Doom Fanfic Novels & Stories

"This isn’t a game. It’s revenge. Axel ruined me. Now, I’m going to ruin him. Piece by piece. Heart first." For a moment, Doman’s smirk faltered. His eyes darkened, studying me like he was peeling back my soul. "Do you even realize what you’re asking?" he said slowly. "If I touch you, Axel will come for me with everything he has left. You’ll drag me into his war." "Good," I whispered, lips curling. "Let him burn." Silence. His jaw clenched, his gaze lingering on me, torn between reason and temptation. Finally, he laughed softly, bitterly. "You’re insane."

“There’s no way she could have gone far. And why the hell are you being so heartless right now? I just told you I was practically taken advantage of, and this is all you have to say to me?” “You’ve had countless one-night stands,” I pointed out. “What exactly makes this one any different?” “Because it is!” Damian snapped. “Fuck, Dorian… she was a completely new experience. I don’t even care that she wasn’t my mate. She was everything I didn’t realize I was missing. I think I even developed a new kink. I want to be dominated.” Those words made my face twitch as I stared blankly at the wall. This bastard. “Are you drunk?” I asked, my irritation slowly melting into genuine concern.

, David begged as he walked on the broken glass testing his shoes. Damon was almost taking his fury over him and was thinking about Eva himself. He had to fuck another woman to release his heat that he gets from Eva. He took his sip and looked at the girl again. Now, he wanted to release his fury to. He got up looking dangerously. He broke his glass against teh table and slit the girls throat. The doctors were stunned. Damon pulled up the mute device out of their ears and said in a threatening cold voice, "you will recieve the same faith if thus goes out", Damon said.

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…"