Novel & Cerita Doom Fanfic

I. He rose from the ground and grabbed my wrist. "Don't act out, we're already one step from getting fully married. Don't be stupid." He was stronger than me, and so he was able to hold me down. Or so I thought. One moment I was about to yield, and the next, I had my claws in his chest. My claws had never come out before. "Fuck!" Dame's screamed as the pain seared through him. He fell to the floor clutching his bloodied chest, and father started walking towards us. Including Dame's father who was already drawing his sword.

“You’re going to fucking pay for that.” I stuck my tongue out to lick along my bottom lip. “Looking forward to it.” “You’re going to be the death of me, Doe.” I didn’t respond with words this time. I sucked him into my mouth again, taking the risk and going even further until he touched the back of my throat. I gagged a little and took a breath, and then, hollowing out my cheeks, I swallowed him down again, pulling back to wrap my hand around the base so I could stroke in rhythm with my mouth.

CHAPTER 69. I AM REALLY DOOMED... AND I WANT TO BE Good fucking Lord. The sensory overload is absolute, a blinding white noise that swallows me whole. My world has shrunk to the size of this bed, to the weight of Damien’s body, and the relentless, punishing rhythm he sets. He is brutal, a force of nature intent on wrecking me, whispering filthy promises of ruin against my damp skin as he fucks the life out of me.

I put on clean clothes. Then I sat on my bed and stared at the wall. My phone buzzed. Damon: "How are you." I stared at the screen. Me: "Terrible." Damon: "I know. Me too." Me: "Rick hates me." Damon: "Rick hates me more." Me: "That is not a competition." Damon: "I know. I am sorry." Me: "Chloe will not talk to me." Damon: "Give her time."

His hand wraps around my throat, squeezing lightly—dominating, claiming. "Come on my cock, little sister. Scream for me." I do, orgasm ripping through me as he pounds relentlessly. He follows, filling me with hot spurts, growling my name. He unties me, pulling me into his arms. "You okay?" "Perfect," I whisper, kissing him. The romance blooms amid the kink—his tenderness after the storm. But I crave more darkness.

Her green hair served as a covering for her nakedness, covering up her breasts and feminine folds. “Shut up!” Doom snapped, and he too came out of the dark. He was a giant man, with shiny golden skin and broad shoulders and chest—much bigger than Mischief. He was three times her size, and he didn’t know how the books said they were together, but he wasn’t here to figure that out. He was here to make a request. “I am a pusher of boundaries, and so I would say, six months.” “What’s six months?” Doom asked, looking a little clueless about it all.

If terrenes had established laws against illicit affairs, in Heavenly Realm, romantic relationships between angels were forbidden. What would happen to the both of us? Doom moved, his eyes opened, then he noticed I was watching him. He scanned my face, then traced my features with his fingertips. "Thank you," he mouthed. "For what?" I said, almost a whisper. He didn't answer. He stared at me with a genuine smile. Doom sighed as he began to speak. "I hope we can be like this together. Forever," I smiled at him. "I was wondering, how did we end up here?" he giggled. "I was just asking you if we can date, but you undressed me…such a naughty angel,"

Her words painted a picture of a life filled with promise and love, a life that had taken a sharp turn into darkness. "I was in love, deeply in love," Carol continued, her voice growing softer. "His name was David. We were young and reckless, but we believed we could conquer the world together." Claus could hear the ache in Carol's voice as she spoke of her past love. He could see the shadows of regret that haunted her eyes. "We had dreams," Carol said, a hint of a bitter smile on her lips. "We talked about marriage, about building a life together. But then... then he got to know about how involved I was with El Patrio, the Beast, the organization.