Mortals Of The Doom Novels & Stories

That was it. "Axel refuses to kill me. He sent a hybrid - half witch and half wolf - to take me to him." Noelle said. "But Mira stopped me from walking into his trap. Instead..." Her eyes whelmed with tears. Instead, her friends became the prey of that killing machine. "That wolf, is called Doom." She said. "He is addicted to the stench of death, and now that he had a whiff of it, everyone is in danger."

Some mortals even worked for immortals as guides or managed island-wide formations themselves. This surprised Adrian, as such a situation would be unthinkable in the Southern Forest. Even though mortals lacked spiritual energy, they could follow instructions to place essence stones according to formation patterns after being taught a few steps. While these formations might not deter beasts, they were effective against natural disasters. For instance, during a tsunami, Adrian believed that without these formations, mortals would likely perish. Moreover, without immortals, these mortals would be defenseless against beast attacks. This interdependence fostered a mutually beneficial relationship

"But why did you all elaborate such a complicated plan? If you only switched the will and put Mexdoxa's name, there would have been no need for all this nonsense. " " We did switch the will but there is one detail I have not mentioned. Only the wolf that resulted in an Alpha and his mate fusion could interact with the pack. Only Madoxe's wolf could be viewed as the Alpha." " So the man that contacted me was Madoxe, who was posing as Madoxe after Mezdoxa who had paused as Madoxe died. " "Since nobody felt his death, he didn't have the choice but to take over. "

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

Guevarra’s liposuction. “Welcome back, Ginger,” Dr. Guevarra said with a smile on her face. “Are you ready to remove your bandage and see the result of your new appearance?” “Finally! I get to see the new me literally,” Ginger said. “And Ginger had already died three months ago. It’s Lucy Solace now.” “Well, that’s a nice name, Lucy,” Dr Guevarra said while gently removing Ginger’s bandage, and once removed, she handed over a mirror to Ginger.

The elder vampire turned around, with the gun still in his hand, and pulled the trigger. Mason's eyes widened and he gasped as the vervain bullet pierced through his skin and became lodged in his chest. He staggered back and fell to the ground, unmoving. Harley screamed as Demitri pulled the trigger two more times to triple the dosage of vervain; making it impossible for Mason to break through.

An inch closer would drive me to my death. Again. “Watch your words.” He warned. I swallowed, fluttering my lashes in hidden fear. “What… do.. you..want?” I stammered with a trembling voice. “The world is greatly drowning in the malevolency of the evil ones.” He began. “Due to this, a special group of people have been appointed to send souls beyond redemption to hell.” That was the longest he had spoken. “So, I've been appointed to send souls to their doom?” He ignored my question, but I asked again regardless. “How do I even do that?”