Under The Dome Book Novels & Stories

As I hung up the phone, I glanced again at the torn page in my hand. CAM… I just hope this had nothing to do with my child. DOMINIC’S POV The booth in the corner of the underground lounge was dim. It was far from the eyes and ears of anyone that mattered so I didn'tneed to worry about being seen. Smoke curled lazily in the air, weaving through the low light like a snake looking for it's prey. I sat alone, back to the wall, eyes on the door watching and waiting.

“What the hell?” “I’ll go from under,” one of the professors offers before diving into the water. As if it senses him, the dome hums—low, unnatural—and begins to pull away from us. I frown. This isn’t something we built in. Could it be tied to Arnold’s death? The thought digs in like a thorn. We move forward, but the dome keeps retreating until it’s pressed against the shore, sealing off any chance of swimming under. Whoever is behind this is either on the island or at Folkshore Harbor.

Falling should’ve felt loud. Screaming. Wind. Chaos. But the plunge into the darkness beneath the facility was silent—too silent. It was like being swallowed by a void that didn’t need sound to terrify you. Damien’s hand was clamped around mine, his grip desperate, nails digging into my skin as if he feared letting go meant losing me forever. The darkness swallowed everything, but after a few seconds, a strange, soft blue glow appeared below—like bioluminescent water. We hit it hard, except it wasn’t water. It was thicker, like gel or mist that held us before slowly lowering us to a solid surface.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

Phoebe added Making sure She heard her just before she entered her room. Her room hadn’t changed. Still small. Still cold. A corner of the house no one visited. The only difference was the silence inside her. A kind of quiet rage that simmered beneath her skin. She dropped onto her bed, pulled her knees to her chest, and stared at the cracked ceiling. She had two days. Two days before she became Adrian Wolfe’s bride. She imagined the ceremony.cold marble, strangers watching, her in white beside a man who knew everything about her, and yet she knew almost nothing about him. The idea made her stomach twist.

He cried out and went limp again. "Dad!" I lunged for him, but Bryan held me back. "Hazel, the glass won't hold!" Bryan yelled. "The pressure is too high!" I looked at the cracks. Water was starting to drip through. We were miles under the ocean. If the dome broke, we would be crushed in a second. I looked at the teenager. He was waiting. He was sure he had won. "Fine!" I shouted. "I'll give it to you! Just stop hurting them!"

The rink along her finger taps about on the wooden, outer exterior. The larger man finds himself in the public library. The establishment is made with countless bookshelves that are on their last leg. It seems that they only stand up out of the will of defiance rather than curiosity about the creature’s knowledge. Among all the peasants that are reading, some are ripping pages out of the book and eating the paper, though these people are poor and few and far between, Garth is still able to beam his eyes around the community and spot them, though he doesn’t say anything. Instead, his right-hand reaches to the top of one of the bookshelves. The top shelves are home to books that have not been

"Could you wear the helmet properly? You only have one head. If it hits the asphalt, it's over for you in this world." Anne's body stiffened suddenly. Apart from Eland's annoying breath, she couldn't help but stare at him due to their close proximity. The black helmet was perfectly fitted on her head, and Eland had already put a thick leather jacket on Anne's unmoving body, following all of the man's wishes.

She mocked. I smirked and just quietly sipped my coffee as she ordered our lunch. I roamed around my eyes and I can see the students chatting with their friends, a group of varsity who are hitting on a beautiful girl and a nerdy students that only know how to face their books and solve mathematical problems. But my eyes stared at the group of students who was holding a book. My brows furrowed as I stared at it. The book cover contains...pictures of some animal. Everything stops when I saw a wolf in the book cover!

⚠️A Little Heads Up Before We Begin⚠️ While this is a romance book, it also contains explicit Dom/sub dynamics including consensual spanking, power exchange, edging, restraints, and enough unresolved tension to short-circuit your e-reader. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, no hard feelings, but this one's not for you. Buttt if your pulse just quickened a little? Welcome. You're exactly who this story was written for. 18+ only, please and thank you.