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Discharged from the NCR during training, hired for a strange delivery, shot in the head, stung by a Cazador and now stuck with a Khan. 

The Mojave really wants to kill Octavia, but she's determined not to let it.All Rights Reserved

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I lift my hand, holding my pistol to his chest, hovering over his heart. He stares at me, emotions spilling out of him. Emotions I can't decipher. He leans closer, the tip of the barrel pressing into his skin, just above his heart. "Do it," he whispers, inches from my face. I hold his gaze, while his hands snake under my shirt, grazing my skin. "I dare you," he lowers his voice, so gently, "Shoot me." My finger curls around the trigger, an inch from pulling it. I glare into his eyes, "You're a fucking monster," I whisper. He nods, "I know." "You kill without remorse," I spit. "I know." "I hate you," My finger screams at me to pull the trigger. "I know." "I'm disgusted by you." "I know," he inhales, letting his forehead rest against mine. His gaze falls to my lips, "If you want me dead, then kill me, pull the trigger." - It's no longer a question. My morals are gone, leaving nothing but a monstrous killing machine. Any hope for some sort of sympathy, some regard for life is nonexistent. I want death. I want to be the bringer of death, and the essence of slaughter. - Rhea Windsor, the newest ruler of Ovantasa after her parents- the former king and queen were assassinated. Her mind is in the pits of despair guided by vengeance, leaving nothing but a body of handcrafted slaughter and within that madness, she comes across a man made for killing. The ruthless killer known as Elijah Anton, who forces her to turn her back on her morals and grip on sanity. What happens when she realizes she wasn't as innocent as she thought and teeters on a heart of purity and blinding hate? When perfect becomes unattainable and her flaws take its place? - [𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆] THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREME GRAPHIC CONTENT AND IS NOT MADE FOR A LIGHT READ - *COMPLETE & FULLY EDITED*

Four years after the defeat of the Enclave on the East Coast, Artemis is sent to the opposite side near the bright city of New Vegas. Tensions in the area are high as the Legion rebuilds their army and strength from their defeat at the hands of the NCR four years ago. As she does this, Artemis comes across a courier who shares similar enough goals and they work together to bring at least a temporary alliance with the Brotherhood and NCR in hopes of ridding the area of the Legion and it's leader for good. On top of that the Mojave Brotherhood has been weakened due to an unnecessary battle thanks to their previous Elder, Father Elijah and he must pay with his life at the loss of all the blood that didn't need to spill. She teams up with a temporarily mute woman named Christine to track this man down and bring her home to her love and Artemis' new friend in the area, Veronica.

Worlds Apart //Arthur Morgan x Fem Reader// by vvolfiiii

After an unfortunate set of circumstances, followed by a chance encounter in a Saint Denis saloon, the two's lives became intertwined unexpectedly. Y/n, a rich socialite from France living in the city with relatives, born into the lap of luxury, must learn to become a real outlaw to escape from her family's sinister plans. Arthur Morgan, gunslinger, falls head over heels for a woman he tries to distance himself from. Can he get over his fears of the unknown and confess his feelings? DISCLAIMER: THIS DOES NOT FOLLOW THE CANON EVENTS OF RED DEAD REDEMPTION TWO. THIS IS SEPARATE FROM THE GAME, AND ENTIRELY WRITTEN BY ME. MAY CONTAIN SOME STORY SPOILERS: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! TW//: Strong language, violence, sexual themes and minor sexual situations Status: Ongoing

FALLOUT: Sievert - Vol.4: Divergence by LynneJJW

Our story continues into the adventure, discovering the combat side and the morality of the Enclave on the front line.

RIDERS ON THE STORM | ғᴀʟʟᴏᴜᴛ. (ON HOLD) by braeium

(𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐗 𝐅. 𝐎𝐂) ❝︎If you actually hated me like you act like you do, I'd be dead by now.❞ BRYNN MACLEAN NEVER thought she'd venture to the surface after the nukes hit, nonetheless be saved by a vicious bounty hunter who then took her as a captive. Life sure was strange in the apocalypse. ❝...Shut up.❞︎

In the days of the Old West, an unexpected event changes the world forever. When the dead rise to feed on the living, humankind congregate within swollen communities and only the very brave, or the very stupid, wander into the vast landscape now populated by creatures of nightmare. When Henry Pierce, intrepid reporter from back East, arrives in Prescott, Arizona Territory, he chances upon one of those brave souls and senses an unfolding story that could make his name. Following the bounty hunter, known only as 'Annie', out into the wilds, he finds himself caught in a deadly race to find three murderous men, led by the villainous Arthur Shipton. The hunt takes Henry and Annie into the very heart of the terrors that grip the New World, from the horrors of the shambling, glutinous Drifters, to a mountain under the thrall of the monstrous Skinchangers and on, to the fortress of Shipton and the blood-drinking creatures there. Can Henry survive to see his story published? And who is Pitchfork Annie? A ghost of a long-dead woman, a relentless predator of cutthroats and thieves, or an angel of righteous vengeance? Only Annie knows for certain. Cover created in Canva, using an AI generated picture.

