Doom Fanfic Novels & Stories

(CARLTON’S POV) TWO WEEKS LATER “Yeah, like that… ngh! Fuck, you motherfucker!”Damon’s high-pitched moans rattle the walls. “Shove those balls deep inside me. Tear that ass, Yosef. Fuck it like you own it.” I recoil at the thought of Damon’s voice box rupturing in his throat. Even though a part of me wants that, because the fucker is crying like a whore.

The warmth of her mouth caused his dick to tighten. He slowly pulled out and her spit is all over his dick. She slightly coughs and he leaned down kissing her. Pushing her down and he got between her thighs. He slowly slid his dick in and she moved back screaming. Damon pulled her down by her shoulders. “Relax,” he whispers to her. He shut her up with a kiss. Pleasure started kicking in and Raven grabbed the bed sheets. Damon slid out and flipped her over placing her in doggy style. After they were satisfied they had, had enough of each other they finally slept.

When he turns away, jaw tight, the air hums with silent victory. “Careful, Rydor,” I say softly as he passes. “Next time you bare your teeth, make sure you still have them when the fight’s over.” He doesn’t look back. But his glare — that promise of vengeance — lingers long after he’s gone. --- The meeting dissolves soon after. My parents rush to Doom again, whispering things I don’t want to hear. Compliments, alliances, veiled proposals. Doom listens with the patience of a god, nodding occasionally.

With Dan handing over his title to that incompetent brat, their impending doom was soon drawing near. They were less than average to him, Damien was amused by how weak they had gotten. He preferred it when Dan was in power, always taking control and fighting with brutal force. Damien smiled with morbid delight, reminiscing about the time he had brutally decapitated his wife and the raw look of fury that was plastered on his face. His dick twitched a bit at that, the gruesome image of war being painted in his mind, sexually arousing him.

She groaned when she heard her sister shouting unintelligible things through the door. "FUCK OFF" Damon roared out, knowing his mate didn't want either of them in there or their scents anywhere near his nest. He glanced at the sheets with a grimace. "If I promise to wear all of your clothes in one go and rub my body against the new sheets, do you think we can change those because I really don't know if I can climb into that bed again while they are still on there" he begged. He would do anything for his mate but getting into that bed with the same sheets on there made him feel ill.

In addition, Youri and Wyot have grown to be superior cultivators. ‘What’s more, the Dooms are also benefiting from the increasing luck of the other races. Our providence is the largest it’s ever been. I’ve absorbed some of it and used it to heal my injuries. Now, I’ve even reached the Caelum Acme Rank.’ Contemplated Hirah. The three of them moved closer toward Soren. A malevolent grin hung on Youriʼs face. “Soren, do you honestly think you can destroy the Doom Realm with your powers alone? Arenʼt you thinking too highly of yourself?”

on his lips, sweet and intoxicating. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting him, teasing him. She reached down, her fingers finding the cock ring, and slowly, deliberately, she loosened it. The sub gasped, his body convulsing as the blood rushed back to his cock, his orgasm building, his body coiling tight. "Cum for me, my pet," Domica commanded, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "Cum for me now." And he did, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed, his cries of pleasure echoing in the room. Domica watched, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, her body sated and content. She reached down, her fingers tracing the line of his spine, feeling his body tremble beneath

Damon's eyes flashed with annoyance, his smirk faltering for a fraction of a second. He stepped closer to Antonio, the scent of smoke and cologne wafting off him. Antonio heart raced, sewing him naked and leaning closer to him, but before Antonio could say anything. Damon caught his jaw and spoke to his face. "You must have really lost your mind to say that. Look around you, pretty boy. Each of these men have been fucked mercilessly by you in this very place... whenever you feel like. In form of a punishment or for your own masochistic pleasure. You enjoyed filling your never-ending semen into them holes... until they are half dead...most of them have lost their senses down there from your t

A zombie lunged at him and clamped its jaw down on his waist. A miserable scream escaped him. Blood instantly soaked through his clothes. Even then, he kept crawling forward, like he didn't understand what was happening. The zombies tore into his limbs in a frenzy. Flesh and blood flew everywhere in a chaotic mess. "I'm sorry, Mom… I'm so sorry…" His voice broke into fragments as he was being eaten alive. "I shouldn't have trusted… Madeline… and I shouldn't have… ignored Selene…" His voice grew weaker, but he kept mumbling, "I killed everyone at the base…"