Victor Von Doom Powers Novels & Stories

This was the pure and innocent love he'd bragged about. See? Karma arrived faster than expected. But on the outside, I still looked calm and worried. After a sigh, I picked up the tablet from the bedside table and opened the news page I had already prepared. I held it in front of him. "That's not the main issue now." The headline and images on the screen were shocking enough to jolt his nerves again. The article twisted everything, portraying Wilson as a man with disturbing fetishes who used his power to force someone into gender reassignment just to satisfy himself.

"We can't let him get away." Sergio's mind raced as he considered their options. "There must be a way to stop him. In a second, it occurred to Claus that almost all technological appliances used electrical supply. It is an elevator and can definitely not work without Electricity.

He had never fought anyone else since he had ascended to the Grandmaster Realm. The first strike he used was the most ruthless ’Eight Skills of Heaven and Earth’. The woman was taken aback when she saw his strike. She swayed her slender hand, and gently lashed out a palm. "Dustin, watch out." Sannuit could not help but exclaim when he saw this scene. He could tell that Dustin would not be able to survive this woman’s strike. Before he finished speaking, Dustin already felt his vision turning blurry. A palm had landed on the top of his head, and he instantly dropped to the ground and fell unconscious.

“I will kill you for this.” That seemed to make Dareon pause. Just for a heartbeat. Then he laughed. Not loud. Not wild. But low and rich and full of twisted delight. “Gods, you really are his,” he said. “So much rage packed into such a beautiful vessel. No wonder my brother fell apart without you.” Dareon crouched near her, resting his elbow on his knee. “Victor is powerful,” he whispered. “Far more powerful than me. But he’s unfit. Unstable. You’ve seen it. He’s losing control. The cursed darkness from the throne has spread too far.”

“I was shocked, maybe Ivan went through something terrible, even other people he didn't fully trust. Our personalities are very different, yet we've been friends for 10 years." Nolan laughed, remembering the past rebelling with Ivan, which he missed. As Jennifer could tell, Nolan was as good to Ivan as his brother. “Ivan is really talented, with only two empty hands, he has gradually become the person who has the power to control all life in the dark world. His ability is both a powerful weapon and something that many people enviously want to destroy. “In his world, there was only my shadow, so it was very lonely. Jennifer, if you've entered his world, go through it with him, don't leave him

There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them. He wasn’t the only one who possessed unnatural abilities. There was a female warrior in his pack that was known as Nightingale. She was extremely agile with swift reflexes that were almost invisible to the naked eye. Aside from her, there was Phantom. I didn’t know the ranks of the pack members, but each member had skills that were just as strong as their Alpha. Phantom could move so fast that some believed he could teleport and he was more dangerous than Shadowstrike. Phantom was a known killer and was on the top of the wanted list for not only werewolves but al

"I, being the God of time, had already beheld the end of the world, and trust me, it wasn't like anything mankind ever anticipated. So many infinite schemes of doomsday, it could never be stopped except by the Black Stone. The Black Stone is the most feared object in the whole of 'The Sky Pillars'; where we Gods abide because of the power which it posses, but I had the responsibility of wielding it, even if it was never going to be used. " "What kind of power are we talking about? " "Power to reconstruct time itself. It can be well utilized in my hands, but on another's, can bring doomsday closer than we ever imagined. " "If so, why did the Primordials take the stone away from you? " "There'

"A pathetic ant like you dares to seize my friend and covet her pure-essence core? Do you even know what death means? Scram!" He unleashed his Doombringer Knuckle. With one punch, the sky changed color. As Gideon's power grew, so did his Doombringer Knuckle. It was a technique that evolved over time. In fact, Gideon believed its potential surpassed even the Solar Titan Fist. Ivo's attack shattered instantly, and he was sent flying.

“We tear this tower down floor by floor until every coward who laid eyes on your brother is dead.” Dominic raised his hand, and with a single flick of his wrist, the heavy reinforced steel roof doors of Vance Tower were torn cleanly off their frame by his telekinetic alpha aura, hurtling into the sky. They descended into the burning upper corridors like twin gods of destruction. Whenever Council mercenaries or mutated rogue wolves stepped into the hallway, Dominic didn't even slow his stride. With terrifying, fluid grace, his golden-infused claws tore through silver armor and bone alike. Severed limbs and dark blood splattered against the opulent marble walls and gold-leaf pillars of his cor

Vic replied, his face smeared with blood of his own, “Yes! You took a witch whore as your mate. I could not just stand and see my best weapon getting destroyed like that. I had plans for you.” Dominic growled, his growl shaking the windows and the furniture in the hall, “I will show you what your future plan looks like!” he punched him again and started to drag him away, towards the other corridor, which lead to the Forbidden door. Victor looked behind him while he was being dragged, “Wait! Where are you taking me?! Dom! Do not forget I created you!” fear was laced in his voice. Dom definitely had a plan in his head that scared Victor.