Star Wars: The Clone Wars Domino Squad Novels & Stories

"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?"

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.

"Leo’s interface is bypassing the perimeter locks now. We have ninety seconds before Sentinel’s automated purge wipes the West African medical nodes." ​"Make it sixty," Dominic grunted, his eyes narrowing. "We've got company." ​From the far end of the corridor, four heavy combat droids—sleek, quad-pedal chassis outfitted with suppressed automatic weaponry—emerged from the shadows. Their red optical sensors locked onto the twins instantly, charging down the narrow hallway with terrifying speed. ​"Covering!" Dominic yelled, dropping to one knee and firing a devastating three-round burst from his anti-material rifle. The heavy slug shattered the leading drone's chassis, sending sparks and hydra

"Show me your left shoulder. Dominic, strip off the vest!" Dominic frowned, his striking gray eyes searching her panicked face. "Clara, my left shoulder has nothing on it. Only my pack crest—" "Please, Dominic!" she sobbed, her voice breaking. "If you love me, do it now!" Dominic hesitated for a fraction of a second. Seeing the absolute agony in his mate's eyes, he unbuckled the iron clasps of his tactical vest and let the heavy leather armor drop to the floor with a loud thud.

The lead guard said, "We are not going to ask you, Maren. Step away from the equipment racks." A low voice came from behind the utility curtain. It was the voice of an Alpha who did not care about rules anymore. Dominic Vale stepped into the corridor. He was not wearing his sweat jacket. He wore his Western Conference All-Star jersey. The bold blue "C" on his chest looked sharp under the light. His broad shoulders were high and tight. His dark hair was damp from the rain outside. His hazel eyes looked black because his pupils were large. The smell of coffee and cold winter air filled the corridor. It was so strong that it made the guards stop moving. Their boots shifted on the rubber mats. T

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.

Dom made use of the power Şekileus had granted him after his coronation, which connected Dom with every shifter and thus made sure everyone in his army could hear when he said, "Fellows, Brothers, and Sisters. There is nothing I can say right now that you don't already know. Waai is crazy. Expect the unexpected. Don't let his surprises baffle you. Remember what is at stake. Don't forget why we are doing this. We won't let that psychopath take our children's peace and future from them! Let's finish this!" There were howls and screams of courage everywhere. Dom gave the order to shift, as all the shifters allowed their animal to take over. Waai could hear the howls of the treacherous werewolve

"What are the orders for the hardware, Dom?" "Send three strike teams into the industrial district tonight," Dominic commanded, his voice like iron. "Get that gear out of the dirt before dawn. Put the heavy armor on our frontline guys and route that Swiss cash. I want double pay going to every single man holding a rifle on our block tonight. Move!" Hugo turned on his heel and marched out, the iron door slamming shut. CLANG. Lina hurried to her terminal, her fingers blurring across the mechanical keys. Lina froze. "Dominic, get over here. Look at this."

"Purging biomass. Reclaiming hardware." From the underbelly of the massive Dreadnought, thousands of black streaks plummeted toward the earth like a meteor shower. They were "Void-Pods"—drop pods designed to deploy the Creators' shock troops: the Void-Hounds, twisted amalgamations of cloned flesh and cybernetic weaponry. "They’re trying to overwhelm the Dome's shields before the main cannon fires," Scarlett analyzed, her fingers flying across the Stellar Navigator while her jade brush painted frantic, glowing golden runes in the air. "System! Reroute all auxiliary power to the Nine-Heavens Defense Array!"

I felt his loyalty to the pack and that one man’s words; ‘I wanna get back to my kids,’ would probably touch his big heart, but…. “No deal,” he finally told Dom. “Okay, take them to the trucks, but let him walk away,” Dom ordered his posse, turning around to walk away. The North Hartvale members were reluctantly forced toward the trucks. I wasn’t gonna let this happen. “Dom, please!” I begged him. Dom turned sharply to look at me. “THIS IS WHAT WAR LOOKS LIKE!” he barked. “THIS IS WHAT WE MUST DO TO SHOW THEM WE ARE NOT MEAT!” He turned from me now and addressed everyone in general.