"After her father's death, her happy-go-lucky attitude had faded along with her zeal for Project Purity. Lately, he knew, she spent much less time planning their next move and much more time brooding." Eventual F!LW/Charon. Currently T for language and adult themes, but likely to become M in later chapters. WARNING: SPOILERS. -I do not own Fallout 3. Bethesda Studios does.-

A short little shapter story that is currently a work in progress. I will accept any feedback.

He knew he wouldn't survive. Being exiled out with no food, water, supplies nor the skills to defend himself and survive made the Lone Wanderer's future short and bleak. He knew that. They knew that. And they threw him out anyway. His death was assured. Until fate would have a friendly Ghoul in a blue suit would walk by and give the Lone Wanderer the start he needed to survive.

The Courier faces tragedy at the hands of the Legion and it's up to Boone to pick up the pieces - again.

All Origins may be true, but that doesn't mean it'll be easy to take out that pesky archdemon. Between a xenophobic Dalish, a reformed playboy, a mage prodigy with a bad temper, and others, getting through the Blight without strangling one another (or Alistair, for that matter) will be hard enough.

A resident of the Capital Wasteland is faced with what seems to be insurmountable odds in the form of two dozen feral ghouls

It was simple: Kill he who killed my lover. Revenge is sweet, but memories are so much sweeter. - A one-shot separate from the universe my other fics are set in. Reviews are welcome. Rated T for blood and gore, dark themes.