Fallout Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sierra said, stepping out of her dress that pooled out at her feet and edging up next to me, her hands now on the bottom of my tee shirt. I raised my arms and she pulled my shirt up and over my head, then she took hold of the belt of my pants trousers and eased them out over my now fully attentive dick and then down my legs. She stooped to free my feet from the entanglement of my shorts and looked up at me smiling. “I'm thirsty, Mr. Grey,” Sierra purred, running her hands up my legs and causing goose bumps to pop up in their trail. "You want some more water?" I asked incredulously, not believing that she would stop now.

At least, she hoped not. As soon as she finished her story, Scott got up and called his grandfather, telling him everything he knew. Needless to say that Noah was distraught. It was clear to Florence that none of them liked Pearl, but to think she was capable of doing something like this… Perhaps it didn’t cross their minds that she’d go to that extent.

she said…her voice coming out softer than expected. Malachi tapped on something on his laptop and got up from his chair. “Then don’t” he said still staring at his laptop. “ we’re acting out this non-insulting scene I wrote” he said sarcastically Sierra was still looking at him confused. “Come on…get up” he said reaching out for her hand. At this point Sierra couldn’t tell if she was dreaming or not. The Malachi she was used to was the ‘very non chalant annoying British guy’

Even if I wanted to, I didn’t have time to chit-chat with her. “Thank you.” I said, reaching for my suitcase. “ But I need to leave. I hope this lasts for you.” Longer than it did for me, I wanted to add. I hope she didn’t become ‘useless’, because I was sure they’d waste no time to abandon her. Whether she was Drey’s fast love or not. “Of course,” she stepped back. “I just - I hope you find peace as well, Sienna. Wherever you end up.” She smiled wildly. “Even if it’s in the gutter.”

I need something cheerful. Realizing her need to talk about something else, I get her caught up on the band, the bonfire, and Julian's confession of love for me. I don't take one breath the entire time. When I finally do catch my breath, Sierra puts her hand over my chest and pushes herself up. "I'm sorry. Did you just tell me you fucking hung out with Glass Saints and you couldn't even FaceTime me for one second to let me wish hi to Brett Donovan? What kind of half-assed, twin-brother, bestie-bullshit is that?"

The screen lit up. A hallway. Upstairs. Quiet. Sienna walked into the room she shared with Nirvana. She looked into the mirror. Fixed her lipstick. Reached for a hairpin. Then the door opened. Siara stepped in. Shadowed. Still. The exchange was quiet. But the fury in Siara’s eyes spoke louder than any words could. “You should’ve never come.” Shove. “You’re nothing.” Shove. “You’ll always be nothing.” Shove. And then… Sienna slipped.

said Professor Alex pleasantly. “I will announce something important to all of us. But first I will explain our current situation. You must know that the world is getting out of control. Last night, I chatted with a board member from the Hope organization. They think that if the world will collapse soon and within two months, seventy percent of the human population will become terrible creatures due to the 'S' virus,” said Professor Alex in a serious tone. All members of the Jaguar team listened carefully to Professor Alex's words.

"They barely notice I'm gone. They're too busy planning Serena's grand escape and reminiscing about hospital visits and all. She stopped, realizing she was revealing too much. "And what?" Matteo prompted. "Nothing," Sienna said. "It's nothing." "It's not nothing," Matteo said gently. "You're watching the man you love reconnect with his fantasy, and it's killing you." "I'm watching him prove that I was right," Sienna corrected. "That eventually he'd see I'm just human and the fantasy would win. I just didn't expect it to happen so quickly or so completely."

“You’re just going to laugh?” “What else do you expect me to do?” I replied, shrugging lightly. “Wage war?” “She’s planning what will never happen—isn’t that concerning?” Sienna murmured. “She enjoys it. Isn’t this going too far?” It knew it would never happen, but coming from her, I hated the small ache that settled in my chest at the truth. “It isn’t,” I said simply. “She’s aware fallout happen.” She stared at me. I softened my tone. “Ignore her.”

"HEEEEheAAA! There was no more pending mental breakdown, he's there and boy was he committing to it! 'God the poor man, he's really losing it.' James shook his head, a single eye peeking around the cubicle at his friends pitiful state. "Weeell... It's not work related." A smile began spreading over Sierra's face as the leverage she needed to press the attack manifested in Collen's previous statement. "No?... No paper work?" "No paper work either." ... "HAAAA You beautiful woman! You must be a goddess in disguise." Collen cried out dropping to his knees crawling to her like a sad ex lover trying to win back Sierra's affections. "I'm all yours!"