Black Doom Novels & Stories

Lucas was just staring at him blankly until he made his way out. Zera entered the room and collected the ashes of the contract. “Shall I call on the next?” she asks, and Lucas just nodded, feeling sleepy. Zera went outside his office, carrying the ashes and disposed them in the huge Tree of Death in their lounge area. Domus Malum, or the “House of Evil” is nothing like a creepy place that most movies make as the devil’s nest. Lucas made it look like an ordinary office with minimalist designs, it has a wall of shelves for books, a nice lounge area for the guests and a huge piano beside the Tree of Death, where the contracts of their clients serve as the soil and the tree being fertilized by t

•|•|• Adeline, do you not know that you have saved me from eternal damnation? My soul only rests in your embrace. Without it, I am not a man, not even beast, I become things unknown. I devolve into nightmare and shadow. I become—wrath entirely. •|•|• [KAYOS ADREN PRIME] The Black Death deforms into a cloud of smoke, shadow, and night, descending the outer walls of the Night Court in broad daylight from the High Window.

He learned the shit from programming video games of all things. "What the fuck boss?" My guys were pissed but they were nowhere near my level. I didn't let my mind play the guessing game that was no way to go into an Op. If I started thinking it might be one asshole and focused entirely on him then I might miss something. I'm a free market thinker everyone is suspect except the three women sitting in my truck. If the fucker was watching this play out he was gonna need a rocket launcher if he wanted to fuck with them. "Task complete." Who the fuck thought of giving Tessie Marilyn Monroe's voice anyway? That shit was just off. We walked over to where she'd picked apart what turned out to be an

"Food will be here any time now" "They will starve us until we swore allegiance to them" Daren said. He is a unique Badblood; he will become what he touched. If he touched a rock, his body will turn to rock. Though Mira didn't saw him transform into one, just thinking of it gave her chills. Daren on the other hand has very manly features: hard muscles, a clean cut hair, a beard, and a strong black eyes. His lips is tiny and his nose is extremely long but in a handsome way.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

Asked Ann with Alert in her voice. "What's that?" Edmund repeated after Ann's question -- Now that the suitcase with a bug was near Ann and Damon, he and Buster finally had ears on their conversation. "It appeared to be a black orb thing in the man's hand." Buster increased the magnification of the telescope. "This, is the Darkhole." Damon grinned at Ann, handing over the orb, "The dark magic vessel that absorbs souls." Ann sneered at Damon, "Liar! What about your body being the vessel?!"

The next moment, he had already arrived in another place. After the brief confrontation, James lost track of Mekaisto. A voice resounded when he was about to begin searching for Mekaisto. “Where are you, James? We can’t hold on any longer.” The Ancestral Blood Master used an inscription to contact James. James instantly disappeared from the spot and rushed back to the Doom Universe, where the Ancestral Blood Master was. Shortly after, he arrived outside the Doom Universe. The battle in the Doom Universe was the most intense. At that moment, countless black holes surrounded the Doom Universe’s Endlos Void. Waves of monsters were still rushing out of the black holes. These monster armies were

<★★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★★> Damon stood in the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the remnants of his brother’s life that had been left untouched since the day of his death. The air was heavy with the scent of old wood and dust, a somber reminder of the time that had passed. This room, once vibrant with the energy of his brother, was now a mausoleum, filled with memories too painful to revisit. Damon had avoided this place for so long, unable to face the reality of his brother's absence. But today, something had drawn him in, a need to connect with the person he had lost so tragically.

Lucy and I opened two bottles of red wine, sat around the table, and watched the drama unfold with deep satisfaction. Tomorrow, the sun wouldn't set at all, and the temperature would just keep climbing. On the video feed, Amber wore only her sundress while fanning herself desperately. Carter Manor had been completely destroyed by the mob. Anything useful had been stolen, and everything else had been smashed to pieces. The house now stood empty and stripped bare. Dad staggered to his feet and collapsed onto the only remaining couch. Clutching her empty stomach, Amber went looking for food, but the fridge was completely empty.