Doom Crossover Novels & Stories

Throw Me Away Play these little games Acting like it's all good Today, today Go Fuck Yourself - Two Feet (...) Ella It took me a while to get to sleep the night before. Because, for some reason, my mind seemed to be on alert. I kept remembering over and over again the image of Justin saving me and my kitten from the killer tree. And when I fell into that chest? My body lit up just remembering it. My mouth filled with water, thinking when I noticed the bulge in his shorts.

If there is something I do not want, it is to be placed in the darkness. "Someone better tell me what is happening." I shift my gaze from each person face. Crescent is the first to talk. "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."

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Later that day, Damon entered Club Solace, a fortress of quiet opulence nestled deep in the hills - a sanctuary for the power elite. At the center table sat Adrian Cross, a man with skin like marble and eyes like cold steel. He didn’t rise when Damon entered. He simply gestured to the seat across from him. “You’ve inherited quite the mess, Mr. Thorne”. Damon sat but didn’t shake his hand. “Cut the pleasantries”. Adrian smirked. “Fair enough. Let me offer clarity. I can bury the past for you. The journal. The fallout. Everything. In return, you merge with my network. The Thorne-Cross Alliance

The room became quiet. She began by saying, "I've come here today to tell you something that you can't ignore." Even though she was scared, her voice was strong. " Damon Cross and his company, CrossCorp, have done more than just commit business fraud; they have been systematically wrecking people's lives. They've taken money, threatened people, and damaged businesses. There was a quiet murmur in the room, but Mimi stayed still. She kept moving, her eyes on her the whole time.

I glanced toward Doom, and Chris’s gaze followed mine. The smile that had been playing on his lips vanished, replaced by something much darker. Without a word, he pulled a pistol from his jacket and, in one fluid motion, aimed it at Doom’s forehead. Before anyone could react, Chris pulled the trigger. The gunshot was deafening, the sound reverberating through the room. Doom crumpled to the floor, his body hitting the ground and blood dripping around his head area. Chris slowly lowered the gun as he turned his attention back to me.

It wasn’t fear yet. But the animal in them sensed a predator older, darker, and infinitely more willing to ruin the world for one person. Damian moved before thought could catch him. One heartbeat the Cross men were standing—smug, breathing, existing—and in the next, they were meat. Claws tore through sternum, bone cracked like dry twigs, and Damian ripped them apart with a violence that felt… sacred. Righteous. The chamber walls were painted red before the bodies even hit the floor.

“Still, it’s a relief to see you finally working beside someone... respectable.” Her words hang in the air, sharp as glass. Doom doesn’t flinch. He never does. He only tilts his head slightly, voice smooth. “Respect is earned, not borrowed.” My father laughs too loudly. “Naturally, naturally. Still, one can’t deny Elara has always had an eye for strong partners.” I say nothing, though the word *partners* tastes like ash. The meeting starts. Trade routes, security measures, resource allocations. I keep my tone clipped, precise. No hesitation, no weakness. Doom announces that the main infrastructure of Crescent Reign will be completed within two weeks. Resource lines will open immediately. My

He said touching her hands they were covered in blood. “I don’t think that is mine. Victor killed Doom the man that manages the place down there, I have a feeling there are going to be a lot of souls everywhere.” She said shaking her head. “Once he killed Doom all the guards disappeared and the souls that were still there all escaped.”

The sight before Xiao Chen was grisly and gruesome. Dead bodies scattered everywhere around him, most of them belonging to the acolytes or students of the Corpse Refinery Sect who had been killed. Even so, their terrible deaths were eclipsed by the hideously and grotesquely mangled and maimed remains of the students and fighters of the Orthodox Path. This could only be the work of Corpse Puppets, Xiao Chen observed, That nothing is left remaining save for some bloody bits of flesh and viscera. Still, all the signs only indicated that the invasion of the Summit of Mystics had already begun for days.

“Thriller and thriller, the occasional mystery. I pulled my bag from under the seat in front of me and grabbed one of the markers. from Damien. — So maybe you like this author. In these books, the adventures take place in Australia and it is a series with a police protagonist. There's a touch of the supernatural as well. He looked to either side of the marker, then nodded. - Thanks for the tip. I'll look later. Then he placed the bookmark in his book and continued reading. When I turned around, Damien was watching me, a smile on his face. - Good job. Thank you.” He stretched, and stroked my arm lightly. - As is the marriage thing? “It's scary, exhausting, I don't know how we're going to mana