Fallout Fanfic Novels & Stories

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?

“You can stay in the room next door to mine. I have a match tomorrow. You can join me if you want. I can introduce you to Sahara and see if we can get you a gladiator spot at the club. Right now, I’m going to review the camera footage from the clubs. Hopefully, we find some footage with Marael in it, and this whole thing can be resolved swiftly.” Fallon rises to follow and grasps my elbow. I look down at his hand and quirk a questioning brow. He scowls as he pulls his hand back in surprise. I guess he’s not used to touching other people. “I can look through the videos if you show me what she looks like. I don’t need to sleep.” He seems almost self-conscious as he tells me this. It’s odd beca

“Jeez, you’re jumpy.” “Yeah,” I grumble. “Think I need something to take the edge off…” I reach out, grabbing for her waist, but Fallon giggles and hops away. “Cool it, mister,” she says, holding up a finger in warning. “I’ve got three more days left to focus.” I sigh, scrubbing a hand over my face. “You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” Fallon smirks, pushing away from the wall and looking around the hallway. “Maybe. I’d better get going.”

TRIGGER WARNING: Some scenes in this chapter may cause discomfort or trigger certain individuals. Read at your own risk. [Fallon’s POV] A shiver rolls through me, and I hope that Fineon didn’t notice it because this was something I didn’t want to talk about. Although my visions were a blessing given that I knew from a young age who was my fated one and managed to uncover the truth behind Anika’s death, they were also a curse. Taking a slow breath, I try to push away the images that I don’t wish to see.

He groaned hotly, snapping his finger harder and faster into my pussy before dropping his forehead on mine, clutching my neck tighter while panting heavily from pleasure. My pussy clamped tightly around his finger, and I tightened my grip around his wrist, squatting in ways that made him finger me harder. “I… oh… fuck!!!! Ummm… shit…. I am cumming….” My body shook, and my eyes rolled backward. Only then did Lucan pull his forehead from mine. His eyes lit up like he was excited to hear me cum, then… he began to thrust his finger harder, rolling it faster while I clamped my thighs.

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.

“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

It seems to be a war between the good Angels who have been rejected and the Angels of satan. And I am still here, tied up. Soon I felt something loosen me from the shackles and I turned to see the smiling Mr Fleviox open up to me. "You're safe now, Hija." He said after I was released. And because of the extreme fatigue and pain of my whole body I fell to the floor. Mr. Fleviox immediately joined me and carried me away from the area. "I'm sorry if we took too long," he said before he landed me on the lawn away from the commotion.

Since Thara’s family moved to the Falls, the relationship is tense at best, but no such tension seems to exist when the pair of them fall into the music. I can’t make my eyes focus on anything but what’s happening on the fast filling dance floor. As long as they’re watching, we won’t have problems, but the blink any one of these morons screws her with more than their eyes, Fang is going to be digging a fresh grave. I’m fine with her hanging out, and to my shame, Aya has been drinking my ass under the table since Growth.