Book Review Under The Dome Novels & Stories

The polished stone floor reflected the light like rippling water, and the air seemed almost alive, as though the room itself was breathing with them. At least Steve’s building could be said to be one of the finest in all of Vereluxe City — a masterpiece of design and elegance. No one could have suspected that a secret section like this existed beneath its surface. Of course, other mansions might hold hidden rooms, but this one felt different — older, purposeful, as if meant for something more than simple training. “I brought you both here to show you a few things,” Adrian said, his calm voice echoing softly against the walls. “Amanda, I know I might have to explain a few things to you, just

Emma stepped forward alone, feeling like an intruder in a sanctuary she herself had helped build… though no one knew it. The shelves were intact. Numbered folders, rolled-up blueprints, notes in Benjamín’s unmistakable handwriting—sharp, fast, proud. Dust was minimal. Forgetting, total. She opened a drawer with the caution of someone unsealing a tomb. Pulled out a leather notebook and flipped through it without purpose. It was a task. Nothing more. Just another one of Lucas’s errands. Nothing emotional. Nothing personal. Or so she thought. Then came the voice.

The book arrives on a Tuesday. Dominic isn't home when it comes. I'm at the foundation and the package is left on the doorstep. When I come home, I see it sitting there and I know immediately what it is. I pick it up carefully like it might break. The book is bound in a simple navy cover. The title is clear: Accountability and Transformation: Building Systems That Work. The author name is Dominic Marcello. My husband's name on the cover of a book.

It was just enough to put Dom’s audio aside for a wihile. Just as I turned, I collided with someone. I bent to grab the book and when I straightened, I froze. It was Dom. What the hell was he doing here? He smiled, holding the book out like he was completely unaware of the tension hanging between us. “Lola Noir, huh? That's a classic.” He grinned. I nodded, quickly grabbing the book. Damn, this was awkward. I couldn't decide which one was worse, the other night or the erotic novel I was clutching to my chest.

Selena stood by the other side of the chair while Darius' wife, named Ava, who was one of the main werewolves of Selena's pack, came towards them with a few papers on her hand. She started to talk, telling everyone how the ceremony would happen and what was the reason behind that summoning. Bryce looked like he was about to murder someone. Selena had never seen him that angry before, and that wasn't something very hard to see. When Ava asked who was in favor to dethrone Bryce, Selena froze. For a second, she was afraid no one would raise their hands. A lot of people seemed scared about that. Maybe they thought there wasn't going to have enough votes, and Bryce could take revenge on them lat

Cruz's family were in the living room when they returned and after exchanging pleasantries with everyone and taking a seat beside them, Cade was curious to know Jessica's take on the house. "How did you see the mansion? It was amazing, right? I knew you were going to love it!" Cade squeaked delightfully. "No, she didn't like it. I shouldn't have asked for your opinion." Cruz replied before Jessica could say a word. "What? You didn't like the house? It is magnificent and beautiful." Mrs. Westham chimed in. "I never said I didn't love. I just said it was too extravagant. It's nothing short of a palace and it's even annoying that Cruz didn't involve me in his plans before buying the house." Jes