The Doomslayer Novels & Stories

"No. I messed up. Completely. Until now I've been playing submissive by his rules. But if I want to beat him, I need to change the game entirely." "You sound like a secret agent. And how exactly are you planning to do that?" "He thrives on control. I'm going to make him lose it. Completely." Greta looked at me, half confused, half entertained. "You know I'm on your side, but honestly? Burning him down sounds easier." I laughed. "You're so dramatic." She stayed with me until late evening. We watched horror movies and ate an obscene amount of junk food. We put the subject of Axel aside for the night, and I was grateful. I wouldn't have survived another conversation about him.

"I will never let you take over. If you want my body, kill me first." In the heart of a dark dimension, Sylas' spectral form seethed with frustration. He hadn't expected Homer's soul to be this resilient. Even imprisoned, Homer refused to yield. And with Sylas short on time, he could only manipulate Homer's left hand, which Landon had already stopped. Realizing this, Sylas roared. Dark energy surged, forming countless tendrils that merged into a sharp blade aimed at Homer. "Homer, this is the Soul Crusher Edge. I'll give you one last chance. Surrender total control, or I'll pierce your soul and obliterate you!"

The door clicked open and I blinked as light flooded the tiny dungeon. Alpha Isaac. “Did you really think I was going to just let you leave like that? All these years I’ve kept you safe and well looked after. This is how you think it’s ok to repay me?” He was furious to say the least. I tried my best to hold back the tears but I was afraid, my body trembled as he stepped towards me. Standing only a few metres from my side. “You disgust me.” He spat in my face and forced me to my knees. The pain making me cry out loudly, causing him to then slap me around the face.

"I knew she would freak out," Death says from behind me in an I-Told-You-So sort of tone "Freak out? You just pulled me through a flipping mirror!" I scream at him, as I cross my arms tightly over my chest "I don't have short-term memory loss, I know what I did," he says snottily, crossing his arms back at me "Why I outta," I lift my fist taking a step towards him "Alright, violence will do nothing," a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess.

I ordered Osiris. ‘I need you back at the hospital NOW!’ I linked Selene. ‘They’re going to tear him apart! Linking Selene was the only thing I could think to do beyond barricading the room. I could hear the wolves on the other side tearing through the hospital. Their enraged voices drowning out Lucas’s as he fought to restore order. Lucas was an Alpha, but Selene was an assassin. She was trained to take on multiple targets, many of whom would be larger than her. I hadn’t given her any details in my rush to get her to the hospital, but I trusted my friend would bring enough of her specially trained warriors to subdue the angry mob.

" There was only one man who could destroy him. And that was he, himself." . Dread settles in the werewolf Castle. With no one saying anything. Thaneos' eyes are fixed on his little dove, which is laid dead in his arms. The eyes he saw his world in were closed. Not moving. The body he had worshiped, the skin he had kissed ,each and every inch of it looked dark like it was burned. " No...wake up...wake up...you...you can't leave me! Wake up dammit!"

He punched him hard making him fall to the ground. He knelt and beat him up, let out all his anger and frustration on him. "Stop Adam. You will kill him. He doesn't deserve death. He should taste the slap of Karma. Leave him." Kelly said with a cold voice. Adam stooped when he heard her voice. Her voice has a different effect on her. Always had and always will. "You are no longer my friend, Liam. I.." He stopped and wiped the salty tears from the back of his hand.

“No matter whose bitch you are, those who block me will die!” With another roar, Halston slashed down at Thea with the Chaos Honlarne Sword. Suddenly, a sword energy spanning tens of thousands of light-years descended, destroying everything in its path, causing the entire Doom Realm to tremble. However, just when all the Doom Race powerhouses thought this sword would obliterate everything, the expected explosions and collapses did not occur. When they came to their senses, they saw an illusory large hand, shining with purple-gold light, grasping the falling blue Sword Energy above Thea’s head.

Regardless of their misfortunes, Abbadon picked up his trust and faithfulness. "Sire, they have arrived," one of the followers informed them. Abbadon smiled wickedly as she walked past them. "Let's greet our guests." A black dress covered her body as she walked towards the tunnel connecting the temple to the outside of the mountain. When she came out of the mountain, Abbadon's smile grew wider when she spotted Judah standing among the werewolves and daemons. He was wielding the second fragment of the Sword of the Doombringer, a weapon that she specifically created to destroy the world when it was in its completed form. But even when it was in its incompleted world, it still could cause destr

“We have everything we need. But the creature… it’s absorbed too many souls. It’s stronger than anything we’ve faced.” Damien’s eyes burned crimson. “Then we end it. Together.” The Final Assault The fusion creature smashed through the chamber entrance like a nightmare given form. It was a towering abomination — a grotesque amalgamation of hundreds of infected. Faces of their lost loved ones pressed against its skin: Elara, Viktor, Tyler, Marcus, Mia, Professor Alden, and dozens more. It moved with unnatural intelligence, screaming in a chorus of stolen voices. “You cannot have them!” it roared. “They belong to the Rage!”