Mortals Of The Doom Novels & Stories

“And what of our other allies? Have they replied to our request?” “Yes my friend, several have replied though none will come. I am afraid that we are on our own and there is no hope to win this battle. The leader of the damned creatures, Mortem has over five hundred thousand vampires at his command. This is a fight we have not faced before. Odds that we dared not dream of.” My father explained with a heavy sigh, his eyes no longer radiating as they had only minutes before.

For a moment they stared into the gate of hell, and listened to the beautiful melody of screaming souls. One by one, the hooded figures baptized themselves on the lake of fire. They jumped to their death, screaming with delight. Souls were burned under the red smoldering pool of damnation. However, some were too afraid and had to be comforted by the others. Soon, they were all convinced and reluctantly joined in. Some drank the liquid fire. Others breathed sulfur that lingered in the smoke. Some just dipped their bodies, like a normal bath. Their old flesh was no more, but their souls remained. And God lifted them up out the pool, with their bodies anew.

"Well, not all souls are half-hearted about reaping. Some of them are thankful that we ended their suffering—albeit their destination was hell, they're still grateful. And every time I meet souls with this kind of behavior, it makes me think that my class is not as bad as everyone sees it. Besides, we never kill, we just reap—it's just fetching them and bringing them to their destination," "But have you met a soul who doesn't want to go with you?" I leaned forward. "I guess thousands, most of them—with a great negotiation, they will go with us. Some are naughty enough to run away from us, which most of them ended up being an evil entity, especially when demons tried to win over them." Doom e

Eyeless sockets stared eerily as they marched closer. Callie knew about them. They were part of Mammon’s army of the dead. They used to be men that made deals with him to win wars and now served him for eternity as payment. All three of them had crowns on their helmets signifying they were all once kings. Nadia didn’t hesitate and started throwing energy blast at one of the skeleton soldiers. Nicholas fought one off with his axe and with Bishop. Matthias joined the fight and made the earth rumble, causing the last skeleton to fall. Aubrey threw a potion at the fallen skeleton and whatever it was started eating through its armor and bones.

DOOM : our king don't give a shit about gold and treasures. AHMET whispered to ANGY ,JIVA and ROSY to make a distance between them and the group to cover them. AHMET : okay lead the way to treasures. DOOM was surprised. The little demon : ok sir (she was happy) She leaded the way into an abandoned castle, she pointed with her finger into this castle. AHMET ordered DOOM JIVA and GLORY to stay with her and he entered the castle alone. It was weird because the castle was empty but when he entered the basement, a magic cercle was in the middle, he approached to examine it , but the castle exploded.

I have a very worried Anastasia staring at me; now I know what the poor girl is thinking; she is wondering what does 'cleansing of the mortals' means. Well it means, the strongest shall survive, for the darkness shall unleash every creature that nightmares are made of. And these creatures prey on the lives of mortals; they range from taking their souls to ripping the very thing that beats which keeps them alive. These creatures shall eliminate those who are too weak to be part of the perfect mortal race.

The room was empty and looked like a tornado had run through it. "What are they looking for," I questioned curiously, lifting an empty dresser drawer out of our way. Both men shrugged and continued to the open door. Samson peeked around down the hall and waved us forward. We all hurried down the hall and kneel down at the top of the stairs to see Mortas tied to a chair below surrounded by men in all matte black armor. One of the pricks was about to saw off Mortas's single horn. "That's a great insult for us demons," Dane whispered sadly. I gritted my teeth and stood.

I have a very worried Mirabelle staring at me; now I know what the poor girl is thinking; she is wondering what does 'cleansing of the mortals' means. Well it means, the strongest shall survive, for the darkness shall unleash every creature that nightmares are made of. And these creatures prey on the lives of mortals; they range from taking their souls to ripping the very thing that beats which keeps them alive. These creatures shall eliminate those who are too weak to be part of the perfect mortal race.

Mortis clapped like an excited toddler. “Oh! Boss, should I tell him—” “Mortis,” Fernando hissed, “no.” But it was too late. Mortis beamed at me. “He blew up the cars of the Dons while they were inside because they hurt you and the boss—” “Mortis,” Fernando growled, half-standing, murder glinting in his eyes. But the world around me had already gone cold. “You… what?” My voice cracked on the last word.

Her green hair served as a covering for her nakedness, covering up her breasts and feminine folds. “Shut up!” Doom snapped, and he too came out of the dark. He was a giant man, with shiny golden skin and broad shoulders and chest—much bigger than Mischief. He was three times her size, and he didn’t know how the books said they were together, but he wasn’t here to figure that out. He was here to make a request. “I am a pusher of boundaries, and so I would say, six months.” “What’s six months?” Doom asked, looking a little clueless about it all.