Doom Slayer Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The two demons roll across the floorboards, screaming, snarling, and cussing each other to the max. Shandra climbs on top of the table and screams as loud as she can: "STOP!" Obviously, that didn't work. When Sam manages to make a deep, straight cut to Julian's face, the girl can feel the anger and sadness taking over him. That should be one of the side effects of that blood fusion. Still standing on the piece of furniture, she begins to speak louder than the sounds of the fight:

She groaned when she heard her sister shouting unintelligible things through the door. "FUCK OFF" Damon roared out, knowing his mate didn't want either of them in there or their scents anywhere near his nest. He glanced at the sheets with a grimace. "If I promise to wear all of your clothes in one go and rub my body against the new sheets, do you think we can change those because I really don't know if I can climb into that bed again while they are still on there" he begged. He would do anything for his mate but getting into that bed with the same sheets on there made him feel ill.

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.

He looked directly at me. My face stared back. My eyes. My nose. My mouth. But twisted into the kind of anger I barely recognized, or ever felt. "You see now?" the other me asked, never loosening his grip on Susan's throat. "You see what she made you believe about yourself?" Susan followed his gaze, her terrified eyes landing on me. "Don't listen to him, Damon. You fucking bastard! You raped ME!!." The bizarre situation was making my legs weak. "She's very good," my doppelganger said conversationally. "And you are too stupid." His fingers tightened around Susan's throat. "

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

"Perfect timing. Once I'm done with Serena, you're next." He raised the silver blade and charged. After that, everything blurred. Somewhere far away, I heard the clash of steel and desperate snarls. I didn't know how long I slept. I dreamed a strange dream. In the dream, I was a Luna — an Alpha's mate. My Alpha lavished me with gold and jewels, spending the pack's wealth recklessly just to see me smile. I watched the treasures pile up in my chambers and felt a creeping unease. This was the beginning of ruin. I couldn't stand by while my Alpha destroyed everything.

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!

“Selena, please…” I lifted the knife to my palm. “No—” “Whether divorced or not,” I whispered, “our bond ends here. May I die if I ever return to you, Damian Hale. May my ancestors turn in their graves if I ever go back on my word.” And I slashed. Blood splattered, dripping down my wrist and onto the sheets. “Selena—please—” he begged, voice breaking. But my heart was already scorched to ash. “Give me your hand, Damian.”

I will see you soon and make you mine. I spat on him, and he slapped me hard. Oh, I do love this kind of foreplay, he laughed unhinged. Psychopath, I said after he left. I looked around, but there was nothing to help me get out of these chains. I started crying, thinking about how dumb I was to leave alone. Nolan will be so mad at me. Domus is attacking Hunter’s pack… I cried and fell asleep. Commotion at the door, and it opened to see Salem.

“He was. I’m not sure how he got in there, though.” “Weird.” Shrugging, she decided it didn’t really matter. “So anyway, Holland was gone again, but she’d been working with this creepy bastard in Eastern Europe--Daunator. Even though he’d been basically dormant for a few hundred years, he was pissed at that point and started making an army of Shadow Creepers. Of course, at the time, no one knew what those were. So my parents took a team over there to get rid of him. They blew him up with a grenade, but my mom fell off a mountain--and apparently she died for a few minutes or something. But Jamie brought her back, and that’s when my dad found out she was pregnant with me and my brother.”