hearts of iron fallout

After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten. In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive. A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger. The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron! Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together! ------ **Warning: This novel contains mature content**

Rosalyn Lockhart was betrayed. The King of Hearts exiled his Queen. Her most trusted Knight killed her. And the only reason for this—it was that Alice! She could not believe it, even when her own very head got cut off. When Time offers her a chance to go back to the past, she'll ensure that this time it'll be off with their heads! But will she truly succeed? Fall down the rabbit hole and find out. -- Blood spilt on the earth, staining it a lovely shade of crimson. It was her favourite colour. Except the blood that stained the ground was hers. “Do not worry, Your Majesty. This blade shall smoothly cleave your head off—you won’t feel anything.” His lips curled into a smile before she was gone. -- Say hi on Discord? https://discord.gg/NNU4emZ Support Me: https://www.patreon.com/rachel_ruth https://ko-fi.com/cheldv

[r18+ content / Book Status: COMPLETED] She described herself as his worst nightmare. But to him, she was his most beautiful dream... A vicious and dangerous vixen… A ticking bomb that no one could diffuse… This was how Raine, the infamous Princess of one of the three clans of an underworld group called MIRAGE, was often described by humans and the mythical creatures in disguise coexisting with humans. Everyone was scared of her. Well... everyone except for one man who never batted an eye meeting her glare. Could he be the only one who could tame the untamed? Or would he end up getting played by the naughty and dangerous Princess of the Moon Clan? *****EXCERPT***** “Being with me is always a game…” she whispered, staring into his eyes with her fiery gaze as if to challenge his cold stare. “You should have known that I’m willing to play any game you want just to stay by your side. After all… you’re my sweet vixen…” He leaned closer to the point where his lips almost touched hers, “You're not someone that can be easily forgotten. You are someone who drives other people crazy, and you drove me insane!” She parted her lips to say something, but all she felt was his familiar warmth on her lips as he silenced her. He was kissing her hungrily, leaving her no room to even think let alone say a word. His chest felt like a hard rock pressing her against the wall. “Don’t fight me… Don’t fight what you truly feel for me...” He wanted her so badly and he would stop at nothing just to make her his! ***** Follow all my works at WWW.LINKTR.EE/EUSTOMA_REYNA Book cover is mine, AI generated.

‘Big’ Juan D. Welles AKA: Juan Grande, Sexy Juan, Juan with the Thiccness, Handy Juan, Juan with the Big Hands, The Taco Terminator. He's a man with many many names and many skills due to reincarnating with the Fallout New Vegas System curtesy of Levid's Magical Wheel of Reincarnation. Reborn in Vista Del Rey, Big Juan is ready and willing to take on the terrors of Night City. Nothing is going to stop him on his rise in this true story of Rags to B#tche$.

| Description | A guy who enjoys spending his free time gaming and working out is suddenly reincarnated into an alternate Fallout world as the lone wanderer from Fallout 3. How will he use his Fallout knowledge to survive in this dog-eat-dog world that has been reduced to a radioactive wasteland for the last 200 years with all sorts of dangers lurking around every corner? | Other information | Other Tags: Relatively Ruthless MC, Kingdom Building, Faction Building, War, Aliens, Space Travel, Multiverse Travel, Mutants, Magic, Robots, Exploration, Cannibals, Sex, Drugs, Slavery, Galactic Conquest, Cultivation | Links | Discord Link: https://discord.gg/NP8e6CymdY

Will be cross posting to scribble hub under loskro as well for pc users. Alastair Williams was an avid gamer at the age of 20 having played all manner of video games by this point. one stormy day alastair had finally finished fallout three with one hundred percent completion and went to grab another game from his collection called dragon quest 11 when a bolt of struck him out of nowhere killing him instantly. this is the story of how he was reborn in the world of dragon quest 11 with a system remarkably similar to in fallout. This story will follow the story of dragon quest eleven before reaching into various other worlds such as one piece , bleach , marvel , dc , and maybe others. i only own my ocs and all credit for everything else goes to its respective owners.

