Fallout Fic Novels & Stories

IRIS POV: “But I know it may sound fucked up,” Fiona said quietly, “you may have been living with something or someone else all this while.” Her words hit me hard. I sat there on the edge of the bed, staring at her. Everything suddenly started clicking into place, and my hands began to shake. I remembered the funeral, the way Aurelian had walked into the trees after Cassian’s burial. But when he came back, it was like he was looking for me, even though he had left me behind without saying anything.

said Henry, so my group walked towards me and Emperor and hugged us. The Train stops at Station A05; Fake Plastic Station. The group broke the hug and we looked at Emperor “Emp you've been through alot, don’t worry the FNAF family and I are here with you, Viriti, Oz & Lost included” said Cassidy. Then we got up and got off the train and saw the Fake Plastic Station; A05. As we walk towards the entrance I saw a parasite from the game Scorn the whole were sick to the stomachs “okay that’s disgusting” Fritz explained “true it’s a parasite from Scorn it’s a biopunk survival horror adventure game” I explained then looked at the parasite “hey foster father” he said “hi Parasito” I said “wait Arno

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.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

JANICE POV: I met Liv at the elevator and we travelled to the main lobby. Getting out I noticed a commotion by the lounge area. Everyone was staring at the tv’s plastered on the walls. I got a glimpse and heard “cia’s failed Cartel bust in Los Grove” I sighed. Liv must have noticed because she asked me, “is everything alright?” “Oh yeah, just the news.” I announced quickly. “Don’t like the Cartel?” She asked, side eyeing me.

Forefather will awake a month, if got heal potion, can be a week. Statement farewell writes at cultivation house, twenty-meter deep on the ground. "Stay low." All Nin Guild, kneel down, they fail the expedition. "Full back!" Xiao Wan changes place in a second to the bedroom, continues to the dream world, if not alert by the system panel, that shows Nina health decrease, he still sleeping. All Nin Guild disappear one by one, not a single loot was taken, their priority was a warning for Curt Sect. Dead silent, a nightmare in the history of Zon village, tomorrow the Curt Sect exchange their name to Ghost phobia Sect.

Really I wished I weren’t such an easy crier because the thought of their family becoming whole again made me want to ugly cry. “He’s telling the truth,” Her voice was soft, but it had a bite to it that reminded me of smoke. Slowly she made her way closer, taking it step by step. “He stole father’s malt and his bourbon.” “They both tasted like shit too.” Knight crinkled his nose. “Should have told him while he was alive that his collection was ass.” Fallon’s hair was the same color as the sun peeking through the branches in the forest surrounding my childhood home. It was the same color as Vladimir and Eliza’s hair. Not quite brown, but not quite blonde either.

What if I fail to win the duel, I won't have a life anymore and will live the same life Roman lived. I knew my father knew about what they said in the meeting but was probably scared to face me. I took a cigar from my pocket and puffed it, at least it could revive me a little. After a few minutes of intense sighing and groaning, I decided to go back to Quinn but was stopped by the voice I had prayed never to hear again. No one insults my mate and lives to see them the next day but because of the relationship we had, I decided to let her live.

“Yes. I want to understand everything.” He rises shakily from his knees, gripping the table for support. His voice is barely above a whisper. “Tell me how I fucked up.” He lowers himself into the chair across from her—a man in full surrender. Fallon cackles—a sound sharp, guttural, devoid of humor. She lifts her head and stares at the ceiling, the firelight dancing over her face. Then she begins pacing the room. “Five years ago… I passed out near the park. They took me to the hospital. That was the same day you met Eliot Carlisle.”

Then, softer now, unvarnished, he said, “Is this who you are now?” I didn’t answer. Because I didn’t know. --------- The Fallout The Forgotten slithered away quickly, disappearing into the trees before the Council could arrive. We took nothing, left nothing, disappearing into the night like ghosts. The whole time I could feel Maxwell watching me. He didn’t speak. Didn’t have to. The strain between us had blossomed into something unbearable, something that couldn’t be undone with apologies or explanations. And the worst part?