How Does Doma Die Novels & Stories

Dom exclaimed excitedly, his voice was loud, though, tight with worry. I groaned as I tried to shift my body away a bit, "How long have I been out?" I rasped, my voice was barely above a whisper. Dom exhaled slowly, hesitated for a minute, then he said, "It's been three days, boss." His voice was heavy with concern. I blinked sharply, "What?" I snapped. “Three days?” I gasped. Dom swallowed hard, "You died actually. The doctor brought you back and they had to look for a blood donor, because the cocaine drained the life out of you." Dom explained.

I throw up the contents of my entire breakfast, hunched over as bright red droplets of my blood begin to mix in. The door bursts open, brutally hitting the wall with force. My head throbs in excruciating pain and I can barley keep my balance when a warm hand touches my shoulder. I freeze in place, praying it's not Zull somehow come back to life, but I know that touch and the relief I feel is overwhelming. I let myself stumble to the floor, exhausted and disoriented. "You did it, my love. You killed the demon." Dominic says in a whisper. I manage to look up and his expression changes.

The moment she left; we stood up, and he led us to the back, hands where I saw the casket, who died and why didn’t he care, why did someone else bother that I am here. “What’s going on?” I whispered against my breath when he held my hand softly, he led me further toward the casket when I caught a glimpse of what it was, that’s when I stopped in my tracks. No. He killed him; he killed Damon. Wait, why did he come for his funeral then; who was Damon to him? “Who is he to you?” I whispered, my fingers shaking softly when I looked at him. “He doesn’t deserve your tears, Aurora.” Dominic muttered darkly before he leaned in to wipe my tears. “It was long overdue for him to die, and now he is gone.

She closed the door, turned and leaned against the door. Her legs soon gave way as she sank to the floor. Is this how I'm going to die? Killed by my own plot? What a pathetic way to die! She could feel an immense burn on her leg. It had begun spreading. She used her last remaining strength to adjust her position, so she was lying on her back whilst facing the ceiling. As her mind blanked out, she oddly thought of the last person she thought she would. Damien. ..... Meanwhile, Damien was in his meeting room, currently holding a meeting with Alpha's of the neighboring packs. At first, he could focus on the meeting, but as time passed, he suddenly began to feel restless. He lost focus and had t

If he died, she was truly alone in a world full of predators like Julian and Fuhad. Dominic let out a low, dark chuckle that turned into a ragged cough. His grip on her sweater tightened for a brief second, his face inches from hers in the glowing light of the burning mansion. "Let them come... I will burn the whole world before I let anyone take you from me." His eyes slowly rolled back, his massive 6'4" frame going completely limp as he collapsed face-first into the cold, wet moss, his large hand remaining locked around her wrist even in total unconsciousness.

“What the hell happened in here?” Dad’s voice slices through the room, and we spring apart like we just got caught making out behind the bleachers or something. His eyes go straight to Dom—shirtless, bleeding—and then to me, way too close, like the air still hasn’t settled. The whole thing probably looked exactly like it felt. My heart’s going nuts in my chest. Dom adds, quickly pulling his shirt from the back of the chair, "Construction accident." “She was just helping with the bandage,” she says.

My baby… no, I couldn’t let this happen. Just as the needle was about to pierce my skin, the sound of a door slamming open reverberated through the room. “Drop everything right now!” Dominic’s voice thundered, sharp and commanding. My head snapped toward the door, and relief washed over me as I saw Dominic storm in with his men, their guns raised and aimed. Joanna froze, her face draining of color. “Dominic…” she breathed, her confidence faltering. “Step away from her,” Dominic growled, his eyes blazing with fury. He didn’t wait for a response. In one swift motion, he raised his gun and fired a shot. The doctor crumpled to the ground, his syringe clattering out of his hand.

“Safe trip.” “Thank you, darling.” The line went off and the man sighed. “Nothing ever goes well for this man.” The cab driver suddenly spat with a disgusted face. “Karma’s sure taking it hard with him.” His statement drove a million knives into my heart. He turned his radio on and increased the volume. “Reporting live from the Dekoms headquarters.. Sir Rapheal Dekoms has apparently collapsed at his own welcome party and is currently being rushed to the hospital..” This is all my fault!

,the relief she was okay hit and I could barely link back. "take care of our beauty",I fell and heard my warriors rush in yelling my name. I was lifted and the men gasped at all my bullet wounds. I was shot a lot. "alpha she escaped but is bleeding profusely she will not make it. Hold on brother ",my eyes shut and I couldn't open them. Dominic pov I'm in the hallway when Damon is brought in bloody and barely breathing. He doesn't respond or react to stimuli and I feel fear hit. He hasn't seen our pups and Hannah doesn't know we may lose him.

I am quivering and lightheaded by the time Gabriel pulls his cock from my ass and barely remember being lifted off of Domenic, but the gentle kisses as they untie me and wash me up are enough to make my body quake with aftershocks of pleasure and the heightened sensitivity from this evening’s events. Domenic holds me and Gabriel holds him as Domenic whispers to us, “My first and only dom was my Papa…not my birth father, but a family friend. I went to live with him when I was seventeen. I saw how he looked at other men and I knew I looked at men the same way. I didn’t tell him until I was nineteen and he asked if I found him attractive because he had noticed how attractive I had become as I m