Domino Squad Clone Wars Novels & Stories

Yes sir. By 10.30 on the dot. Anna, Leon, Emily, Nathan, and his men were already under the bridge on solid ground out of sight with their dealer, Mr. Chris, one of the highest crime lords. And, not so surprising, he was also a political member. After Nathan had shown him how the weapons worked, he was happy with the deal. It was a nuclear bomb that could destroy half anything it got in touch with. They were about to exchange their bet when, all of a sudden, five cars pulled up 10 feet away from them. The peace deal turned into a war field as both men from each troop pulled out their guns of all kinds.

" He glanced down at Viktor, a vicious, merciless smile curving his lips. And the Silver Pack… your area is hereby ceded to the crown. My troops are ripping your complex to the ground. Guard! Twelve elite warriors of the Midnight Eclipse stepped from the shadows, amber-eyed, hands on hidden weapons. "Get them out," Dominic said coldly. "Prepare the transport," he said. “Time to take my Luna to meet the elders at the pack compound.” Clara stared into Dominic’s wild, unblinking golden eyes, her heart pounding with sheer passion and adrenaline. He'd killed an entire pack dynasty in a single breath only to safeguard her name. But as the warriors took a screaming Julianna away, Clara realised the

"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?"

Enzo left before Dominic could answer, the heavy wooden door closing quietly. The War Room became quiet again with only Dominic and Althea remaining inside the room. Dominic slowly walked toward the large whiteboard in deep thought. He picked up a marker and without saying anything to Althea, he started writing. EXPEDITION TEAM One by one. Dominic. Althea. Seraphina. Sebastian. Enzo. Six Elite Guards. He stared at the names and counted them several times.

Kane Dumont stood near the center of his study, broad shoulders tense beneath his dark coat. His presence filled the space the way storms filled the horizon. He stared down at the table before him, where markers and symbols lay scattered across a map of territory that no longer bent easily to his will. “They’re weaker now,” Kane said, voice rough with certainty. “Dominic’s pack lacks its enforcer. That absence leaves a gap they cannot fill overnight.” Todlin sat opposite him, composed and still, fingers steepled beneath her chin. The light caught the sharp intelligence in her eyes, reflecting calculation rather than flame.

“Do not play games with me. You will give me answers. Or your empire burns—from north to south. Forty-eight hours. You get her name cleared, or I destroy everything you have ever built.” A small laugh escaped him. “Forty-eight hours?” “Yes. Forty-eight hours,” I repeated. My men shifted, silent and ready. The room felt alive, like a beast waiting to pounce. Salvatore’s smirk widened. Then he said something that froze the blood in my veins. “Do you remember the Domingos?” I blinked. The name was like a bomb detonating in my mind. “What do you mean?” I asked cautiously. “They returned,” Salvatore said smoothly. “Empowered, funded, and seeking revenge. I aligned with them.”

And with every new town and fleabag hotel, I could feel my spirit sapping away a little bit more. It had nothing to do with my escort. Domino, for all his grumpy outer shell, was a funny guy. Intelligent and witty. An ex-military guy who had found a home with the Savage Sons. After the first day, he had put me at ease. Whether Monster had told him what had happened to me or whether it was just his natural personality, I didn’t know, but Domino made me feel at ease. “Uh huh?” His eyes flicked towards me and then he went back to watching the TV show he had put on.

She smiles, “Dominic’s my tech guy, and his cousin Dimitri, Dim for short, is my Quartermaster, or QM. Eddie is my second in command, and he has an assistant, Delilah. Carlos, Eddie’s husband, runs the cafeteria. We currently have about forty people stationed here, so we’re a relatively small Guild, but we go all over the country for missions, supporting other Guilds and tackling the bigger profile or national projects.”

The Cavalry team got ready so they could at least get third place. “Next game, Tug of War for the boys.. Dominators and Legends, assemble in the quadrangle please..” This time among the members of Legends that Dawn have interacted with were Immanuel, Keenan, Stephan, Rene, Derek and Byron. At the Dominators team, there’s Jason, Blake, Ben and Connor. For Gladiators team, there’s Alvin, Mateo, Christian, Jace and Brycen and lastly, in their own team, Cavalry, there’s Roy, Kirk, Hugo and her nephew, Janus.

I turned with a defeated sigh to the men who were from my personal security detail. I addressed the men. “You do know that the point of me wearing a disguise and masking my scent is because I don’t want to be identified as the pack leader here?” They were all burly, dressed in all black. A few of them had not even bothered to hide the weapons they toted. A very large battle axe hung from the back of Ritglass, and Scem who was the smallest in the group was wide-eyed, knives gripped far too tightly in his hands as he stared behind me—almost beyond me.