Beyblade Dome Novels & Stories

Falco managed to draw them away and escorted us to the pods, where he closed the door for us. “Maybe we should wear disguises one day when we are on patrol?” I joked as the pod carried us up. Skyr laughed and told me that it wouldn’t be such a bad idea. When we reached the upper dome, we saw many people crowding the area and taking pictures at all the scenery and architectural designs that resemble the pods in Atlantis. The upper dome is like a copy of Atlantis since those who do not have Atlantean blood won’t survive the travel. The upper dome is like another city. We have schools and universities here as well as facilities and shops that can only be found in Atlantis. It also has apartment

I want to see his every single move. He's wearing all black - a shirt, pants, jacket and boots. The only different colors are his ivory hair and these weird, light blue eyes. He closes the door and heads toward me. Shit, I'll have to open the door now... As he gets closer, my breath once again picks up and I am a quivering mess. He stops near the bed and towers me, threatening me with this pose. My eyes are fixed on his. I'm not afraid, my mind screams. But my stupid, weak body says different things and I lower my gaze.

“What’s that?” He dipped his hand into his pockets and took out a black blind fold. “I’ll tie this first.” “Dom… what have you planned out?” She asked, smiling as she turned around for him to tie the blind fold. “All you’ve got to do is stand pretty and wait,” he said. “Okay,” she nodded. Domingo knelt on one knee. In his hands was the box containing the black diamond ring. “You can untie the blind fold,” he said softly.

The officer slumped in the wreckage, unconscious, blood trailing from his temple. The other two froze. “What the—” “He didn’t touch him..did you see that?!” But Bryce was already bending to pick up the briefcase. His small fingers gripped the handle gently, almost thoughtfully. “I warned you,” he murmured, then fled immediately. *** The hall was silent. The atmosphere, thick and tense. Dom sat at the center of it all, his throne a towering sculpture of obsidian and gold, carved with symbols no one dared question. He leaned back lazily, legs parted, one hand on the gilded armrest, the other loosely gripping a dagger that gleamed under the low light.

Thorne tried to scream, but the shadows rose up, muffling his voice, dragging him toward the floor. "Wait!" Kaelen scrambled to his feet, half-shifted, his face a grotesque mask of man and wolf. "The children... look at the children!" The dome of silver energy wasn't just a shield. It was growing. Leo and Maya were pale, their small bodies shaking under the strain of the power they were channeling. But it was Ren who was the problem. Ren wasn't part of the dome. He was standing outside it, staring at a fourth mercenary who had been hiding in the shadows of the balcony. The man had a tranquilizer rifle aimed at Sierra’s youngest son.

“Sign the contract. Surrender your worthless life to me entirely and become my willing pet, or the brat dies tonight.” My eyes scanned the crisp white paper resting on the cold marble floor. The bold letters at the top of the page seemed to burn straight into my retinas. Dominant-Submissive Agreement. The title shocked me to my very core. The room seemed to tilt on its axis as the reality of what he was demanding sank in. He wanted to own me, break me, and fuck me in any way, morning and night. I should have torn the paper into shreds and protected what little dignity I had left.

"Aren't you a pretty one" Eva my new bot says, she was hugging me right away, she's my favorite already, Damien can kiss my bruised bum, well I still loved daddy but I was wondering would my new program show up on her quicker? "He's pretty when he blushes," Daddy says from behind me, I was blushing right, I'm blushing from a robot compliment. The two robots look at each other, although Damien's program agreed on having another dom for me, and Eva's program had Damien mentioned in it, I was still worried when they met.

“Remember, the magic expires at midnight — then it’s back to rags and pumpkins.” Dante glared. “Scram.” “Zero humour. As always,” Caleb muttered as he strolled off. Dante walked forward, carrying Jo straight into what looked like empty air. The dome shimmered for a brief second — then vanished again. When he set her down, Jo looked around, confused. “What is this?” “A dome,” Dante said. Inside the invisible dome, there was no wind. No echo. Even the usual faint hum of nature dulled inside the barrier.

Sophia's POV The Cathedral of St. John the Divine had been transformed into something from a fairy tale. Thousands of white roses and orchids created cascading arrangements along every pew, their petals scattered like snow across the marble floors. Soft candlelight flickered from crystal candelabras, casting a warm glow that made the Gothic architecture seem almost ethereal.

He didn’t want to hurt anyone ever again. The end of DOMINATED BY HIM, Check out my other book (Lost In Lust). Thank you awesome readers.