Father Elijah Fallout Novels & Stories

I grabbed the explosives and handed one to Liam, taking it from me he nodded. "Light em' up" he said cheerily, his British lilt vastly out of place with the situation. I laughed despite myself, and with an unrestrained amount of glee pulled the pin and threw the grenade into the air. It went off with a boom and I saw several Nephilim fall, one writhing on the ground their wings on fire. Assholes, I thought angrily, we couldn't even retrieve Jason's body, though I had no doubt in my mind that fucker Kokabiel would get it to us soon enough. If it was the last thing I’d do I would figure out a way to kill that angelic bastard, what a sick and twisted creature; how could he have ever been part o

David said. “I thought he was also from a wealthy family, that he had a family business to run like you,” Eleanor said. David sighed and stared at his shoes. “That was a concept I made to prevent people from digging into his life. Fred has no family. We are all he's got and his mom of course.” The tears Eleanor had been trying to withhold began to stream down her cheeks. “Bad things happen to good people. Life sucks.” David said and stepped out.

This is fucked up. Isabel's eyes flashed with hatred. She picked up the gun and smirked victoriously. “You fucked up so I'm going to kill him and you will still sign your properties to me!” She erupted in anger while I laid helpless. She kicked me into a bad state. I didn't think she was strong. .. Tears were forming in my eyes. Was this how I failed my son and Keira? Just as Isabel's finger tightened around the trigger, ready to end Kelvin's life, a deafening gunshot echoed from outside.

Jayden blurted out, meeting his father's gaze. " What?! " Bryan asked in shock. " I still love her. " Jayden repeated, his voice coming out strong. " And I'm gonna get her back. " He added. " Things won't go your way anymore Jayden, you should grow up. " Bryan replied calmly. Jayden, fueled by the emotional turbulence of the conversation with his father, stormed out of Bryan's office, the door slamming behind him, echoing the intensity of the unresolved confrontation. His strides carried a mix of frustration, anger and confusion as he navigated the office corridor.

“I’m your uncle. I’m supposed to protect you, not fear you.” Lyla’s sobs turned to angry gasps. “I never wanted to hurt Aria! I didn’t know they’d go this far! You have to believe me!” Damian’s hand released her arm, stepping back with disgust. “I don’t know what you are anymore, Lyla. But you’re done here. If I see you when i come back downstairs again, if you come near this family again, I swear I won’t hold back.” "The reason I'm not doing anything to you right now is because your dad is my brother otherwise i would shot you right here without mercy, get out of this house before tomorrow"

“But it’s true. I wanted – I still want – a better world for my daughter. And murdering my brother and father isn’t the way to achieve that. I know that now.” “Have you told them anything?” “Don’t be stupid.” “I’m not the one being stupid right now. You’re the traitor, the one backing out of the deal. I’d watch your back, Daisy. If I were you, I’d really watch your back.” Marcus noiselessly slips away from the door. It sounds like their argument is coming to a close, and he can’t risk getting caught eavesdropping. Joel won’t be able to tell that he was standing outside the door – his scent is all over this Mansion, old and recent. And Joel doesn’t pay much attention to details, anyway.

“It’s okay to feel different things at the same time.” Antonio looked up, his eyes glassy with unshed tears. “That’s it exactly, Father. That’s what’s so messed up. I feel a lot of things. I feel relieved knowing she’s not out there, causing more trouble. I’m glad it’s over. But at the same time… I feel sad. I feel this emptiness, like a hole in my heart.”

"I understand. The merger is the priority. Don't worry about the house. I'll handle everything." He hung up. The light from his phone stayed on, lighting up his sharp jaw and his frustrated eyes. "What happened?" I asked. "A business emergency," Elijah said. His voice was cold again. "My father and your mother are flying to Florida tonight. They’re already at the airport. They’ll be gone for three days." My heart jumped. Three days. Just the two of us in that giant, empty house. "My dad sent a text," Elijah continued, looking at his screen. "He said the storm is getting worse. He wants me to drive you home immediately. He doesn't want 'the Steels name' in the news because his step-daughter g

KATE’s P.O.V. I burst out into tears as I read the whole letter. Elijah’s Dad, Mr. Elijioh Ramirez, is one of Dad’s closest colleagues when our company was just starting. The letter said that Dad fired him for causing trouble to the name of the company, leading Mr. Ramirez to suffered in bankruptcy before he finds out that he has a cancer. He wrote this letter to inform Elijah of what happened and to make him take a revenge upon our family. And maybe, just maybe, he thought that I could be his way to get that revenge. I can’t help but to think that he just used me for his plan.

Elijah settled into a nearby chair, a warm smile spreading across his face as he witnessed the poignant reunion between his sister and father. His eyes shone with unshed tears, reflecting his deep happiness. In his mind, Elijah rejoiced, knowing their adoptive brother, Ryker, had already begun maneuvering to succeed their father as Alpha. Elijah’s thoughts remained guarded, but his gaze betrayed a flicker of concern. “I missed you, Father,” Elisa sobbed, her voice muffled against Alpha Regis’s shoulder.