Doom Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

Liam POV. Let's not talk about my last dom, let's not go into details, my nightmares are enough, being the kid of the system I thought a rich boyfriend would be just what I needed instead he's pure torture, being reminded over and over again that he bought me with his money, that I'm nothing without him.

You just need to know that you're capable of doing terrible things. I turned and walked away without another word. Even after I'd gone quite a distance, I could still hear Amber screaming behind me. "Let me out! Please! I can't stay here! Let me out!" I had no intention of releasing them. Dad would be dead within days anyway. Medical resources were already scarce. Why waste them on criminals? Since Amber was such a devoted daughter, she could stay with him forever. A year and a half into the apocalypse, the sun finally set at night again. The world slowly returned to normal.

alright bye" he said as i shut the door behind him. Damon pov my eyes just couldn't believe who i saw today, what could she be doing here? i asked myself, my heart keeps beating so fast, my urge for the taste of blood increased,i thought i had Long forgotten about her after the last time we met but now i know that the thoughts of her has not left me. my face was already red in anger, it was as if i was pale one could see my veins popping out all over my body, my teeth was already eager to bit something at that point anyone i get hold of ,i won't stop until i kill the person,i hated that part of me but there was nothing i could do. i bit myself trying to stop myself from killing anyone but it

And by now, I believe that she already gave up on it. “Yeah, I believe that the note that Domenico sent to mum was not only about me, Donatello. Yes, you are not a disgrace, but I am only a small part of what the Lycan wants. For him to live another century, he is literally going to suck your soul out after you die, and that would make him stronger, and younger. No one would be able to kill the man until the following eclipse” Katerina said, looking at her brother who frowned. “How long have you two known about this?”

As we struggle for dominance his hand found my neck, squeezing it tightly. I laugh while coughing, my eyes never leaving his face. “Vince will kill you,” it was enough to sober him up, his hand loosening on my throat. “Laura! Please babe open up!” Vincenzo screamed as he angrily pounded the door. “Vince! Vi–” I screamed as I push a startled Bill as hard as I could. He stumble on his feet but not enough to lose his footing. With a scream, I swiped his legs. He toppled over. As his body hit the floor I instantly stomp his eyes with the sharp heel of my boots, creating a piece of horrifyingly beautiful music in my ears while his scream echoed around the comfort room.

------- Damon POV I was in my room, lying in my bed while looking at the ceiling. I didn't know what to expect tonight but I feel something strange. I couldn't even sleep. Diana's face keeps appearing in my thoughts. Her beautiful smile, soft red lips, flawless skin, long ebony shiny hair and her big hush breast and pluffy butt. " Hmmm!" I whispered softly as I'm running my hands above my zipper. I felt a bulky things inside and it's so hard that I quickly pushed the zipper down it and touched my own hardness while thinking about her. I wanted to ambushed her inside her room but I guess it's not the proper way to please my wife. I want to act good and calm in front of her so that she's going

"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."

Mwajuma ducked the blast, grabbed the monster by its thick, grey throat, and drove it face-first into the solid petrified wood of the deck, shattering its skull instantly. Every punch she threw was fueled by her love for Zuri and her hatred for Baraka. Every monster that fell was another measure of vengeance for the fabricated story of Zuri’s murdered sisters. Mwajuma believed she was executing demons. Then, the final monster pulled itself over the edge. It was a fresh mutation. It was smaller than the others, its skin still rapidly tearing and healing as the Blight-Sap forced its bones to expand. It was the nineteen-year-old boy Zuri had personally poisoned the night before.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE DAMON Point of View I trudged back to my chambers, feeling defeated. Tyla's rejection still stung, and I couldn't stop feeling like I'd blown my chance with her. I flopped onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Why couldn't she just give me a chance? I knew I'd messed up in the past, but I was willing to do whatever it took to make it right. As I lay there, my eyelids began to droop. I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes, letting sleep take control of me. But my rest was fitful. I dreamed of Annie, my former mate. We were standing in a lush meadow, surrounded by wildflowers. She was smiling at me, her eyes shining with love. I reached out to her, but she slipped away,