Fallout Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

Lucy looked down at her and took the child to Apollo's side. Apollo and Asher went to Fallon and watched her with a crestfallen expression on their face. Fallon had flashbacks of her past lives before she took her last breath in the eyes of her twin fated mates. Not long after her they both succumbed to the pain of their lost mate and swore to be reborn with her in their next life. Kiah didn’t want this to happen, she just wanted her Mommy back in her proper place. She just wanted to get rid of the enemy but now she had lost her Daddy and Uncle in the process.

I let my clothes form a trail as I strip them off my body and step into the shower. I let the hot water fill my ears and drown out the noise in my head. Mom wanted to meet, but after the fight with Cassian, I decided that it's best some secrets stay buried. CrossPoint Capital is going through a rough patch, and a secret child scandal might just be the last straw that breaks his world apart. I pat myself dry and soon, I'm slipping into my clothes, listening with a racing heart to my alarm go off. He'll be here any minute now.

“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

“Because once you surrender… fully… there’s no turning back. And you… you’ve already surrendered.” The fog swirled around us, shadows pressing close, danger breathing down our necks, but it didn’t matter. Every nerve, every heartbeat, every thought belonged to him. Obsession had claimed me, fire had claimed me, and I didn’t want to escape. He captured my lips in a slow, consuming kiss, electric and relentless. Desire and danger tangled, obsession and surrender igniting every nerve. My hands found his coat, clutching, trembling, needing him entirely. When we broke apart, barely able to breathe, I whispered, “We… we’ve crossed it, haven’t we? The line?”

My paws thudded along the ground and I ran, faster than I ever had before, pushing myself to the limits before I finally crossed over the boundary line and made it to neutral territory, forcing Aaron to stop. I tuned my back on him and slowed down, breathing easily for the first time in what felt like forever. It felt like a weight had been taken off my shoulders and now there was only myself to worry about. Damien would be overjoyed by now, I thought as I began to slowly run, and no doubt I would feel the mate bond sever very soon. Only I never suspected that my mate, the man who hated me, would refuse to accept the rejection or I might have planned things out differently.

"You're mine. Completely. In every way that matters." "Yours," Adrian agreed. "And you're mine." "Yours. Always." They fell asleep wrapped around each other, the bond glowing steadily—stronger than before, deeper than before. Outside, storm clouds gathered. The Spring Festival approached. Lucian prepared his reset. But inside, Adrian and Cassian were fortified. Their bond had transcended everything now. Let Lucian try his reset. Let the story try to rewrite itself.

"Please… I'm begging you, don't throw me out. Let me stay—I'll do anything! I'm pretty, I can serve men, I—" "Shut up! The base doesn't want trash that sells out teammates. Fuck off!" Her fingernails clawed bloody grooves into the floor, but no one pitied her anymore. The gates opened—then slammed shut. Eliza was thrown into the radiation-soaked wasteland. Through the window, I watched her pound desperately on the doors as her skin visibly reddened, blistered, and rotted under the intense radiation—eventually dissolving into a pool of blood.

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.

I feel the first tears slip from my eyes at the thought of this all disappearing and I am left alone in the darkness . Then I heard her ‘ Fal , it's not a dream the goddess has sent us back ‘ she says ‘ Mist , is that you ?’ I hear a soft chuckle ‘ Yes , it is me Fallon . I am still very weak . I must rest , look after our mates ‘ with that she is gone and retreat to the back of my mind to rest . I close my eyes, letting the sparks from the mate bond soothe me as Lex kisses my forehead . I drift back into a dreamless sleep . -------

"This new system you have proposed, it's amazing, It's groundbreaking, it would change the entire continent forever, but it will never work. The continent is too divided and we are all enemies at peace. It's you who's responsible for cross border trading picking back up. The Falling Stardust is the only guild with products in all provinces even the beastmen want what you're selling," Fitzroy voiced his support and reservations in one fell swoop tossing cold water on all the elder's enthusiasm.