Brightest Doom Novels & Stories

Edmund had no idea that stolen special abilities would automatically scale to match the new host's capacity—and he had zero. Dead silence blanketed the hall. Then, the entire place erupted in thunderous laughter. "That's the so-called strongest ability?" "That wouldn't even tickle a zombie!" "Captain Gray's lightning is the truly powerful one. This guy's nothing but a joke!"

Living in suffering is the greatest form of punishment during the apocalypse. Just then, my phone buzzed for a while, and I retrieved it from my pocket. The live comments began appearing on my screen. "This is brilliant! Did you know that Valerio literally stepped all over your corpse to get to where he did in the original story?" "That scheming second female lead didn't even get to appear before the butterfly effect took place! Valerio is never going to recover from this!" I heaved a sigh of relief as I looked at the words on my phone screen.

LEON It’s raining heavily, freezing water pouring down in violent torrents from the angry sky. The earth beneath my feet rumbles as an angry roar of thunder bellows through the night. My breath comes out in short pants as I dash through the empty streets, the darkness illuminated by the bright, thick swirl of red and orange in my peripheral vision on both sides. All the houses that line the street are consumed by fire, the downpour acting as fuel to the flames instead of putting them out.

Love pushes us beyond the boundaries. The Harbinger of Doom was a scary force and when he fought, there was no iota of fear. I felt helpless. There is no way I'd be able to control such a being. He was darkness personified, a being of pure darkness. He fought with the strength of all the hosts of hell combined. He had this dormant fire in his eyes, as though he was bored. I could feel his emotions and it was void. He was unfazed by everything. An unchained God of demons, an unstoppable force. I couldn't wrest control no matter how hard I tried. I was handicapped. He was so powerful, I was as insignificant as a bug.

You know just how to hold the sucker down So I'll see you in the morning I can't watch you walk out I never needed you like I do right now I never needed you like I do right now I never hated you like I do right now 'Cause all you ever do is make me Cry, cry, cry Hear the thunder, see the rain Ooh, ooh, yeah, ooh Keep on makin' me cry Yeah, hey, hey yeah, ooh Keep makin' me scream and holler Keep on makin' me cry You don't know what you do to me Hey, hey, yeah I never needed you like I do right now I never needed you like I do right now I never hated you like I do right now 'Cause all you ever do is make me I slowly pictured myself sinking and took my last breath. Death was peaceful. CHELSEA

She took out the knife and held it on both palms before walking over to the table where, she dropped it. "I made this for myself, if I ever leash out, I want you guys to take my life, for your safety!" She begged in tears "I don't think it is needed!" "You are not the impending doom." John said, glancing at the faces of Khloe, Maria and Butt. "I met Gefion in Abaddon, again.." She hinted to me..."in instantem damnationem mortis est et tenebrae." "In instantem damnationem mortis est et tenebrae!" Butt repeated. The impending doom is death and darkness.. He had a frown on his face after he translated what Gefion told him.

"Ouch!! Are you saying I'm sweet?" "Gosh!! Who gave you sweetness,you're horrible than vinegar" "But I saw you staring" "Staring at what?" "You knew what you were staring at" "I was only looking at your ugly black jacket scaring the shit out of me" "Ah!! Caught you!! You were staring at my cute face" "No way,you're worse than the devil,lucifer is better than you" "Ouch I'm jealous,Lucifer has taken my place,maybe I should undergo tutorials from him"

Jasmine's POV Location: Ecuador ( a vampire civilization) My red silhouette clicked on the dark blue marvel elegantly. It was night but thanks to my idea, everywhere was illuminated with led lights in their designated holders. Even though only a few of the bulbs provided a light theme, it was better than the dull burning fuel lamps I saw here ten years ago.

“Don’t make me ask another time.” “Go back to Hell Victor, I am going to send word that you are here too, and you plan an ambush.” He growled. Victor looked at Anabel and smiled, he then grabbed Doom’s heart ripping it out of his chest. “I guess you are losing your magic Doom.” He said biting into the beating heart as Doom’s eyes closed he tossed it aside. “I guess we’re not going to have to wait until the gate is open, consider this a game for the Angel’s they are not going to know what to do.” He said walking away from Doom. “Bring the girl.”

Black as the darkest night hair against a crisp linen pillow, brown skin against a blindingly white sheet, and tiger’s eyes burning with deliberate cruelty and triumph into hers. In horrified rejection of the imagery that had sprung into her mind, Lara Anderson shuddered violently, dimly aware that she was still in the grip of severe shock. Abruptly, she was dredged from her turmoil by the insistent shrill of the telephone in the hall. Reluctantly she answered the summons, carefully shutting the lounge door behind her so that her father was not disturbed.