Under The Dome Dawn Novels & Stories

Diane I stepped down from the high seat of the black SUV. The gravel crunched under my shoes. The lunch had been quiet. Dom turned off the engine. He stepped out of the driver's side, his massive body moving like a silent shadow. He walked around the hood of the car, his dark eyes scanning the area. "We are here," Dom said. I looked around the parking lot. A few guards and pack guys were standing near the main entrance of the headquarters. They were watching us. I could feel their eyes on my back.

Alex’s face was turning red and he was afraid it would blow up at that very second. “We are in a dome,” Justin and Ethan said in unison. “A dome?” everyone else asked in unison. “Yes, a dome. The walls are definitely circular and are surrounding us completely, even up see.” Justin was right. There was a butterfly resting upside down on nothing. The dome was covering them up at every angle. “What did you do, Justin?!” Kale shouted kicking him. He dodged it on time and moved away from the girl trying to kill him. “He did not do anything wrong.”

The whole room trembled as the system shut down. Echo was offline. ⸻ Sienna emerged from the subway tunnels, soaked, cut, and breathless. Smoke still curled from the tower behind her. She didn’t stop until she reached the rendezvous point—a small rooftop overlooking the city. Kira was already there, bruised and exhausted. They turned as a figure climbed the fire escape. Dominic. Alive. He looked wrecked, his shirt torn, knuckles bruised—but he was smiling. Sienna ran to him and threw her arms around his neck.

he snarled. Keaton’s truck pulled into the driveway as the moon hung low in the sky, its silvery glow illuminating the tense scene. Channary stood on the porch, her bag clutched tightly in her hands. Her mother lingered just inside the doorway, her face pale and drawn, while Roman stood at the edge of the porch, his posture stiff with barely contained rage.

A large mirror appeared in front of me. I was pinned in a hidden corner behind it. The sounds started quickly. Two figures tumbled onto the bed. Serena tore open Ethan's white shirt. "Come on, let me see if you still have those abs. I've been dying for this." Ethan glanced at me through the mirror, then turned back to Serena. "You know I'm not Caleb. You never give me much time. Two days from now you won't be mine anymore. So tonight, can we pretend this is our wedding night?"

Dumapo agad sa akin ang paningin niya at hindi ko alam kung bakit para akong kinabahan. "She's the new model?" tanong ni Vinzon kay Mr. Demeza. "Yes. This is Dawn. Dawn, meet my son, Vinzon," Mr. Demeza introduced us to each other. "He is the one in charge with the photoshoots." Tipid akong ngumiti at tinanggap ang nakalahad na kamay ni Vinzon. "Nice to meet you," I said. "Vinzon, ikaw na ang bahala kay Dawn. I still have meetings to attend," saad ni Mr. Demeza at nauna ng lumabas ng opisina si Vinzon.

Through the haze of the deep, a structure began to emerge from the silt of the seafloor. It wasn't a wreck. It was a dome—a sleek, obsidian iris built into the very tectonic plates of the North Sea shelf. This was the Nadir, the Owners' true sanctuary, the subterranean twin to the orbital Apex. Dante steered them toward a pressurized airlock near the base of the dome. His movements were slowing, his muscles seizing from the extreme cold, but his grip on Ivy never wavered. He slammed a palm against the external sensor.

I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand. I panicked and opened my eyes to look around. The bright sun shining from the window onto my face and eyes made me close my eyes due to the brightness. I adjusted my eyes to the brightness and opened my eyes to see that it was not my house, it was the fucking hotel room where we... Everything what had happened yesterday came back to me like scenes in a movie, I remember I was drinking too much then I saw.... Sierra Jane, just the girl I was thinking about and we.. ohhh... my... fucking luck.... I played pool with her and then came to her hotel room....

“That counts.” Dominic shook his head lightly, but there was warmth in his eyes. “Dangerous logic.” “Works for me.” For a moment the tension between them softened into something lighter, something that hadn’t existed between them before tonight. But beneath that ease, something deeper still lingered. Something neither of them was ready to walk away from. Dominic’s gaze drifted toward the windows. A faint grey glow had begun to stretch across the horizon. Dawn. “We should probably sleep before the next disaster shows up,” he murmured.

The city skyline loomed in the distance, glittering like a thousand lies dressed up as promises. Dominic pulled the car into the underground parking garage beneath one of his private properties — a building I hadn’t even known he owned. It was sleek, discreet, the kind of place you used when you didn’t want anyone to know you were hiding something—or someone. We climbed out, moving fast. Dominic kept the duffel bag tight to his side, glancing over his shoulder like he expected the League to crash through the concrete walls at any second.