Doomsday Novels & Stories

said Damon sadly . " It isn't damon we need to take it seriosuly we have just a little time left " answered back Cynthia . " hmmm." sighed Damon staring at the moon . " And I am 15 now ." said Cynthia softly . " The blood moon is in 20 days ." added Damon . " I don't know whats gonna happen ." said Cynthia . " Of course nothing to worry about I am gonna die ...you are more powerful you already know it " said Damon . " Damon i don't know a thing ...I just gotta know what i am just a day ago and what my motive is ." snapped Cynthia .

“What is this?” “That’s what killed him,” he said, his voice trembled. “H-He said if I got into trouble, I just have to…to go there.” The detective flipped the card and saw two words engrossed on it in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM His eyebrows furrowed, frustration creeping in. His head began to throb as he looked away. “Thanks for this, Mate,” he said and hopped on his car, never casting a glance again on the guy.

“So you’ve come all this way and you’re just going to leave?” “I don’t know what else we can do, darling. They’re calling it ‘Black Tuesday’ in the papers,” he explained. “Typically, the thick billowing smoke in the skies rises. There’s some kind of weather anomaly today—what did they call it?”. He glanced away, staring blankly at the water-beaded shower curtain encircling them, trying to remember the exact term. “Temperature inversion.” “So?”

Their combined power ignited into an unstoppable force, a surge of celestial and elemental energy colliding with Kaelvor in an instant. His agonized scream barely echoed before his form was consumed—reduced to nothing but ashes, scattered in the wind. The silence that followed was deafening. I had just witnessed the impossible—the fall of a god. But the battle wasn’t over. The three red moons still loomed overhead, growing even brighter, their crimson glow painting the sky in an eerie light. A new dread settled over me. “Goddess, the doomsday has arrived earlier than the prophecy foretold,” my mother whispered, her voice trembling as she turned to the Moon God

There was a letter on his desk. If he hadn't been a firm non-believer, he might have screamed on the spot. When he opened it and read the contents, a chill ran down his spine. Then, just as quickly, he let out a short laugh. Another one. People claiming the world was ending, disasters piling up, society collapsing, everyone doomed… They saw all kinds of things here. Some confessed the moment the handcuffs went on. Others came in rambling about supernatural powers, claiming they could speak to gods. All they needed was 50 pounds of oil and grain as an offering, and on New Year's Eve, the gods would send down an ark and give them a ticket off this planet.

Our child never even got the chance to see the world! "Where were you? Out celebrating another woman's birthday! You couldn't even be bothered to look at my critical condition notice! "And now you're here, talking about disappointment? The one he should be disappointed in is you! You're completely unworthy of being a father!"

Their combined power ignited into an unstoppable force, a surge of celestial and elemental energy colliding with Kaelvor in an instant. His agonized scream barely echoed before his form was consumed—reduced to nothing but ashes, scattered in the wind. The silence that followed was deafening. I had just witnessed the impossible—the fall of a god. But the battle wasn’t over. The three red moons still loomed overhead, growing even brighter, their crimson glow painting the sky in an eerie light. A new dread settled over me. “Goddess, the doomsday has arrived earlier than the prophecy foretold,” my mother whispered, her voice trembling as she turned to the Moon God

Jasper Eaton decides to ditch me at the altar just so he can meet up with Wendy Klein, his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him when he almost got crippled five years ago. All the guests are stunned, to say the least. I can only tug at Jasper's hem of his shirt while trying very hard to keep my expression intact. "Can you please stay with me now?" Mixed feelings cross his eyes, but he soon wrenches my hand off him, finger by finger. At the same time, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I need to ask Wendy why she was so heartless to me back then." Amid the crowd's shocked gasps and murmurs, Jasper leaves without even looking back. My dad, who has a bad heart, trembles violent

Another image appeared with the date written across the top. DECEMBER 2. "Day Zero." Then the date changed to NOVEMBER 25. Seven days before. Then another one appeared. NOVEMBER 18. Another seven. Sharon's eyes went wide. "The apocalypse is moving backwards." "Exactly." Alex's expression turned dark. Evelyn smiled. "Every time you change something, the timeline corrects itself." Sharon shook her head. "It doesn't make sense." "It doesn't have to." The screen changed to show Sharon's storage room.

"Want to tell me what happened in there? It seems you understand what he was talking about?" "He is fucked in the head." "Kael, I am serious." Kael wipes his lips before he steps closer and watches me at arms length. "Doomsblood is coming for us all. He discriminates every living being, a reckoning force that kills all that breathes. For the twins to be here, it means Hunters and their witches must have been wiped out. I fear we are the last living supernatural beings in this realm." "What do you mean by us?"