Doom Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I can’t believe we’ll be joining them!” Renee screamed. The marble wall and ceramic tiles made it louder. “That’s five freaking hot men a few rooms apart us! Oh my gosh, I’ll lose myself in the halls.” She said and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand.

Cassian shifted down, his teeth sinking deeply into the juncture where Adrian's neck met his shoulder, leaving a stark, bleeding mating mark that pulsed with demonic energy. "You are mine, Adrian. Only mine," Cassian whispered against the wound. Slicking his long fingers with his own release, Cassian brought his hand down to Adrian’s tightly wound entrance. He pushed one finger inside, then a second, stretching the tight walls ruthlessly to prepare him. "Ahhh, Cassian!" Adrian cried out, the sudden intrusion making his vision blur with tears. Cassian leaned over him, withdrawing his fingers only to smear the slick moisture across Adrian's chest and nipples, pinching the tight buds until Adri

He closed his eyes, instantly picturing Calder throwing him onto the Silver Fur Settee, ripping his tunic to shreds, and knotting him until his womb swelled with the alpha's pups. He coated his fingers in the thick, slick heat leaking from his heat-gate, pumping himself faster as his mind conjured the image of Calder's massive, dark shaft pressing hard against his opening. The memory of Calder's thick chest slick with sweat made Lynn's thighs tremble violently. He opened his mouth, a soft whimpering howl bubbling in his throat as he pushed two slicked fingers deep into his own tight channel, preparing his body for a mating that hadn't happened yet. A sharp, high-pitched chime cut through the

Instead, the magic backfired. A flood of visions slammed into her mind with brutal force. She saw thousands of futures at once: One where Liora was taken and turned into a weapon that ended the world in eternal darkness. One where Kael died protecting them, his wolf form crumbling to ash. One where Damien sacrificed himself to close the Eclipse, burning away in sunlight. One where Serena herself broke under the pressure and joined the Council. The worst vision was the last: Liora standing alone in a dead world, whispering, “Why didn’t you save me?”

This was the pure and innocent love he'd bragged about. See? Karma arrived faster than expected. But on the outside, I still looked calm and worried. After a sigh, I picked up the tablet from the bedside table and opened the news page I had already prepared. I held it in front of him. "That's not the main issue now." The headline and images on the screen were shocking enough to jolt his nerves again. The article twisted everything, portraying Wilson as a man with disturbing fetishes who used his power to force someone into gender reassignment just to satisfy himself.

Victor shut the door behind him with a soft click, his gaze darkening rapidly from shock to unmistakable, burning lust. Dom didn’t stop thrusting. If anything, he fucked me harder, hips snapping forward with possessive force as he looked over at his brother with a wicked, triumphant grin. “Well, well,” Dom growled, still buried deep inside me, grinding slow and filthy. “Looks like we have company, Zoya. Say hello to Uncle Victor.” I moaned helplessly, too far gone to feel proper shame, my pussy clenching rhythmically around Dom’s cock as another orgasm threatened to crash over me.

He fought to hold it back, his whole body trembling with the effort. Damon's thrusts became erratic, his breathing harsh. He was close. "Come for me, then," he snarled. "Come for Daddy. Pay your debt." That was all it took. The permission sent Leo spiraling over the edge. He cried out as his orgasm ripped through him, his release spurting over Damon's hand and the front of the metal desk. His ass clenched tight around Damon's cock, milking him. With a loud, guttural groan, Damon buried himself deep inside Leo and came, his body shuddering with the force of his release.

(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.

he continues to say. Raven looks at him like he has grown horns on his head. What sane person would ask that? “Does that mean he is into BDSM?” she asks herself. “Are you trying to say that you are into extreme sex?” she asks him. “In simple words yes,” he says. “Just how far?” Raven asked “Into no limits, but I wouldn’t go too extreme to hurt you that you bleed,” he tells her. This was too much for Raven, she didn’t expect to ever wake up to such news. Raven tried to sit up slowly and Damon helped her so gently. But she was on fire that she regretted sitting up.

It led me to tears as my tongue wagged out, my lips refused to shut up, My eyes trembled from the overwhelming feeling, moving my hands down to my pussy as I tried to pull it out because of the rolls of climax that still hit me. Bang! The door was kicked open, I was frightened as I turned wide eyed to the door. Damon fell in, with a suffocating stench following after, He staggered to my side, pulling out the dildo that was half tucked in my pussy, placing it by his nose with an unconscious look, Taking a sniff as he yelled, “ Bitch!”