Father Elijah Fallout Novels & Stories

They created their own downfall. As for Elijah, I received news that he has left the country again. He has returned to his operations involving the international black market business that he manages. Knowing that he is thousands of miles away makes me feel a little bit relieved. His presence is always so intense and unpredictable that his absence allows me to breathe a bit easier as I focus on my own life.

"Elijah, no... you can't die on me. Ashton doesn't know that you are his biological father yet. And... and... your grandchild is on the way. You MUST stay alive. My... my... I don't have my parents with me. You... you are my father now. Please, please... don't die on me. Theo whispered, his voice shaking with emotion, his words coming out in a rush, "Please, don't leave me." He begged. Everyone's eyes moist with tears as they heard Theo's words. This was the first time they were seeing Theo that emotional. Elijah's eyes flickered open, and he looked up at Theo with a faint smile, his eyes filled with a deep and abiding love, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'm...sorry, Theo," he whispered

~Elena~ I fucked a father and son. Yes, you read that right. I didn’t stutter. I took them both. One after the other. Sometimes at the same time. And no, I don’t regret a damn thing. They were both my mates. Not one. Not either. Both. You could say the Moon Goddess smiled at me… or maybe she just wanted to watch me break. And before you sit there with your mouth hanging open like you’ve never done anything wild, let me stop you right there.

I froze. Pictures played across the air. Shadowfang wolves attacking my old pack. Eli’s father leading the charge. Houses burning. My parents falling. I watched it all in silence. My hands started shaking. The door to the main hall opened. Eli stepped in, pulling a shirt over his head. He saw the light and stopped cold. “Jax. Put that down.” I didn’t. The images kept playing. Final one showed Eli himself years younger, standing beside his father during the cleanup. Blood on his hands.

Then Josh stood over her, his eyes burning with fury, as he snarled, "Jada Hudson. Does that name ring a damn bell! Who knows what she had told Chase about you?!" "Father, I didn't know he was going to enter a burning building to try and safe her, getting cripple because of it." Melissa managed to choke out between gasps for air. Her hand instinctively covered her mouth while she tried desperately to stifle her sobs. As he stared down at his daughter, Mr. Lykaios's expression hardened, and he said, "Do you think that matters now?!" He demanded as he lifted his arm to slam her again, but his wife grabbed his wrist.

His eyes widened with the realization. “I–It's okay if you cannot accept us since we never knew each other. But please help me, father will kill me when he finds out that...J–Just help me, please? For the sake of the baby?” Emily's eyes began to mist. He faced back and forth, figuring out what to do. Then he heard in the back of his mind the laughs and cries of Miracle, the loud voice of Nimueh lecturing him for not eating on time. They all appeared real. He closed his eyes as he wanted to be back in the warmth of his family. But when he opened his eyes again, it was just Emily, standing in front with tears falling.

“This man-“ My voice cracked, but I pushed forward. “This man is my father!” The words left my mouth before I could stop them, I wasn’t thinking properly and now I had exposed myself. I couldn’t take my words back and I didn’t plan on doing so anyways, he was going to tell me what part he played in killing my father or I wouldn’t leave his presence. Damein’s eyes widened and his grip on me possessed before his hand fell to his side limply, his usual composure faltered but he quickly regained himself. “Your father?” He asked in disbelief as he tried to wrap his mind around my words. “How is that even possible? Your father died in a plane crash according to your documents or didn’t he?”

“I – I decided that’s where I wanted to be! I cut ties completely! I never spoke to her again – she tried to get me back, but I completely broke away –“ “God, fuck, Jerome,” Daniel moans, and his father lets his shirt loose as Daniel buries his face in his hands and turns his back on him. “How could you fucking do this –“

My father slowly reached out as if to touch my face. "You… You're…" "Dad! I'm right here!" Susan's voice cut through the moment, her feet stomping in frustration behind me. His eyes widened in surprise, and for the first time, he truly noticed Susan. Glancing between the two of us, he asked, "Which of you is Miranda's child?" Susan's expression shifted, and she suddenly collapsed to the ground in a flood of tears. "Mom, you left too soon! How am I supposed to survive on my own? Dad doesn't even want to acknowledge me! Even on your deathbed, you were still thinking about him!"

They laughed, tying me to a tree near the edge of a cliff facing eastward and they mocked me, saying, ‘they were told to make it slow. They left me there to die, tied to the tree, and I didn’t cry, I held my head high and I cursed them all with my final and last breath. “I swear upon my mother’s grave I will split you open.” I whispered these words to myself, refusing to cry, but my body still shook, because I was afraid. I finally cried when the fog cleared, and in the distance, I could see Imperator Seth’s estate, my future home, and I knew he had done this. He had tricked me, taken my hand in marriage, only to kill me, the last of my line.