Novel & Cerita Fallout Fic

"The truth is, I fell for Faye the second I saw her! If I hadn't sent in that early college application, we never would've missed each other!" Jace smashed the crystal globe beside the bed. Along with it, the promise he'd recorded during his confession shattered too. He threw me to the floor like I weighed nothing, and I still refused to believe the boy I knew was gone. Not until my mom, right before brain surgery, was "accidentally" hit and killed by Faye—and not a single lawyer in Borevia City would take the case. Not until I died in a fire caused by a gas leak. When I opened my eyes again, I was back ten years earlier.

Outside the door. "Aiden?" "Yeah?" "I think I hear something." "I know." "What is it?" "The future." I reach for the handle. "Don't look back." "I won't." I pull the door. And the fire begins. "Aiden!" "Yes?" "I’m afraid." "Don't be." "Why?" "Because you’re not alone." I look at my hands. They’re glowing. The code is breaking. The world is dissolving.

“Lighten up, hombre. We’ve been in worse scrapes.” Fernández gaped at Roo in shocked disbelief. “The fuck we have,” he muttered. “Fallujah. Bogotá. Islamabad,” Roo counted off. “Want me to go on?” “I don’t remember no zombie corpses crawling after us in Islamabad,” sulked Fernández. “That opioid cartel. Those guys were high as fuck. Same thing.” Fernández grunted.

“I didn’t know about you, Apolliana. If I would have things would be so different. You have to believe me.” She scoffs at my words, “It doesn’t matter, Lucifer. Time is up for you and everyone else.” Smiling, she aims her weapon at the floor and throws power into it until the floor opens up like a sinkhole. Everyone flies up but has to duck when hordes of locusts appear and begin to attack us. While we fight the horde, the females disappear. “Fuck, they’re gone!” Fallon calls out. My brothers and I try to restore the damage, but we quickly realize that it’s a futile effort because the disasters keep coming. Lighting bolts rain down everywhere as the ground continues to quake. “We need to go!

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.

Lucas’ mind had been in a constant state of turmoil ever since he decided to go ahead with the coup and remove Alpha Marcus from power. He made one decision and triggered a whirlwind of change in his life. His wolf Lando, who was usually his voice of reason, had been fixated on marking Cara, so Lucas felt like he’d been navigating this new path alone. With Cara busy spending time with Kelly, helping her cope in the aftermath of Sam’s disappearance, Lucas relaxed the best way he knew how, and escaped to the lake for a day fishing with his cousin.

Fallon: It was kind of a crazy night. Cage had brought up a few board games, and we ended up eating far more than we should have. In fact, we made it our mission to finish as much food as possible. I don't even know why. I guess we just kept picking at the things that would go bad first. By then, the apocalypse had already been going on for a few weeks or probably over a month. At first, it spread through the rogue community.

“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 love teasing boys. I grin again, loving how easy it is to bother Dante and he's dumbfounded as I quickly run out the door, off to freedom. Freedom is a perilous journey down the halls. The old stone floors and walls are starting to get warmer, the world outside heating up from the evil that is the morning star. I can see its glowing hue when I'm running out, peeking through the covers of the frosted windows, past the old pictures of people long dead, of ugly statues and strange sculptures of beasts. I get to the foyer, where the three staircases meet and lead down into the main entrance, and there's no escape.

She reached over the sheets, still warm on his side, and sighed. The Fall Festival had felt like something out of a dream. Cornstalks. Candied apples. Spontaneous dancing under string lights. And that kiss—God, that kiss. It had started out staged. But somewhere between the hand on her lower back and the way he said her name like it was a promise, it became real. Real enough that when the camera crew cheered and their photo was posted on the retreat’s social media with the caption “True Love Wins!”, Ivy felt a bolt of panic she couldn’t explain.