Domino Squad Novels & Stories

"I can handle anything you bring at me Mr GreenEyes!" That only angers him more. "I don't think so. Even with a broken arm, I'm one of the strongest men in our team!" I know this tactic. He's trying to distract me from the task at hand, so he can defeat me. "Oh? What team?" I ask sarcastically. Smirking, thinking he's managed it, he continues. "We are a Dom company. We collect dominants and train them, and find them submissive souls to use and abuse. We know what you do, and one of our clients wants you, and only you."

You will go out in the morning juggling, and when you are back, You all will fight, Emily. What! They all screamed. Emily herself was beyond shocked. How can she fight her agemate not to even talk about all of them? She looks up and counts them—about one hundred and thirty of them. Fear grips her; she looks down on her food, not being able to say a word. You don't talk when I'm talking, understand? Yes sir. You are not here to become family or some piece of sh*t in the name of friends. You are here to become the greatest assassin squad ever known and understood. I expected some seriousness by tomorrow.

“Dominic.” one of the members of Ashely’s team said, this team of ten people headed by Jason was sent to fight the demons that have emerged due to a crack and energy imbalance near the council. The leader Jason who was a well-built buff man, was ahead of everyone and said, “What is it?” The person behind him was the youngest and the recruit on the team, his name was, Jason and he said, “I don’t feel good here, I think something is wrong.”

There was something almost possessive in the way Dominic walked, like he was claiming territory. "What do you want, Dominic?" I asked, keeping my voice neutral. "I want to team up," he said simply. "You, me, Ryan, and Vivian. For the group exercise." What?

He turned and walked to the counter, whistling. I looked at Dominic. His jaw was clenched so hard I thought his teeth might crack. "Who is he?" I asked. "Trouble," Dominic spat. "He's a hockey player. And a spy." "A spy for who?" "For the Silverfangs," Dominic said. "The pack that wants to kill us." My appetite vanished. "Great. Just great." "Eat," Dominic ordered. "We're leaving in five minutes." The rest of the drive was tense. Dominic kept checking his mirrors.

We formed an alliance to survive, but now we’re thriving. Because our alliance is made up of six packs, some people jokingly started referring to the collective as the ‘six-pack’ and the name stuck. Even though we call ourselves the six-pack and our interests are aligned, we remain six very separate packs, each with its own alpha. We each live in our own territories and have our own ways of life. The six alphas form a council of sorts when dealing with matters that affect the territories as a whole and its security, and the six-pack has a collective security squad. The squad is made up of the best fighters from each of the six packs and handles everything from major threats to routine border

I don’t know but it feels like we do have this awkward presence for each other and we both don’t know how to make it not an awkward one. “Why did you argue with Primo?” My head was occupied at that moment they fought over me. I still don’t know why and I want to know why they did it. “He’s just an annoying and arrogant peasant who pissed me.” Doom buries his face in the pillow. I replied, “Correction, he doesn’t look like a peasant for me. He’s a company holder and a future CEO.” “But he looks one. Tss,” Doom glared at me. I chuckled to tease him. “Okay, fine! But why were you arguing? And why did you murmur my name earlier?”

Six to eight weeks in Marcus's territory was the last thing I wanted. But Dominic was an independent player, he seemed to have zero connection to the Silver Moon Pack Council or Marcus. Working with Marcus's consortium would have been even more profitable, but it came with heavy emotional battles. Dominic's deal offered true financial freedom without pack interference. Not to forget the Johnson Global Security firm was practically well known and established in Silvermoon "Well, I have to take my leave now. I had been meeting up with a few friends, but decided to drop by. Take your time to review the details," Dominic said, standing up smoothly and pulling out a business card. "I'll be in tou

The gun was empty. Dominic turned back to Adriano, a cruel smile spreading across his face. "I know a bastard like you always attacks from behind," he said. "But I'm not that easy to kill." Adriano's face contorted in pain and disappointment. He screamed, his body wracked with agony. Dominic's guards closed the door, standing outside to wait for Adriano's inevitable death. The mansion, once Adriano's stronghold, was now under Dominic's control. The sound of Adriano's screams echoed through the halls, a grim reminder of the price of crossing Dominic Lombardi. *****

With Alpha Kol’s permission, Aaron sent the members of his pack along with the members of the Dominio pack later that day. They went out in threes following his instructions. The reason was because he knew the packs outside might not want to follow the words of the members of the Domino pack to join forces; however, with the presence of the members of the retribution pack among them, their messages would be accepted in a different light. The retribution pack members will help convince the other pack Alpha to join forces in the coming war once they learn about the enemy from them.