Beyblade Dome Novels & Stories

I just wanted to be Diane. As I walked down the back stairs, my heart thumped against my ribs. I expected to see the black car. The tinted windows. The cage. But when I stepped out into the evening light, I saw the bike. It was a massive, black machine. It looked like a beast crouched on the gravel. Dom was already on it, his boots firmly on the ground, his hands resting on the handles. He was wearing his black leather jacket. “Come on,” he said as he tilted his head toward the back seat.

"He enslaved millions. That doesn't change." ​"But he was the only thing keeping this... whatever this is... asleep," I said, gesturing to the pulsing silver liquid. "The Sun-Dome wasn't just to keep enemies out. It was a seal. And we broke it." ​A low, subterranean rumble shook the floor. It wasn't an earthquake. It sounded like a giant, intake of breath. ​The silver liquid in the basin began to rise, forming a shape—a snout, a set of ears, and then, a third eye that opened in the center of the forehead. The eye wasn't gold or silver. It was a void of absolute black.

“If the dome keeps them out much longer, they’ll get restless.” Restless Grenons meant danger. Each one was three times the size of a Draynor dragon with longer horns, heavier bone plates, and a temper to match their size. They didn’t shift. They were dragons, in the most primal sense. Cain adjusted his arm bracer. “Then let’s not keep them waiting.” The two walked toward the lift that led to the dome roof access. The lift opened into the observation platform built just under the biodome’s curved surface. The glass shimmered with protective runes, some ancient, some new.

Here, the geothermal hub had been refined into a series of liquid-cooled pillars that looked like frozen lightning. Dominic was there. He was no longer strapped to a sled or plugged into a clunky bypass. He sat in a throne-like apparatus of polished obsidian, his body partially encased in a "Living Exoskeleton" made of woven Sombra roots and titanium mesh. His chest was bare, the surgical scar now a luminous silver line that pulsed in perfect synchronicity with the island. "You're back," Dominic said. His voice didn't come from his lungs; it echoed from the speakers embedded in the Cathedral walls, a resonant, multi-dimensional sound that felt like it was being spoken by the earth itself.

she purred into the microphone, her breath soft thunder, “tonight, we return to the order of things.” She walked a slow circle around the submissive, gloved fingers brushing his shoulders, then snapping against his skin. In the dimly lit WREC room, the air buzzed with anticipation as Domica, dressed in a sleek, black bodysuit, stood before her sub, a man who trembled with a mix of excitement and submission. She commanded him to his knees, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "You know what you are, don't you?" she asked, her eyes locked on his. "You're my plaything, my pet. And you're going to do exactly as I say." The sub nodded, his breaths coming in ragged gasps, his body trembling with antic

"Together we're an unstoppable force - no Karen or anyone else can stand in our way." "Exactly," Chad agreed, eyes glinting with mischief. "And now that I've fed you, how about I show you exactly what this force is capable of?" Cassandra felt a familiar heat begin to coil in her belly as he slid his chair back and prowled towards her with a predatory gleam in his eye. "Oh yeah?" she challenged, squirming under his intent stare. "And what would that be, oh mighty Dom of mine?"

I don't want to attempt but perhaps, If I could get a hold of that watch then maybe I could discover other floors apart from the area where the artificial floor is. If I could remember it right the dome is one hundred fifty deep below sea level. If this is the case then that size can't just contain only the main floor where I'm staying and this floor that has the artificial garden. And if my hunches are right, I might also be able to use his watch to escape.

But Dome shook his head again and that made me exhale sharply in frustration. "I can drive you to one place only, Mr Xavier's mansion. Either you go home or you go in there again, so Mr Xavier could remain calm and finish the event without any problem," Dome said as his hand pointed at the clubhouse building. I muffled a chuckle at him and just smiled faintly. Surely, he would side with Ricky. Why would Dome even feel pity for me? He worked for Ricky obviously. "Then can you at least give me one new cigarette and your lighter, please? I'll get inside again. I promise..." I asked like a good girl.

Sighing in relief, Dom shouted as loudly as his broken self would allow him, to get his father's attention, "DAD!" The dragon turned and noticed Dom. Just as Elijah carried Dom and started flying towards the setting sun, both of them noticed the She-beast who had played a major role in Dom and Iris' rescue, not being able to continue anymore due to all the ammo in her, fell right into the ocean surrounding the island, straight into the coral reefs that soon colored the water red with blood. The she-monster was no more and Dom felt a tear from his eye quietly drop into the ocean they were flying above.