Doomguy Doom Eternal Novels & Stories

He refused to acknowledge that good wouldn’t exist without evil. “Is that the portal to the eternal void of nothingness?” Libulan asked. He calmed down a bit, and had stopped crying. “Yes,” I simply replied. I flicked my hand, and the soul slowly descended into the portal. Libulan watched silently until the soul disappeared from our sight. “It will reach Magwayen’s salakab and there, that man’s soul will forever atone for his sins in that void.”

_____ Chapter 4: The Dance of Dusk and Dawn In the heart of the forest, where moonbeams danced upon the leafy ground and the wind whispered ancient tales, the two eternal adversaries found themselves face to face once more. The setting was familiar, the tension palpable, as Seraphina and Adrian locked eyes in a dance as old as time itself. "Enough," Adrian growled, his voice tinged with weariness as he brushed a hand through his thick, dark fur. "I grow weary of these endless confrontations. Is there no end to this cycle of animosity?"

"Oh, sorry. " "I, being the God of time, had already beheld the end of the world, and trust me, it wasn't like anything mankind ever anticipated. So many infinite schemes of doomsday, it could never be stopped except by the Black Stone. The Black Stone is the most feared object in the whole of 'The Sky Pillars'; where we Gods abide because of the power which it posses, but I had the responsibility of wielding it, even if it was never going to be used. "

After playing for some time, Ned took me by the right hand and looked directly into my eyes, and said; If there is one thing you should never forget at the dawn of each day; if there is one thing you should never forget or if there is one thing you should ever Cherish and continue to nurture is the fact that I love you deeply from my heart. Nothing will change that fact, there is nothing so strong that will break what I have for you, my love for you is till eternity. I love you now, always, and till after death. Well, I have made a promise to give you this( he dipped his hand into his pocket to bring out a ring). The ring has a symbol of infinity. As he placed it in my hand, he told me to ch

Below the line: A contractual fake marriage for one year. Public facing only. No personal obligations beyond what the contract specifies. In exchange I receive the protection of your name, distance from my current family situation, and the legal standing that comes with being your wife. You receive everything I know. All of it. Enough to save your company. He read it once, then he read it again. The room was very quiet. I watched his face with everything I had. Nothing moved in it. Not his jaw, not his eyes, not the line of his mouth. He was the single most controlled human being I had ever sat across from and I had spent years in a room with Ethan Chen who had built his entire personality a

I could sense that because his groans were a bit far from my hearing. I didn’t know what to say, I couldn’t deny that I wanted him to dive into me.. I wanted him to go even deeper. I wanted our body to stitch together or something so he wouldn’t leave me anytime soon. “ Trevor… I really want to cum!!.” “ Hold it back princess.” He said as he kept thrusting. Holding it back wasn’t so easy. My legs were literally shaking heavily, but after a few minutes, he released me and my cum slashed all over the ground.

I grab a condom and wrap it around him, penetrating it, going as deep as I can. - Fuck! - I growl in between as I feel its wetness. - Aaah... - she moans. I start to move my hips, not so fast, trying hard not to end the fun too fast, but it becomes almost impossible when Ella lightly straddles the head of my cock. I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and concentrate. Each thrust becomes more pleasurable, making our moans come together. The sound of my balls hitting her pussy becomes extremely exciting.

He opened it, looked at me with a teasing smile then went outside. "Hey! Reaper!!!" I roared. I gathered the letters and headed outside, and he was already a few blocks away from my unit. "What is wrong with you, Reaper?" "I told you, I have a name," "I don't care; why are you bothering me?" I asked—almost shouted. "Am I?" Doom tightened his jaw, shoulders down almost slouched; eyes were blank and disenchanted. Doom moved away, not even looking back. I felt awful about the sudden drop of Doom's energy. I mean, what was wrong if I called him in his class? Isn't it true that he's a Reaper? What's so offensive about this?

He furrowed his eyebrows before speaking. “I’m going out and don’t forget what I told you.” He was about to leave when I call out to him.” “What’s your name again?” He stopped and for a moment there, I saw something different in his eyes. “It’s Dimitri. Dimitri Sky Hemming.” Sky. Inwardly smile. I remember calling him that the first day we met. “Nice meeting you, Sky.” I smiled. I really don’t like calling him Alpha. His name is so much better.