Doom X Warhammer 40k Novels & Stories

They were death among life. Sunken eyes, rotting flesh, armor made of dragon hide. Death didn’t hide the fact they were generals. High-ranking ones from wars long gone. She understood, or at least guessed, at how they got the name. It was nightmarish to behold. Shivers shook her frame, dotting her flesh with goosebumps. Their mere presence triggered images of dark deeds, inflicting paralyzing fear. Evrah shook herself free of it, but she didn’t know how long she had been frozen in place. She dropped to her knees, checking the scene before she made her move.

I said. " don't you see the more we hit the more its grow" I yelled. Lex looked at me then the beast "I won't go easy on you." He smirked removing fire all over his body I saw wings coming out of his body. Growing long nails like he was transforming into something. He flue to the beast pouring fire into its eyes. Before the beast could get its site back, lex deged the bone inside it heart and the beast became dust. We all stared in amusement. Lex was very good in swords and I nice fighter and he knew how to use his power perfectly well.

Deep inside, there was only emptiness. Why were Mommy and Daddy sad? Wasn't this what they wanted? They didn't have to worry about me anymore. They could have another child and live a happy life without fearing a cursed soul like me would ruin everything. Out of the blue, Mommy began pounding the coffin in a frenzy. Her hands were cut open by the nails, blood oozing in shocking streaks. "I didn't know. I swear I didn't know… Oh, Adam, my boy!"

"Your taste is truly unique, going for a woman in her fifties. You two can spend the rest of your lives in prison. I'll even arrange for you two to be together in the same cell. That's how kind I am." Danny was so furious that his eyes turned red as blood trickled down. After the last arrest, they had treated his eyes. While he was a little better, his vision would never fully recover. His muscles locked tight as he roared, "You witch! You're all witches! All of you played me!" Just like I expected, the second he saw "Ruby", he broke through his restraints and punched her straight in the eye. The acid burns had not healed, and with that blow, her damaged skin peeled away and fell down.

“Well, she’s not a problem anymore, her soul was a rich sacrifice to him–“ X screamed. Not a yell. Not a battle cry. A scream. One that told of pent up rage, guilt and maddening anger. Half of the throne room was blown apart and I was blown away. X was already launching at his father with murderous rage in those blindingly white eyes. His sword exploded with white light As he yelled his annihilation spell. “Antaroq Eznon Dymor!”

My lips flew open and a resounding growl left my lips from the pain I felt. “Who took her?” I growled “I don't know but they have a tattoo of a trident on their arms, and they said something about payback time,” Instantly, I froze dead on my spot. For an unbelievable second, I couldn't move a muscle. Dami’s words punctured my heart further. They weren't rogues. They are from the Hades Pack. An enemy pack outside the walls of my territory.

“If destruction is what you choose, I will gladly deliver it.” He turned instantly, riding back toward his monstrous army with Brakk at his side. The rogues howled in anticipation, and the thunder of their feet violently shook the ground as they began to mobilize. Behind us, Harold and Rowland raised their voices, rallying their warriors. The united packs roared in response…two armies merging into one, driven by survival, vengeance, and a newfound unity. But Domanek’s power was already poisoning the air. And the war that followed… was nothing short of hell.

The Witch King did not dare to look up at him. The fake emperor’s eyes were narrowed into slits with a glint of coldness flashing within. “Relay my decree! Central Warzone Master Baron Von Doom, Northern Warzone Master Caestus Rembrandt, Eastern Warzone Master Gaia Amatsu, and the Third, Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh War Gods are to leave five million troops to confront the Lycantroops marching from the west! “In this battle, victory is the only option!” The imperial guards immediately sent out the orders.

A storm bursts outside, wind whipping through the open hall. And Kael — Kael stands pale and stiff, his speech drowned by thunder. Somewhere in the back, wolves argue about omens. Others walk out. Mira grins. “The Goddess herself rejected them.” I slide the tablet away. “Let her handle it then. I’m not part of that story anymore.” --- Night deepens. We have another meeting scheduled — this time not with opportunists. Alpha Doom. Even saying his name feels heavy. He’s the kind of Alpha parents warn their pups about — one who built power on ruins, who never forgives betrayal. He doesn’t collaborate. He consumes.

Doom complained, coughed as if going to vomit; he was crawling on the ground, panting like running for his life. "Well, on my first time, I puked my intestines." "Was that supposed to make me feel better?" Doom said in between his coughing. "You didn't die. Stop being dramatic. Besides, no one forced you to do it. I can leave you here if you keep on complaining," I said sternly. Well, Doom's using his blessings out of nowhere too. So, this was for all the pranking he'd done to me. Doom stood straight and heaved a huge sigh. He scanned the place and realized we were in the Pixie Realm.