The Doomslayer Novels & Stories

His eyes directed to his clients and to his horror, he saw them piled up creating a big mountain, blood poured over their dead bodies. Samael’s menacing laugh echoed in the room, his figure looming on the walls as he went out from the side, dragging his long dark cloak. He faced Lucas to meet his eyes and slowly lifted his hand, marbles of flames flow through it dropping to the pile of corpse, creating an enormous fire towering over Lucas as he watched from where he stood screaming but making no sound.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

She does not allow Celeste to mingle with other people who do not belong to their status. "Quit befriending him. You don't want him to get hurt right?" Her imposing aura is dominating the living room. She immediately turned her back and left Celeste astounded. Celeste's mom is Wensly Simeon-Klatt. Wensly is the third among the Simeon's siblings. She married Dawson Klatt when she was only twenty-two because of an arranged marriage. The gorgeous matriarch of the Klatts is a strong-willed woman. She is vicious and sometimes hideous because she wanted her husband to be the most favored among the Klatts.

My lips flew open and a resounding growl left my lips from the pain I felt. “Who took her?” I growled “I don't know but they have a tattoo of a trident on their arms, and they said something about payback time,” Instantly, I froze dead on my spot. For an unbelievable second, I couldn't move a muscle. Dami’s words punctured my heart further. They weren't rogues. They are from the Hades Pack. An enemy pack outside the walls of my territory.

“Earis will destroy the world after the death of a dragon and a newborn! The hunters will bring Carnage unlike any we've ever seen before and your perfect Luna will lead us to our deaths!” A loud static ringing buzzed inside my head. HXP protocol from the hunters, checked. Dragon, checked. Soon to be newborn, checked! WE'RE DOOMED!

She dragged my body through the floor, pulled me back into the nightmare and shut the door behind me. “Who are you?” I gagged while stuttering. She crouched down and pinned her hand on my forehead. “Your doom.” Her sweet yet mocking voice rang in my ears, as life slipped from me and the world burned into darkness.

Someone from the doom squad transformed into a white creature which looks like a dragon but has no wings as Theo approached him. Theo made an attempt to punch the creature but it dodged and use its head to hit Theo as he crashed to the ground, giving him some bruises on his knees Theo staggered back on his feet and made to hit the creature again but it head-butted him and punched him so hard that he suspended in the air and hit his back against a tree. “Quit playing with him him and finish him already.” Gomok ordered and the doom squad marched towards Theo. Theo stood on his feet and he immediately turned and started running. He ran with the little strength left in him with the hope of getti

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

I put the gun against the back of his head as he bent down to retrieve Dillinger’s gun. “Down,” I said and he went flat on the ground. I put the Jericho back in the holster and took the Karambit out. I pulled his head backward and brought the knife slowly to the front. “Jericho,” he groaned. “The Karambit, best damn slicer in the world,” I said and cut his throat. The gaping wound made gurgling sounds as his breath escaped through his windpipe and I let his head fall forward. I wiped the blade on his shirt and put it back on my belt holster.

But after years of repeated pregnancies, my body was weak and fragile. He easily grabbed my neck and slowly crushed my windpipe. He told me that the daughter who had been sent away had already died of illness long ago. Everything went black before my eyes, and I violently coughed up blood and died. After my death, he threw my and my daughter's corpses into the wilderness to be devoured by hungry wolves. He then ceremoniously married Briar, who was five months pregnant. Damien was focused on getting sons to inherit the throne, but I learned that I had awakened the Creator Goddess bloodline after my death, and my daughters would have inherited ancient power to end this apocalypse.