Doom At Your Service Novels & Stories

I'd tell him to stop it if I didn't like it so much. "Tell me the parts I missed," Reena says. "The short version. I don't have time for the long one. Doctor Doom is going to drug me soon." I glance up at Dax and get a nod. "You went down. Mato's wolf went to sleep too, mid-fight. The grey cut him open and broke his arm." I try to say it like it’s just another report I’m delivering. She was there for enough of it to know how horrible it was.

Nora Vale had spent years giving everything to the people she loved. Then one night, they left her with nothing. When she opened her eyes again, she had one chance to change what was coming. This time, Nora wasn't going to be the woman waiting to be saved. She was going to be ready. But when she realized someone else was preparing for what was coming, Nora understood one thing— She wasn't the only one with a second chance.

I woke up early because I am so excited about my plan, and I know Mang Berto is not going to fail me. I know he will bring Ross to me and I am so excited to have my revenge on him. Like what I did to the others. I shot Kevin on his head, stabbed Alex, cut Gin’s throat and now, it is time for Ross to pay for what he did to me. I am thinking about the game that will make my revenge more exciting and thrilling, of course; I want him to feel each pain that he caused me from his head to toes. Through it. I know I will gain satisfaction from him. I will follow Eigner David until the last breed of the demons die. They deserve hell, not the earth. I will just put them back to the place where they a

In the past three years, thanks to Doomsday, he had worked his butt off to grow into the best secret agent in the military intelligence division. “When are we leaving, Master?" the young man asked with clenched fists. Monster kept him in suspense. “What you’re about to do this time is going to be completely different from what you’re doing at the military intelligence division now. Doomsday Organization not only has the world’s top secret service department but also the world’s most high-end biochemical weapons. Furthermore, they have excellent leadership skills. The danger you’re about to face—” There was a look of determination in the young man’s eyes. "Whether I live or die doesn’t matter

My head was still upwards as he began thrusting in and out my already wet pussy, he wasn’t gentle… he kept moving faster and faster, banging my left ass with his free hands and later on placing his hands on my waist. The heat beneath me was massive, but the flow between his cock and my pussy was so smooth, filling the entire room with our sound like I was splashing water with my hands. Then he stopped, his cock was still inside me… but then he spoke. “ Raymond would be coming here tomorrow.” Wait what!!! Why would raymond come here tomorrow?. My breath was still uneven to speak , so I remained silent, but then he continued. “ Don’t bother yourself asking how this all happened, just know he w

I shout out of the scare they just gave me. "Don't do that again," I scold him, "just imagine if I had a heart condition." "You know you're also beautiful when you're angry," I'm left speechless. "Wash your hands and hurry up, we can have something quick for dinner since my stomach is screaming for something to sustain it," I exclaimed. Without looking at him, I took a plate and started serving myself. "Tell your stomach that I offer myself to serve for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snack," What? He's joking, this side of Dylan surprises me, he's in a good mood and doesn't stop flirting.

"He is back. His name is Doomsblood, the most barbaric Vampire the world has ever encountered. He can see templates of the future, which makes him the hardest vampire to capture. Luna captured him but before then he sired Marcellus and Kael. Luna believed it was his way to come back, and now, it looks like it." "He is a force we cannot fight alone. He kills everything and threatens all life. There will be none excluded," Atticus picks up after. Judging from everyone faces, I can tell that being, Doomsblood, is indeed a crazy one. Even Kael looks like he could shit on himself. "Does this mean we are going into another war?" "War is something you can fight. Doomsblood is not. He would kill any

He stares at me with those predator-green eyes. My heart splits open again. A single tear slides down my cheek. “All I need to do,” I sniff, “is … not see him again. Ever.” Doom tilts his head, like he understands every word. I sit up straighter. That’s it. “You know,” I say thoughtfully, “Take-Two Interactive has been begging me to go full-time for ages.” Doom seems unimpressed with this nugget of information. “Maybe it’s time for us to move to New York.” I tap his nose.

As the medical team rushed in to stabilize him, I stood coldly aside, expressionless, like a detached observer. … A few days later, at Gunner Corp's press conference, I stood under the glaring lights in a sharply tailored black suit. My face showed fatigue, but my gaze was unwavering. Facing the cameras and murmuring media, I bowed deeply. "Thank you, everyone, for your concern regarding myself and my husband, Mr. Wilson Gunner." My voice carried a faint rasp of exhaustion. "It is with a heavy heart that I must inform you that my husband had a rare case of Fournier gangrene. Although his life was saved through intensive care, he suffered extremely severe complications, resulting in… massive,

"You think someone's still here?" "I think you don't know, and I don't know, and that's a shit combination to be standing next to a broken door about." He came back with a crowbar and a flashlight, worked the crowbar into the seam by the lock, and put his whole body weight into it. The door groaned, resisted, then gave all at once with a metal shriek loud enough that a flock of birds exploded out of the trees behind us. "Fuck," I hissed, heart slamming. "Warn a girl next time."