Fallout Fic Novels & Stories

The sight of the dilapidated structure, now barely standing amidst the encroaching wilderness, stirred a deep, aching sorrow within her. As she allowed her thoughts to wander back to those days, a heavy sigh escaped her lips, laden with the weight of memories too painful to fully embrace. "We can't do anything about it anymore, Dolor. And besides, that was a long time ago. Victoria is happy now, living with her child. Her life is beautiful and comfortable," Sinang replied, her voice as gentle as the breeze that swayed the trees. She offered a small, reassuring smile, hoping to soothe her friend’s troubled heart.

He was a pain with a heart, though, and he cared about Felicity too. Seconds later, my phone buzzed with a reply. Brandon had sent a picture of Fliss, curled up and sleeping peacefully on a couch. Seeing her safe and sound put a smile on my face. I locked my phone and refocused on the road, the miles slipping by as I drove. I finally arrived, just as the first light of morning began to creep over the horizon, I found myself in front of an old, decrepit factory. It looked like something straight out of a post-apocalyptic movie—crumbling walls, rusted metal, and not a single sign of life.

I want to make sure you’re safe because of my background whoever is around me is always in danger from my past. Your mate Jaz

I peeked, finding him looking around, then slapped his bald head in frustration. That male turned his back on me, taking his phone and talking with someone in a respectful tone. That must be Dante, his Beta, or his Gamma. Without wasting more time, I jumped forward and kicked his legs until he fell to the ground. His eyes bulged, and his mouth was agape as he looked at me in disbelief. “You’ve been following me for a while. What do you want?” I asked, pretending like I never knew about his mission. “Nothing. And I don’t follow you. I live in the same building as you.”

He recounted everything he had witnessed during the encounter—the mysterious potion, the surge of power, and the vortex of dark energy that seemed to beckon Alex. Count Rufus listened intently, his expression shifting from curiosity to a mix of concern and intrigue. "A celestial being, you say? This halfling has certainly become a curious anomaly. I have my doubts about him, but if he is connected to cosmic forces, then he might prove useful in the future."

The memory twisted sharply in my chest. I pushed myself off the door, ignoring the sting in my thigh as I limped towards the bed. My phone vibrated on the bedside table, lighting up with the group chat name “Girls and Chaos”. I collapsed onto the mattress and pulled it into my hands. Stella: GUYS I’m still crying at that ending Vivian: Bitch please, you were sleeping the whole time Bree: Nah fr tho, that scene where she realised she betrayed him??? Vivian: Which you would totally do to your man

"It's an ocean." He looked at Cale. Cale was staring at the fire in the grate—an electric fire this time, safe and fake. But Elion knew what Cale was seeing. He was seeing the water rising. He was seeing the timeline where the door didn't open. Anomaly 83: The Flood. Fact: The water targeted us. Specifically us. Result: The Fortress is fallen. Elion sat on the floor next to the sofa. He took Cale’s cold hand. "Where do we go now?" Elion asked.

What do you think this is? [I’m warning you to stop. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I might do.] In the chat window, I could see that Mandy was typing. However, no message came in even after I waited for a while. When I clicked into her story again, I found that she had already deleted the post. I had been quite stressed during the college entrance exam period. Now that I finally relaxed, I made plans with Nelly to travel to Yoller City and wander through a few nearby provinces.