A Well Deserved Rest
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(The Triumvirate Histories Book Four) What does the world think when a girl who'd been dead for three months turns up at the site of a huge CIA raid, which ended up with an explosion and four deaths? That she might have been in a stickier situation before than they'd known. What did they think would happen when she had a major panic attack after she realized that everything about her was gone, locked away in her mind? Well, obviously what did happen...or else they wouldn't have been prepared to knock her out again with morphine. And just who would that girl be? Me, Emmy Alexander...at least, that's who they told me I was. You know the stories of people with amnesia after a traumatic accident. They don't remember weeks, months, or maybe even a few years of their lives. I'd call them lucky, because they at least had a foundation to build on. Me? I couldn't remember a thing when I'd woken up after they'd knocked me out after my panic attack. I couldn't remember me, my family, my best friend, how I'd gotten the burns and cuts that now marred my body... I couldn't remember whose green eyes haunted my dreams every single night. My therapist said that my memories might come back in my dreams, when my subconscious mind was free to be revealed. And so far, she'd been right. Parts of my life were slowly coming back to me - my father's laugh, my mother's smile, my brother Jason's and best friend Drake's annoying overprotectiveness. But there were others that I couldn't explain - a tale of secret societies, puzzle keys, bronze boxes, and break-ins to museums and government buildings around the world. It wasn't until I saw those eyes on a man, who seemed so familiar that it made my heart ache, from across a gallery in the Louvre. A man who introduced himself as John Raymond. And it didn't take me very long to realize that maybe, just maybe, he was the key to everything.Complete
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You died. I mean, it happened quite a bit during your lifetime. It wasn't anything different. However, instead of you waking up in the barracks again, you found yourself in a very odd place. A place where skin and fur were the same thing. "I hope I don't die too many times here." (Disclaimer: I don't own any of the artwork provided or Edge of Tomorrow, CoD AW, All you need is Kill, they belong to their respective owners. Human in a furry war but with a twist. I expected someone to do something like this but well, looks like I'll have to be the first...to my knowledge) If you like it, stick around. If you don't, I'm not forcing you to read it.
We'll Meet Again ~Pre-War!Cooper Howard X Reader~
A/N: THIS IS A CREATION OF MY DESIGN, THIS TAKES PLACE AFTER THE EVENTS OF THE SHOW: IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN IT, DO NOT READ THIS BEFORE READING. THERE ARE SPOILERS. I recently watched Fallout show and I fell in love with it, and I've played the games (evidence is from my Hancock X SoleSurvivor!Reader fic I did many years ago), the show has recently made me realize how amazing the universe of Fallout is and I can't wait to finish this story seeing as after I watched the show I started to replay the games and grew some ideas that you guys will hopefully like. A/N: I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OR THE FALLOUT GAMES, THE OWNERS OF THOSE GAMES AND THE SHOW ARE BETHESDA, AMAZON PRIME, AND OBSIDIAN. ALSO, I DO NOT KNOW IF COOPER STILL LOVES HIS WIFE AFTER WHAT VAULT-TEC DID IN THE SHOW BUT IN THIS (BECAUSE IF YOU'VE SEEN THE SHOW THEN YOU KNOW HE'S LOOKING FOR HIS FAMILY IN GENERAL AND NOT JUST HIS DAUGHTER LIKE HE IS IN THIS STORY) HE DOES NOT LOVE HER ANYMORE.Complete
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(The Triumvirate Histories Book Four) What does the world think when a girl who'd been dead for three months turns up at the site of a huge CIA raid, which ended up with an explosion and four deaths? That she might have been in a stickier situation before than they'd known. What did they think would happen when she had a major panic attack after she realized that everything about her was gone, locked away in her mind? Well, obviously what did happen...or else they wouldn't have been prepared to knock her out again with morphine. And just who would that girl be? Me, Emmy Alexander...at least, that's who they told me I was. You know the stories of people with amnesia after a traumatic accident. They don't remember weeks, months, or maybe even a few years of their lives. I'd call them lucky, because they at least had a foundation to build on. Me? I couldn't remember a thing when I'd woken up after they'd knocked me out after my panic attack. I couldn't remember me, my family, my best friend, how I'd gotten the burns and cuts that now marred my body... I couldn't remember whose green eyes haunted my dreams every single night. My therapist said that my memories might come back in my dreams, when my subconscious mind was free to be revealed. And so far, she'd been right. Parts of my life were slowly coming back to me - my father's laugh, my mother's smile, my brother Jason's and best friend Drake's annoying overprotectiveness. But there were others that I couldn't explain - a tale of secret societies, puzzle keys, bronze boxes, and break-ins to museums and government buildings around the world. It wasn't until I saw those eyes on a man, who seemed so familiar that it made my heart ache, from across a gallery in the Louvre. A man who introduced himself as John Raymond. And it didn't take me very long to realize that maybe, just maybe, he was the key to everything.
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