Doom Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He said in a pissed off tone. “It was your sister that made me go in a blind fit of rage and killed many people,” Ana replied in an angry and bitter tone, “I never wanted to go on rampages, but your sister inside of me has been turning me into a killing machine for years. It’s not my fault that I am a defective hybrid.” She sighed and tried her best to control her emotions as her eyes grew more molten gold.

Doof said as extended his hand to Damian. Lola almost elbowed Doof when she thought of him being possessive. “Don’t worry Damian, if he does I will have alpha Cullen kick him out.” Lola sounded irritated. She looked over her shoulder to Doof, seeing his eyes lowering. “You don’t have to worry, I have my wolf under control. I apologize for earlier, I had just found my mate, and seeing she was injured I kind of lost control.” Doof sounded subdued.

" You already believe what you want to believe. Will it make any difference if I tell you the truth all over again? You are deaf, dumb and blind. " The woman was still persistent. " But who are you? " She begged again. " Oh, don't you know me already. Did you just not introduce me to your daughter as the Daughter of the Damned? " With another wave, she left the room as it was again engulfed in darkness. The only thing left behind was the tingling sensation of sprinkled stardust.

She moaned. I wanted her to want me more.. I wanted her to keep requesting to have me because her plea would make someone die in pain if he ever sees it. “ Ohh my g… Trevor you’re making me want to cum!!.” “ Cum princess.. I want to lick each and every drop of it.” She didn’t hesitate. She cummed and I licked them all off her body. She was literally shaking but I wasn’t done with her yet. I can never leave a lady till I was satisfied… and Ariana… she has no where to go now till I’m done with her.

I tell Doom. He pauses mid-face-cleaning and gives me the classic I’m-a-cat-and-not-even-I-believe-you’re-shit look. “I hope he gets blinded by pictures of Chloe’s hanging tits,” I add, trying harder. Doom is still not buying it. Then I see it. The last message. D Stalker: Merry Christmas, my love 💗 Soon we’ll be together forever. I drop the phone onto the bed with a soft groan. Will this guy ever stop? I don’t have the energy left to deal with him. Not even a molecule.

" I am Doom! And will forever be Doom, No one crosses my path unless he desired death and chaos, I have been Absorbing Galaxies and Planets for Centuries now, This time when I Lord Doom has finally gain control over this Reality " " Reality will fall "

DIDNT I. Damon growled while squeezing doctors throat even more. The Doctors face turned white because he was completely out of breath. He tried to speak tried to make Damon to leave him but all went in vain. At last, Damon slammed the Dr on the floor making him cough vigorously...He grabbed the gun from his man and pointed at the Dr... The doctor started to beg him... Jk: why should I leave you. I TOLD YOU I WANT HIM ALIVE... TALKING WALKING AND YOU.

“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.

My fingers clenched around the phone so tightly the glass creaked. “Bastard,” I hissed under my breath, shoving it back down onto the table like it burned me. I looked at him one last time...flushed, sweat-soaked, utterly undone and I didn’t just feel worry, I felt betrayed. **** Dante's POV My head is pounding. Not the kind of dull ache I’m used to after too much whiskey, but something deeper, raw...like someone’s lodged a blade between my temples and twisted. My throat is scorched, lungs heavy, and my skin burns as though fire is caged beneath it.

They convince others to lead a good life, to be a kind person so the blessings would come their way, but they also know damn well that they are all sinners, hopeless romantic sinners and undeserving of anything. He threw the cigarette’s butt to the ground as he faced the priest, who is looking at the full moon. “Or, you can have the tea in my office. It would be a great honor to have you down there” Lucas answered and once again gave a smile to the priest and headed back to his home, six feet underground. July 19th, Domus Malum is closed. Lucas prepared himself to go out to have some fun, and when the devils are out for some fun, this fun means suffering for humans.