Fallout Fanfic Crossover Novels & Stories

"We leave anyway. But it won't be easy. Most of the vampires are in Canada meeting with the northern alliance. I don't think they'll receive the help they want, but they've gone in force to add pressure. There might be a couple left behind. In a day or two, someone will notice the body switch Zenya pulled off and every cat in South America will be out for your blood. It will take at least five days to cross to the territorial border once you're ready." "What happens after we cross the border?" "Then the fun really begins, because the wolves will try to kill us." "What's your destination?" "Amy and Marcus." "Do they know you're coming?" "No." "Do they want you?" Zenya broke in vehemently. "Ye

Bond amplified pleasure, waves crashing. "Fuck, Sierra," Rhaedon groaned, hips snapping. Isaak kissed me fierce, tongue claiming. I came hard, walls pulsing, milking them. They followed, cum flooding hot, marking deep. We collapsed, tangled. The realm crowned in flame, happily ever after, bonds eternal. *** The End!!! Finallyyyy guys. Now I can focus on the new book 🌚

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

* --- **The Aftermath** I wake in the wasteland, the sky whole, the crimson star gone. Ravel sleeps nearby, her face gaunt. The survivors are silent, their eyes clear. But the static is quiet. *Gone.* Nessa's voice lingers in the wind: **"You're welcome."** --- **The Horizon** At dusk, a new star ignites-emerald, silent, watching. Ravel stirs, her hand finding mine. "What now?" I stare at the fresh scar on my palm-a spiral-and-thorns, glowing gold. **"We keep fighting."**

“Kane hasn’t drained me in a while. I have enough power to shield you and cause a distraction. But you have to take him, Adrien. Please–” “I’m not leaving you behind!” Westfall’s eyes fill with tears. “I can’t.” She reaches for him, caressing his cheek and resting her forehead against his as she closes her eyes. “This is the only way we can keep him safe. Our son.” The vision blurs, and I choke on a strangled sob as I’m suddenly ripped through space and time. I see fragmented images of Ryatt’s mother using her powers, screaming as the silver manacles try to keep her subdued, but she breaks through them. I see Westfall carrying a panicked Ryatt in his arms as they run through underground tunn

Grave Groaning, I pulled the blonde closer, thrusting harder while she moaned beneath me, nails dragging down my chest. Her legs trembled around my waist, but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough. Because she wasn’t her. Every damn time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Lyra Cross. Her mouth. Her attitude. Those dangerous fucking eyes. I knew we were playing a reckless game, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting more. The girl was poison and danger, and it intrigued me. It’s only natural I love danger.

she didn’t know it. The opaque eyes stared at her with a certain surprise and a little indignation, it was almost as if he screamed in her mind 'how dare you not know my name?', but still, he replied. He responded in a cold and troubled way, as if he did not present himself to another being... for millennia. "Kalias" he said with a husky and heavy voice "I am Kalias, the fallen alpha of montdust". Kalias. The name seemed to resonate in the mind of the girl, Kalias who came from Kalos and meant... beauty.

And I know he could help me to recover from trauma even without any hired psychiatrist. Mr Fleviox was also present. He was also the one to watch over me inside the mansion. I also know that he can also help me to get rid of the tragedy that happened to me in my system while Daddy sent Xandra to Korea to recover from her depression and trauma from what happened to her family. Daddy wanted to keep her besides this is his child too. His flesh and blood. My older brother and I didn't say no because Xandra was a very kind person. She did not inherit her mother's attitude and habits. My life went well after that terrible tragedy. I haven't moved much since Xander's death, but Eros is there to hel

“I’m just thankful that we are still your mates, I was worried that things would end up being different with you not being a fallen.” I shook my head in shock. “What’s a fallen?” “They were angels in past lives and they’re used as tools to combat demons. They’re extremely rare because they’re normally killed off but you had survived. Baby, what I’m telling you is the truth.” He said. “This is a bit much for me to digest honestly, I barely know any of you.” I told him. A fallen? What’s he going on about things being different? I’m so confused. “I made you fall in love with me once, I’ll do it again.” He approached me and I felt tingles, proving that we were mates. He rested his forehead on to

I slid the silver bracelet from my wrist—the one that symbolized our arranged bond—and held it out. “I am not less than anyone,” I said clearly. “If Caleb rejects me, another Alpha will claim me.” The tokens of our betrothal were exchanged. And just like that—after more than ten years—the bond was severed. Exactly as Caleb had always wanted. He pushed himself up, bruises stark across his shoulders. For the first time, his eyes flickered with something unreadable. He hadn’t expected me to walk away. Not without begging. Not without tears. “Quinn,” his voice was low, almost dangerous, “you really think you won’t come crawling back?”