Mortals Of The Doom Novels & Stories

"Don't be scared. As long as you need me, I'll be there. But your parents went too far today. You've basically blown things up with them. What are you going to do next?" Charlie wasn't wrong. Part of me wanted to cut them off forever, but I knew Mom too well. She would never stop stirring up trouble. "I'll figure it out as I go," I said quietly. After I moved into the new place, my parents and David bombarded me with calls and messages. I blocked every single one of them. In my previous life, around this time, my legs had rotted beyond saving, and I died in that house. This time, I just wanted to live my life and enjoy each day.

"Oh, right. The remodeling contractor is coming by today to sign the contract. Make sure you have the 150 thousand dollars ready. We can't put off remodeling our future home." 150 thousand dollars? The number blared in my head like an alarm. I turned toward the phone on the nightstand on autopilot. October 30th, 2064. 8:17 am. My stomach dropped. The date, the time, Leo's words, even the look on his face, were exactly the same as that day burned into my memory. October 30th, 2064, was the day before the zombie outbreak. It was also the day Leo used "remodeling our future home" as an excuse to bleed my savings dry.

His eyes flicked toward mine, and for a heartbeat, he forgot how to breathe. “Dragomir has people,” he said. “A network. They collect the bodies. Anyone who dies becomes part of his army, resurrected, reconditioned. He calls them ‘preserved assets.’ It doesn’t happen often. Only when there’s… poisoning, or a violent death.” He tried to sound rational, like any of this made sense. Like what he described wasn’t a slow, quiet apocalypse hidden behind lab coats and clinical trials. They were manufacturing monsters. Selling eternal life in syringes.

" I am Doom! And will forever be Doom, No one crosses my path unless he desired death and chaos, I have been Absorbing Galaxies and Planets for Centuries now, This time when I Lord Doom has finally gain control over this Reality " " Reality will fall "

Their cries had been so piercing that even the Blanc and Noir had avoided them, fearing that their weeping would cloud their judgment and drag them into an endless cycle of grief. And now, before Aria, was the terrifying sight of thousands of them. If Simon were here, perhaps he could withstand it—but only if he had fully awakened. This phenomenon of the Thousand Wails of the Damned was said to have manifested in the mortal world only during times of extreme war and chaos. As Morlock had boasted, this was his manifestation, a battleground where he held all the advantages. Even the most profound arcane arts could not overcome the grievances borne by these earthbound souls.

I can just make out what the Silver Hunters are saying. "Maybe the tower tossed them down here," a man says. He must be referring to Hank and Elena's bodies. "Another spell or trick." "Or not," a woman says. "This whole place is crawling with beasts,” a second man chimes in. “I tell you what. I won’t be an experiment like Ted was. I’m not the first to climb those steps.” “You’ll follow your orders,” the woman growls. “That’s what you’ll do.” I glance back at Damon and Winter, who are staring at me expectantly. “They think there’s something else here besides us. Something dangerous,” I whisper. “We could use that to our advantage.”

Mia watched in trepidation as Carol, armed with a shotgun, cautiously approached the door. Claus, still lying on the couch does not seem worried and it adds to Mia’s concern. Carol is capable of dealing with whatever it is. Just like Claus, Carol was a victim of the beast. She couldn’t leave until she made her 100th kill. Claus was very young when Carol was still active so she took care of him like her son. Now Claus treats her like his mother. was a victim of the beast. She couldn’t leave until she made her 100th kill.

“Never tell even a single soul.“ “We will never tell a single soul.“ Mina lively said. I snapped my finger and the tissue floated and flew to me. Mina's jaw dropped when she saw what happened. “You can make things move?“ She asked, I thought she would get it right away. “I'm a witch.“ They all went silent and blinked a few times. “If you do not want to work for me anymore, I would understand that.“ “No, we understand.“ Lara said and the other two were still shocked. I need to tell them so I could start fixing the house even just the interior design only. “Madam, we are vampires, Danny and Carding could hear us in this distance.“ Mina said which took me back. My guard elevated and move away f

THE MORTAL REALM I'VE HEARD ABOUT the Mortal Realm but I've never been there before. The Mortal Realm is a world where only normal beings exist. No unnatural beings such as werewolves, vampires, or hybrids. It is also known to the people in Aldemore that the people in the Mortal Realm are afraid of unnatural beings, they considered them beastly and dangerous. But Ayla did mention before that not all people in the Mortal Realm are afraid of unnatural beings. Some of them are open-minded, but it still doesn't guarantee the safety of unnatural beings.

“Wha...what the f**k are you!?” I smile evilly. “Come on Mitchy, you know what I am. Anna told you my name.” Mitch shakes his head in disbelief. “No! You’re not real!” “Oh, but I am.” Very real, and very pissed off at the moment. In a poor last ditch effort, Mitch throws the revolver at me which I catch with ease. Mortals are such an embarrassment. I look down at the gun in my hand. “You mortals and your guns...there’s no sport to them...no honor...you can simply mow down hundreds of your pitiful kind by simply pulling a trigger, and send a boatful of souls down to me in a blink of an eye.” I crush the gun in my hand and toss it on the ground before returning my attention to a terrified Mitc