Secret War Dr Doom Novels & Stories

“What’s with that thing that you can slap my hands for that—” “This is a dangerous one. So don’t touch it.” “Is this related to something that could kill my life?” He nodded. “Yeah.” His eyes widened as he looked upon his watch flickering in a red colored light. “I gotta go.” “W-Wait! I still have many questions—” “Save those for later. I’ll pick you up after school.” “Hey! Wait! I will skip sch—” And again he just disappeared in a speed of light without me seeing him. I don’t know what’s happening to Doom but it’s really concerning me. Plus the fact that I still have many questions about him.

"That means he holds a secret he cannot allow anyone to discover. And whatever that secret is, Hailey and Keegan must have stumbled onto it." A sharp light flashed in his eyes. He struck the desk with his palm. "What is the greatest secret in the apocalypse? Resources." He leaned forward. "The massive shipment missing from Volmart… It's in his hands. And he is hiding it with some kind of spatial ability!"

We all have secrets. The first real secret I ever had began when I was nine years old. I’m not talking about when someone tells you something and you keep it to yourself—it’s more like when you know something or have seen something that no one else has, and telling someone about it takes away from your pleasure, from your secret. Now, I’m not going to talk about my secret eleven years ago. I’m going to talk about my biggest secret of all time. Back when I was sixteen years old.

About as surreal as the fact she’d just allowed herself to be swept away by a sensual hunger she’d only barely begun to acknowledge. The master suite led off the living room, and beyond that, the master bathroom. Soft dove-gray walls softened the black-and-gray marble vanity tops and black-tiled floor. Blair placed her pack on the vast spread of marble as Draco reached inside the massive shower stall to turn on the water. His task complete, he turned back to face Blair. Even without the evidence of his arousal against his trousers she could tell by the look on his face that he wanted her again. He framed her face with his large hands and kissed her, softly this time, taking his time to play

He said giddily and giggled when everyone laughed at him. “You scared us Deagan,” Amaya revealed when they stopped laughing at his ridiculous behaviour. “Mayaaa, it was so scary! It was like everything was in slow motion, one moment I’m riding through the woods on my unicorn and the next Zoey came at me with a pole, and then I was flying.” They held in their laughter at his delusion, he sounded so serious. “Why Zoey?” Madelyn asked confusedly. “Cause she’s stupid and she’s up to something. I think she’s trying to kill me so that she can take over my company.” He whispered the last part as if someone were eavesdropping on him.

He whispered in my hair as his embrace around me became tighter. I hugged back starting to cry in his arm. He let go of me and told Damion to take care of me. Damions protective arm landed on my shoulders and tears slid down my face. The pack doctors alarm on his watch started beeping as Jackson started screaming. Screaming that was so painful to hear I covered my ears with my hands. Trying to push it out of my head as much as possible. First shift was always painful no matter what. It happened so quickly I yelled when his wolf form came to life. And that's when the chaos started.

In the past three years, thanks to Doomsday, he had worked his butt off to grow into the best secret agent in the military intelligence division. “When are we leaving, Master?" the young man asked with clenched fists. Monster kept him in suspense. “What you’re about to do this time is going to be completely different from what you’re doing at the military intelligence division now. Doomsday Organization not only has the world’s top secret service department but also the world’s most high-end biochemical weapons. Furthermore, they have excellent leadership skills. The danger you’re about to face—” There was a look of determination in the young man’s eyes. "Whether I live or die doesn’t matter

he murmured. “What do you mean?” I asked, dread pooling in my stomach. He looked at me, the weight of years of secrets evident in his gaze. “Elena, there’s something I need to show you.” We drove in silence, the city blurring past as we headed to a location unknown to me. Dominic’s grip on the steering wheel was tight, his knuckles white. Finally, we arrived at a secluded building on the outskirts of the city. He led me inside, down a series of corridors, until we reached a locked door. With a key from around his neck, he unlocked it, revealing a room filled with files, photographs, and documents.

Tom and Amber didn’t know that the secret house had been raided by Joseph, who couldn’t wait to get his hand on solid evidence because there seemed to be none. He also got information that Tom had Lawrence lodging in one of their expensive rooms when he came to Chicago. “There is something they are all hiding and that will be exposed when I send this to the press”, he bellowed as he entered the secret house after breaking down the lock through the help of an expert. He searched every nook and cranny, found the artwork and another copy of the contract they both signed.

James nodded and said, “I heard that the Dooms will be having a gathering ten million years from now. I heard something about five people in a team and that the victor will receive a Chaos Sacred Lotus.” Dahlia shook her head and said, “I don’t know. I never heard about this. Maybe the Dooms have only just spread the news.” James said, “Use the Heaven-Eradicating Sect’s intelligence to investigate the matter.” “Sure, of course.” Dahlia nodded and hurriedly left to investigate the matter.