What if Nikolai Marshall never killed Legate Avilius? What if Caesar's Legion won the battle of Hoover Dam? How will this change? In this alternate story of "Fallout New Vegas: Vengeance", history will change for the young warrior as he faces the true nightmare: Caesar's Legion ruling the Mojave Wasteland, and soon to be the entire United States of America. Rated M for: Blood and Gore, Intense Violence, Strong Language, Suggestive Themes, and Sexual Content Fallout New Vegas is all owned by Bethesda, Bethesda Softworks, and Obsidian Entertainment. All Rights Reserved.

The Almost Second Husband Of Ace Matthews (Cooper Howard/The Ghoul x OC) by AtticusAreola

Our favourite bounty-huntin' Ghoul blows into Dusty Plains with more charm than a rattlesnake and a past with the town's fiery sheriff, Calamity, that's hotter than the desert sun. Can they rekindle their flame, or will their hunt for redemption leave them both burned? (Just a heads up, this redemption involves a lot of dust devils and a surprising amount of lingerie.)

5 years after the events of FNV, courier 6s female cousin would be called to take up her relative's duty. Johnson Nash travels up to jacobstown where he informs her that Courier 6 was murdered. And while she investigates who did this- an important package must be delivered to president Kimball urgently. One her journey she meets boone, a reenlisted 1st recon sniper-who as a favor to his late friend, accompanies her and her other companions, to Shady Sands. Their relationship will grow stronger than expected.

The hellhound in New Vegas by DennisPanting

Prologue War... War never changes... When the bombs fell during the Great War in 2077, and atomic fire consumed the earth, those who survived did so in giant vaults. When these vaults finally their inhabitants set out across ruins of the old world to build new societies, establish new villages, forming tribes. As decades passed, what had been the American Southwest united beneath the flag of the New California Republic, dedicated to old-world values of democracy and the rule of law. As the Republic grew, so did its needs. Scouts spread east, seeking territory and wealth, in the dry and merciless expanse of the Mojave Desert. They returned with tales of a city untouched by the warheads that had scorched the rest of the world. And a great wall spanning the Colorado River. The NCR mobilized its army and sent it east to occupy the Hoover Dam and restore it to working condition. But across the Colorado, another society had arisen under a different flag. A vast army of slaves, forged from the conquest of 86 tribes: Caesar's Legion. Four years have passed since the Republic held the Dam - just barely - against the Legion's onslaught. The Legion did not retreat. Across the river, it gathers strength. Campfires burned, and training drums beat. Through it all, the New Vegas Strip has stayed open for business under the control of its mysterious overseer, Mr. House, and his army of rehabilitated Tribals and police robots. While all this was going on two people lived their lives. Loona, a hellhound and slave of Vulpes Inculta dragged to Nipton as her master made plans to destroy to town. And a courier working for the Mojave Express, who had been selected to deliver the Platinum Chip only to be caught by a man named Benny and left for dead in the Goodsprings Cemetery. Little did anyone know, but these two unassuming people would come together and be to ones to change to fate of the entire Mojave Wasteland... I do not own Helluva boss of Fallout New Vegas.

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I lift my hand, holding my pistol to his chest, hovering over his heart. He stares at me, emotions spilling out of him. Emotions I can't decipher. He leans closer, the tip of the barrel pressing into his skin, just above his heart. "Do it," he whispers, inches from my face. I hold his gaze, while his hands snake under my shirt, grazing my skin. "I dare you," he lowers his voice, so gently, "Shoot me." My finger curls around the trigger, an inch from pulling it. I glare into his eyes, "You're a fucking monster," I whisper. He nods, "I know." "You kill without remorse," I spit. "I know." "I hate you," My finger screams at me to pull the trigger. "I know." "I'm disgusted by you." "I know," he inhales, letting his forehead rest against mine. His gaze falls to my lips, "If you want me dead, then kill me, pull the trigger." - It's no longer a question. My morals are gone, leaving nothing but a monstrous killing machine. Any hope for some sort of sympathy, some regard for life is nonexistent. I want death. I want to be the bringer of death, and the essence of slaughter. - Rhea Windsor, the newest ruler of Ovantasa after her parents- the former king and queen were assassinated. Her mind is in the pits of despair guided by vengeance, leaving nothing but a body of handcrafted slaughter and within that madness, she comes across a man made for killing. The ruthless killer known as Elijah Anton, who forces her to turn her back on her morals and grip on sanity. What happens when she realizes she wasn't as innocent as she thought and teeters on a heart of purity and blinding hate? When perfect becomes unattainable and her flaws take its place? - [𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆] THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREME GRAPHIC CONTENT AND IS NOT MADE FOR A LIGHT READ - COMPLETE & FULLY EDITED

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