Doom Slayer Crossover Fanfic Novels & Stories

-Hey, that little body has fire inside- Dylan laughed -I hope my partner is not like that, it's like having two Serguei under the same roof- Steicer leaned against the frame. Cristián grabbed the cloth Louva threw at him and wiped the blood from his neck. The wound was not deep, but it did hurt and was intimately hot. He remembered the moment they made contact. It was only a second but their bodies vibrated claiming each other. Fate had made them for each other. It was written in their DNA and no matter how much they refused they could not ignore it.

In‌ my head, he was fisting my hair and yank​ing my h‌ead back unti‌l my‌ throat was exposed and I was completely vulnerable. “Y​ou’re mi⁠ne tonight, Sloane.” Hi⁠s voice in my ear, hot a​nd​ rough. “This pussy belo‌ngs to me. Scream for‌ it.​ Let th⁠e whole fucking buildi⁠ng hear‌ how badly you⁠ need to b‌e ruined⁠.‍”

I watch my friend who did not let go of Dalton's hand, the boys left us alone to say goodbye, although we look 18 years old, now we are of age so we both decided to live our lives with them, far from here for a while. —Will you call me? —Of course I will. —I hug her one last time. —I'll miss you. —So will I. Best of luck with the news, hopefully she'll be as excited as I am. —Believe me she won't expect it, but we are hybrids so we can get pregnant. I watch my vampire conversing with his brother, he looks at me and smiles making me relive the day he made me his slave, I was anxious but I know this baby growing inside me... it's the beginning of our love story, one that started with me being

Grave Groaning, I pulled the blonde closer, thrusting harder while she moaned beneath me, nails dragging down my chest. Her legs trembled around my waist, but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough. Because she wasn’t her. Every damn time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Lyra Cross. Her mouth. Her attitude. Those dangerous fucking eyes. I knew we were playing a reckless game, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting more. The girl was poison and danger, and it intrigued me. It’s only natural I love danger.

And from it rained shards of burning red light. Kael turned too late. My scream became a command. A wave of silver fire burst from my chest, engulfing him. He screamed, his body twisting, turning to ash, but not before his final words echoed through the flames: “She will never be yours alone…” Then he was gone. And the battlefield fell silent. --- Later…... I sat beside Damon’s bed, his chest rising and falling, barely conscious. The healers did what they could. But his wounds were deep.

Sanders says as he stands before me, his expression as unreadable as always but somehow, I already know that he's loyal and genuinely cares for me. I inhale slowly, steadying myself. I know what's coming. I remember this moment. This is the day I was first assigned my own Lycan slave, the moment that should have changed everything...but I didn't do anything to make it so. I just let the moment slip through my fingers in that life. But not this time.

In addition, Youri and Wyot have grown to be superior cultivators. ‘What’s more, the Dooms are also benefiting from the increasing luck of the other races. Our providence is the largest it’s ever been. I’ve absorbed some of it and used it to heal my injuries. Now, I’ve even reached the Caelum Acme Rank.’ Contemplated Hirah. The three of them moved closer toward Soren. A malevolent grin hung on Youriʼs face. “Soren, do you honestly think you can destroy the Doom Realm with your powers alone? Arenʼt you thinking too highly of yourself?”

“This is the fallout of something ancient.” Dante’s grip tightened. “Then we fight it together.” Aiden nodded weakly. But the vault wasn’t done. At the far end of the chamber, a new doorway slid open—quiet, smooth, ominous. Lit with a single line of silver light. Dante sighed. “…Of course it opens a creepy door.” Aiden swallowed. “It wants us to go deeper.” Dante pulled him close. “Then we go. But hear me—if anything inside tries to take you, talk to you, merge with you, borrow you, eat you or whisper cosmic poetry in your direction—I’m stabbing it.”

My heart both ached and burned with resentment. Once upon a time, she'd been my whole world—the happiness I'd chased for five years before finally winning her over. But now, everything felt like a dream that was completely shattered. She sobbed, looking ever so fragile and pitiful. "Babe, don't be mad. This really was just to repay my mentor's kindness. Once I deliver these babies, I'll give you as many children as you want, okay?" I wanted to say no. I wanted to storm out and leave everything behind. But in the end, all those impulses collapsed into a single, inward sigh.

I wanted to please him as his first pup! Warren started unbuttoning his suit. "Do not be frightened, Lady Dominixe. I just want a taste of you..." He pushed me to the couch and crawled towards me. "No..." My chest rose up and down. I wanted to behave. I wanted to let myself succumb to this disgusting man. "But I can't!" I blurted out the thought I had on my mind. Without thinking straight, I formed my hand into my first and punched Warren. And the instinct of seeking bloodlust sank in me, being a member of the family of Alpha slayers.