at the Marrow-Oak, its violet-gold sap pulsing with a renewed, jagged energy. We were messy. We were dangerous. We were "Too Much." "Now," I said, my violet-silver eyes glowing with a lethal, human fire. "We find the 'Server' that sent Caelum. And we Delete it." The Audit didn't end with a battle. It ended with a Rejection. But the New West is just getting started.

I’m for sure doing something dumb and irreversible. I know, in my heart, that I made this bed and have to lie in it. Eastonia will be better for it. Crescent Falls and Maatua will finally have a connection to KiloKilo–me. The bringer of peace. Huh, Fallon, Peacebringer. It has a shine to it, doesn’t it?

“Let’s leave.” My gaze went to the source of that cold and detached voice, and I saw him standing there without emotion. “You…How could you do that to our pups? How could you kill your own flesh and blood?” My words only met with silence as the sound of their footsteps grew farther. “Argh! I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry, baby. Mom is sorry. Please forgive me.” I cried and cried until I couldn’t shed tears anymore. ‘Winter, wake up!’

“Does it have a title?” “No,” Luka said. “But it has a ribbon bookmark.” Selene and Theoden entered just as Luka flipped to the marked page. Darius grinned. “If it starts with fire-haired one again, I’m walking out.” Luka read aloud: “The sky will bleed red when the seal begins to strain.” Everyone went quiet. Selene moved toward him. “What did you say?” Luka repeated the line, slower this time. Cassiel stepped into the room just as Luka finished. He stilled when he saw the book in Luka’s hands.

The second it disappears into the shadows I feel my heart skip a beat, and an icy chill runs down my spine. I reach into the darkness to check that the dress still there, and at that moment I hear a familiar tune playing from somewhere in the room behind me. It’s Déjà Vu – my ringtone, and my first and favorite Fable song. The song that Mia and I were listening to on the bus, just moments before the accident. I can hear Felix’s voice drifting through the night as he sings out the lyrics as familiar as my own name: Just one second, A beautiful moment I’m falling fast, I can't forget

The flames took quickly, warm and strong, shedding light on the mossy walls and half-collapsed arches above. Lucien dragged a half-burnt bench over from the courtyard wall, flopping down on it with the Aurelian text he’d nicked from the library earlier that afternoon. Nora curled up next to him, tucking her head into his lap while he read to her in between long, slow swigs from a goblet of blood. His voice was low in the silence, rolling over us like a lullaby made of lost prophecy. Caelum and Elias sat close together, their shoulders touching as they shared a flask in silent conversation. Their murmurs were easy to tune out. Whatever they were talking about didn’t matter. It wasn’t logistic

His voice was low, but filled with a chilling calmness that mirrored the steel in his eyes. Cyrus’s expression darkened, and he stepped closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You think it’s just me? You’re both dead already. There’s nowhere left to run." He leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with a knowing malice. "You’ve made a fatal mistake by trusting each other. The empire doesn’t just destroy enemies, Ravenspine. It destroys loyalties."