Doom Slayer Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

I will also be including the following bonus side stories for subscribers: Amanda x Asahina Yang Yang story Rusty’s story Omega heat season (and how they spend it with their alphas) Mpreg scenes for various couples after graduation That’s all! I have a new work called Godfather World on Tapas & Patreon Advanced Chapters so please check that out. Bromance heavy and implied but not canon BL. At the same time, your girl is going to be hosting more Youtube content and going back to my roots - writing Yaoi Fanfictions. Alternatively read all my works on my website (destinyaitsuji.<0m) It has been a wonderful journey, thank you for all the support! I love y’all!

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

We’re trying to outlast the other, trying to be the one who stays standing when the dust settles. "I... I'm..." Adam gasps, his pace finally starting to falter. "Don't you dare," I hiss, my teeth gritted. "Don't you fucking dare stop." I drive into Sloane one last time with a force that sends a shockwave through my entire body. I feel the first surge of liquid leave me, a hot, heavy flood that fills her up completely. Adam lets out a strangled roar and collapses on top of Skyler, his own come spilling out of her in a thick, messy overflow.

Last time the Djinn wanted Dante and his family suffered, this time the Crawler wants me, why should he suffer? Not on my watch. My emotions surge forward, my eyes blazing as every single thing Enrique has been through, everything that I know, courses through my mind… His pain is now my pain… His past is mine to remember… His torment is now mine… His suffering is now my suffering… This time, My Love will not pay the price, he will not. And that is Kataleya Tamia Rossi’s promise. I swear it!

One by one, the monstrous faces bared their fangs and claws, swiftly pouncing toward Adrian and the others. Slash! Ash stepped forward, unsheathing his Doomcleaver with a clang. Instantly, many monsters and fiend slaves were killed on the spot. But the old man didn't care about his fiend slaves. His figure flickered, and strange black auras kept appearing. With each eruption, more fiend slaves materialized.

A guard sprinted down the hallway toward me, breathless. “Luna” He skidded to a stop, eyes wide. “There’s a Lycan at the gates.” The word pierced through the haze. “He demands to see you.” My pulse stuttered. “What did he say?” The guard swallowed hard. “He says your bloodline owes him vengeance for the massacre.” The world seemed to tilt. Behind me, I heard Darius’s office doors burst open. But I didn’t turn. Because somewhere beyond those walls.. Something ancient had come for me. And for the first time… I wasn’t bound.

As the night grew darker, the candles flickered lower, but our passion burned on, consuming us both. We were lost in each other, our bodies speaking a language that needed no words. With each slap and each thrust, the tension that had been building between us dissipated, replaced by something more primal, more raw. This was our destiny, to be bound together in every way possible, to face the darkness that lay ahead with the strength of our union. Flopped back on the bed, my head buried in the pillow, completely sated, I heard Twix query through our mind link, "Alpha?"

The frantic, scheming she had done for years couldn't save her this time, I pulled my fangs from her neck, as I let her body go, her body landing with a wet thud on the floor like a broken doll, staring blankly at the leaking ceiling. Her mind had completely gone catatonic. The hunt was over. I stood over her. My breathing settled into a steady rhythm as the rain continued to pour through the roof. Waiting for the backlash of the retribution of killing one's mate to hit, bringing my phone out texting Ronan. At an abandoned warehouse track the phone, and the pain from harming your true mate in any way comes, sending me down to my knees.

She gasps from my sudden dominant actions. Good, she should be scared right now. I push her against the wall, and I grab her neck with one of my hands. With my other hand, I push my pants down. Without using lubricant, I viciously ram my cock into her. I pump into her like a rage-crazy savage, making her scream for mercy as I choke the air out of her. I bring her neck towards me, and as I am about to cum, I sink my fangs into her neck and drain her dry. I let go of the Bampire, dropping her on the floor, not caring that I had just killed her. I pick up my pants and walk right out of the place. “You fucked up, LD,” I say to myself as I grit my teeth, and tears fall from my eyes. I remember Je

I closed my eyes for a second, and when they reopened, my hands morphed slowly—fur and claws replacing my fingers. “A partial shift,” he muttered. I nodded sharply. “Let’s get to work.” They lunged at us. I grabbed the first one after skillfully dodging another’s claws and, without hesitation, drove my claws straight through his chest. He dissolved into ashes instantly. Damon and I kept at it for several minutes. I had a few scratches over my body, but that wasn’t the worst part. The fog. I could see it creeping toward us now. “We’re fucked!” Damon yelled as he snapped the neck of the man he held.