A person named Ray got the power to travel different universes. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ This is a FanTranslation with some things changed. Author: Steel Battle Suit _____________________ Original- https://www.uukanshu.com/b/70950/ _____________________ If you like my work consider Supporting! https://www.patreon.com/AbyssFC 100 Stones = 1 Extra Ch 200 Stones = 2 Extra Ch ______________________ English is not my first language.

Read the latest chapter. Lucas is reborn into the Fallout universe as a Deathclaw that shares a heavy resemblance to Molag bal. "Radiation Immunity I can understand but High Magic resistance? What's going on?"

Inian shook his head, "I know I couldn't. It's a rush, but I couldn't stay in constant danger for my entire life. I know that I can survive and be fine with you at my side, but eventually, I will need a quiet job." Marc sighed, "I get it. I think that I may want to do this for the rest of my life. It's great money, fun, and I get to fly around on a ship! I had just hoped maybe hoped that you would enjoy this as much as I did, and we could stay doing this for the rest of our lives." When his friend joins a mercenary group, Inian has only one choice: to go with him. With nations at war fighting for land that giant monsters roam, Inian must find his place in the world. Hearing an echo of a voice saying that he is destined to rule with enormous power, what will he do with this knowledge? Will he protect himself and his family while keeping the peace? Or will he destroy the world instead? Will his son, Alaric face the same questions? Follow them on their journey and watch as one becomes the Ruler of Iron and Flesh!

An original novel set in the Fallout universe, written to be accessible to all, featuring unique people and places Fallout: Vault X tells the story of John. A vault dweller, who spent every day of his twenty five years underground. Like his father, and his father before him. Proud to live in the last remaining bastion of humanity, all that survived The Great War of the atomic age. Hidden deep below the surface of the earth, toiling under brutal conditions. Year after year, decade upon decade. All to expand into the natural cave system the Vault occupied, building for the future. However, John knew what his forefathers did not, that everything he’d been taught was a lie. After finishing school at the age of ten, John received his standard issue pipboy. An arm mounted personal computer, worn by everyone in the Vault. Used to coordinate the relentless pace of expansion, needed to work as an apprentice. To learn the craft that would be his life’s work. A noble calling to ensure a future for all that remained of the human race. A quirk of fate saw John equipped not with the crude, clunky, pipboy model his father wore. That almost everyone around him wore. His looked smaller, sleeker, finished in a jet black sheen. And capable of doing far more than its drab counterparts. The world above had been ravaged by atomic flames, yet life clung to its bones. The Red Valley fared better than most in the century since the bombs fell. The clean water and rich soil protected by rolling hills. All spared from direct strikes, for the most part. Life survived here. Trees spawned from charred ground, misshapen, green leaves turned red. Along with simple crops, grown wild at first, then cultivated by the survivors. The scavengers of the old world were inventive, hardy people. All determined to rebuild in the ruins of a world they never knew. In the decades that passed settlements emerged. They grew, spreading along the valley floor. Reclaiming the pre-war remnants of the once industrialised heartland. Salvaging the robotic wonders of a bygone age to build their walls and work their fields. To protect them in the dark of the wasteland. But such things are uncommon in this world, and the rarer something is, the greater its value. And the worth of pre-war technology had not gone unnoticed. The last, real, power in this world rested in the mechanised hands of The Brotherhood of Steel. Forged from the mortally wounded old world military. The Brotherhood used its access to the weapons made for a conflict no one won to strike out into the wastes. Men and women were equipped with advanced armour, aerial transportation, high grade weaponry. Accompanied by the training, strength, and will, to put them to use. They established chapters and set up outputs far and wide. All dedicated to a single purpose. To ensure the technology left abandoned by its long dead creators didn’t fall into the wrong hands. Namely, any hands that were not their own. This is the world John escaped into. A place of horrors brought forth from atomic fire. A place where survival meant battling against the darkness. Fighting a war each day to get to the next. And war...war never changes