Fallout Equestria Novels & Stories

It was peculiar that a flood was occurring, a topic I intentionally avoided discussing during the meeting to prevent further distress among the members. The Eclipse Pack resided in the heart of Mystic Red Town, with the main building atop a mountain. At the same time, several secondary structures, such as the omega's quarters and other community areas, were located in the lowlands. Despite being close to a waterfall, I had never imagined that flooding was possible because of the excellent drainage system until now. Not only were the expected low-lying areas submerged, but even two floors of the main building were affected, leaving me to wonder how much rain had poured down from the heavens.

We huddle together before whispering. "Well, that was a fun detour," Bailey says. "We came to a bunker to get extra supplies and instead got attacked by infected wolves, traitorous soldiers, and a bunch of crazy bunker people." "Shut up," Drifter says. "Listen, despite everything that happened, we still got the extra supplies. And a bigger car." "Speaking of a bigger car," I say, eyeing Jacob and Nicholas. "What are we going to do with them? Are we all going to Connecticut?"

The steed was royally magnificent with a coat of paint as black as the night sky so that the viewers could see the contrast of her white sticky fluid discharges after the testing ended. “We dub it Eclipse, but you could name it anything. It’s a horse befitting your royal image. The horse saddle is made so that you can strap yourself into restraints during the stream. The stirrups are the same for bondage purposes but more importantly, inside this beast is a drill. You can remove the sides to expose this for the camera, and it is easy to change the toy. Stop the drill, push this button to reset it, pull this small lever at the side, and it will come out from the front. You can remove or chang

The full moon hung high in the ink-black sky, casting an eerie glow over the gathering crowd. The air in Crescent Falls was electric, buzzing with anticipation. Tonight was the Alpha’s annual gathering a celebration of pack unity, power, and tradition. But for Seraphina Gray, tonight was more than that. It was the night everything was supposed to change.

The following day, Alpha Callum and Luna Viviana were getting ready to go to the farm. "I'm excited to visit the farm again," Luna Viviana squealed in delight. "I'm hoping that Grandpa Eliezer had finished creating the fertility concoction so we can finally have a child of our own," she added wistfully. Alpha Callum fell silent. Luna Viviana noticed his silence. "Why? You no longer want to have a child with me? You already give up?" she asked, observing his face closely, feeling hurt that he seemed to be losing interest in the topic.

Brandon said suddenly, as his need to redeem himself with the elegant steed bit him in the back unexpectedly. "Really!?" Ezekiel exclaimed slightly, stepping to the side of Lazlo's head, a look of surprise on his face. "But..." Suddenly Ezekiel's next words were interrupted as Lazlo shoved his huge black head into Ezekiel's chest. And with a grunt Ezekiel cooed and reciprocated his affection with a soft embrace of the stallion's large head and a pat on the neck.

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

I remained at the table, staring at the map until Elias approached, his presence comforting yet piercing. “You spoke well,” he murmured. I nodded, doubt still churning within. “They needed to hear it.” “You needed to say it,” Elias added softly, then sharpened again. “But remember, Jace—strength without purpose destroys more than it builds.” His words lingered long after he left. The phoenix symbolized renewal, hope rising from ashes. Yet, standing alone in the abandoned factory's dim glow, I feared we weren't rising. We were spreading the fire—and I couldn’t shake the dread that I was leading them straight into the flames.

“So are we going to this stable of yours then?” “No, I have a private stable for my family’s horses.” I smile at her. I am glad she seems interested in what I do, meaning she’s interested in me. That’s a good sign. “What kind of horses do you have?” “My horse is a Friesian and his name is King. Keila has an American Paint named Rain and Mark has a Mustang named Bandit. My mother has an Appaloosa named Lady and we still have my father’s horse. A Friesian named Beau. We keep other’s around that we like to lend out to kids, mostly Paints or Quarter horses, who enjoy equestrian but can’t afford a horse of their own. We don’t charge them to rent the horse but we expect that the kiddo using the ho

"We aren't too late, Kian. We have the horses. We go now." "We ride," Kian looked down at her, his eyes clearing as he found his anchor once more. The horses galloped through the narrow valley pass, their hooves kicking up clumps of snow and frozen dirt. Kian rode hard in the lead, his black stallion pushing through the wind. Rhea followed right behind him, her mind racing faster than the horse beneath her. "If the fortress fell that quickly, someone inside opened the gates!" Rhea shouted over the rushing wind.