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Fallout 4 Death come in my ways [Deathclaw female reader x Elder Maxson]

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As a once pride and strong brotherhood of steel member turn dark for one mission gone solo to danger to the faction you trust and will never come back like this... What will little Max say? Tragedy has change you DNA to a once pride of the Brotherhood to a mindless killing monster but you are still in control. But how? Are you ever yourself or are you lost. Memories and a sane mind is still with you this change could be more powerful than your stander human mind. Who know's what power you have.All Rights Reserved

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A Night Under The Stars((HiccupxReader)) by TheArcticWolf22222

(Y/N) left years ago because of her parents. They never liked you, it was always Astrid Astrid Astrid. She was your twin. So, incase you didn't catch on, Your name is (Y/N) Hofferson. You were tired of it always being her so you left. If that doesn't make sense why your parents didn't like you, lets just say you were a disgrace to the Hofferson name. Yea not good when your name is known for being strong. You only had one friend, Hiccup, soo you were sure it wouldn't affect a lot of people. You all were never thought to be friends. You never looked alike. You had no similarities. When you left, sadly you were found on the ship and was thrown of at an island. Hey at least they didn't throw you in water am I right. Anyways, once you got too the island you soon ran into a beautiful black scaled dragon, but it wasn't a regular dragon, it could change colors, sizes, and has fire breath to heal. Pretty cool right, well that's not nearly as cool as it being the offspring of a night fury and a mood dragon. Its known as a Color Fury. Your dragons name is (D/n). One day, you and (D/n) left your 'home' and flew off to find a village. With only a homemade satchel, a homemade book of dragons, a journal, and a sketch book, (y/n) and (d/n) took off into the night to arrive on Berk the next morning. A bad storm comes and you are knocked off (d/n) and fall to the ground unconscious. And that ,my little Terrible Terrors, is where our story starts.

The Mindless Man's Paradise by emily_velasco

In The Land, nobody has names. There are no such things as weddings, culture, ethnicities, or cities. In a post apocalyptic era, taking place in the only habitable part of the world, all survivors of the last war gather. Under their government's command, they obey every rule placed before them. But when they are fifteen, all members of this society have a chance to find their true love. They go on a journey and endure the many horrific forces of nature to find them. But what happens if your Soul Mate doesn't listen to the government? What would you do?

The Salvation by SuRaKaSoErX

[Highest Ranking-#68 in Action-28/8/2018] "Did the world end when he launched those bombs? Or did it begin again? We live in a wasteland, destroyed by war with crumbling governments and dead militaries... Now we try again, stick together and restore what's left of the world. Together, we stand strong. Together we will save this planet. Or together... We'll fade into extinction..." All characters, covers and storylines of this book belong solely to me.

Static by hattielynn

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

The Great Adventure by SadSax105

I made a Fallout 76 story awhile back so I'm gonna remake it with Jack as the main character. Get ready for some weird shit though.

The Alpha's Rose by doublespaceinsert

"Take your hand off me mutt this is the last time I am warning you," I spoke with a fake smile still on my face. It seemed that he had finally gotten the hint that I was done with playing around as his hand came to a halt. He glanced my way, and gauged that he could still push me more. "That's rather harsh of you to say, darling, considering you were begging me to continue touching you earlier today" My head whipped back faster than a boomerang traveling at the speed of light ready to give him a piece of my mind. "You fucking assho-" Feeling the tightening of his grip on my hip as I slid down to give my butt a squeeze. I was rendered speechless. Zero always found a way to win the argument using his conniving tricks. And he always did it with a smirk on his face. "Now don't cause a scene, your sister just got here " "This isn't over," "Never is," he smiled. *** Raised in a world filled with supernaturals Max was educated to detest werewolves the most. From an early age, she trained relentlessly to hunt down the supernatural. When she saw the opportunity to hunt down the recently infamous new Alpha King she jumped at the chance - maybe too quickly. Now captured by the new Alpha King, Max must confront her buried issues that all seem to have come to the surface after she meets Zero. Zero was a natural-born talent, to be good at anything the first time with minimal effort. Taking over as Alpha King was the only natural step for him after achieving countless incredible feats. His mind was focused on establishing his legacy. That all comes to a halt after he seems to have met his match in all ways, his one and only true mate - Max. With a new priority in store Zero must figure out where his priorities lie with his family or his mate. **WARNING: SLOW UPDATES (aiming for one chapter every 2-3 weeks lol sorry imma a student rn)

Diary of the Captain's Siren by killerblade59

it may not be safe for me to write this. I shouldn't even have tried to start this story. The thought shouldn't have even crossed my mind. But the love I experienced in my heart was one too great for me to even try to deny. I had met the man who I wanted to always be with me. My tale may be one that you have heard before. But I want my life to be remembered. I want people to know my name. know that I was the first woman to be handed a leadership position in the Brotherhood. Know that I cannot state clearly what is entailed in the Brotherhood. It is forbidden to ever tell an outsider about our existence. I guess it's time to put to the test my relationship between me and the leader. Don't tell him I'm testing it. He would be mad at me if I ever did. So this is my tale, my story, my diary. That should be all I have to say.

Heart of Cursed by nurmayzart2008

How would you describe a game? It could be anything, role playing, adventure, simulator, depending on how you want to play it. But how would you feel about your own abilities? A curse? A blessing? Some people have it and some don't? Are you the odds one out? Are you one of them? Let's see one of our players, Phoenix Saxon, starting his life as if it's another normal day. But he doesn't seem to understand the game, oblivious to the game... Let's see how this would play out for our dear player when he starts to realise what kind of world he's in with the help of his friends and enemies... Do you accept the game?

Pb (Lead) ✅ by DraySpace

It's always hard to stay true to what you believe in, especially when it's the crucial moment when it will cost you your life. But what if the attempt on your life failed and you lived with the aftermath of the attack? If you gained power from the experience would you use it to continue to fight for what you believe in or turn to the darkest parts of yourself to try and do what you think is right through a new found sense of morality? When the strength of character is so strong that you would warp what you believe in to achieve victory, do you in fact win or lose? This is a struggle that Devan Carr will face and how will he overcome it if he can't prove that he is right either when trying to correct others?

After the Bombs Fell by qhman3434

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A Night Under The Stars((HiccupxReader))

(Y/N) left years ago because of her parents. They never liked you, it was always Astrid Astrid Astrid. She was your twin. So, incase you didn't catch on, Your name is (Y/N) Hofferson. You were tired of it always being her so you left. If that doesn't make sense why your parents didn't like you, lets just say you were a disgrace to the Hofferson name. Yea not good when your name is known for being strong. You only had one friend, Hiccup, soo you were sure it wouldn't affect a lot of people. You all were never thought to be friends. You never looked alike. You had no similarities. When you left, sadly you were found on the ship and was thrown of at an island. Hey at least they didn't throw you in water am I right. Anyways, once you got too the island you soon ran into a beautiful black scaled dragon, but it wasn't a regular dragon, it could change colors, sizes, and has fire breath to heal. Pretty cool right, well that's not nearly as cool as it being the offspring of a night fury and a mood dragon. Its known as a Color Fury. Your dragons name is (D/n). One day, you and (D/n) left your 'home' and flew off to find a village. With only a homemade satchel, a homemade book of dragons, a journal, and a sketch book, (y/n) and (d/n) took off into the night to arrive on Berk the next morning. A bad storm comes and you are knocked off (d/n) and fall to the ground unconscious. And that ,my little Terrible Terrors, is where our story starts.