Under The Dome Ebook Novels & Stories

can’t breathe in there half the time. Dom though. across from me. all posture and angles. like a textbook picture of “responsible man at meeting” — jaw tight, eyes low, scribbling sharp little notes like he’s carving commandments. never a wasted motion. but it’s a lie, I can see it. he’s too still. like he’s hiding the storm under it.

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.

'You can just ask and I'll gladly help,' He said, hinting towards the book. 'Okay fine. What page is that?' I asked helplessly. Adam came towards me and sat close to me. He opened the book right to the middle and gave it to me. The title read 'The Dom and the Sub'. 'Who is the Dom and who is the Sub?' I asked curiously.

The girl I put through ten years of school stood up at her own graduation and thanked me in front of everyone. A second later, three translucent lines appeared in front of my eyes. [She will steal the Prescott family's trade secrets, start her own company, and turn on you.] [She will publish an essay and put the internet on your family. Your wife will die of a heart attack.] [Prescott Logistics will fold. The estate will go to auction. You will die in front of the men you owe.] I stared at her. "Vanessa. Have you spent all these years filing away everything we did for you as a reason to hate us?" She blinked at me, wide-eyed and innocent. That was when I understood. The snake was al

Outsiders cannot get there, it is covered with a special dome that protects from bursts of darkness. - Wow. And what does it mean - outsiders do not get there? Do you train darkness control there? Questions poured out of me. Aiden smiled condescendingly, he obviously liked my interest in the dark ones. — Only the bearer of darkness can enter under the dome. And yes, we train our control there and practice group techniques. Don't worry, the dome keeps all the magic inside securely,” he replied. We have already reached the park, it was very quiet and deserted.

My own thoughts were a chaotic storm of fear and determination, a desperate clinging to the slimmest threads of hope. Jay, ever the optimist, broke the silence. "There's the library," he said, a spark of excitement in his voice that felt almost jarring in the context of our despair. "We haven't even begun to explore it." The library. A vast, labyrinthine structure within the dome, a subterranean network of tunnels and chambers said to contain the accumulated knowledge of a bygone era. We had heard whispers about it – tales of towering shelves laden with books, of ancient computers holding untold secrets, of maps charting the world before the catastrophe. It was a legend, a myth, a symbol of

The last time he followed Ryder’s son, Rowe, to a skateboard park, he’d returned home with a broken back. “Exactly what I told him. Don’t worry. I’ll monitor them.” I stopped in front of Domenico’s wide-open door. “What are you doing?” He huffed, pulling down the book from his face. “Usually when someone is with a book, it means they’re reading.” “Ha! Good joke. Now, why don’t you tell us what you’re actually doing?” Jasmine asked. “If you’re worried I’m reading one of your kinky porn books, be rest assured I’m not.” He turned the page he was reading over to us. “See? There’s nothing.”

, over her shoulder as she ran straight to her room after her small act of mischief. Damon wanted to rub his shoulder which now throbbed with pain where their shoulder collided but restrained self, knowing there was still the girl standing in front of him. Everyone knew of the immense strength that ran in the Bennett family at least in the pack. Except the well-kept secret that somehow she, the daughter of the family was the kind of strong they hadn’t seen in their family ancestry. It wasn’t something too big a deal but she herself didn’t want others to now just yet.

Snuggling under the duvet, Alice let her thoughts drift until she fell asleep. The faint creak of the door opening and soft footsteps stirred the silence. Zade entered, dressed in a loose black shirt and sweatpants. A stick of unlit weed rested between his lips. He stared at her small figure on the bed, wearing one of his shirts. The duvet was pushed aside, exposing her bare legs. Even in the faint light, he noted every detail of her form. Her hands were clenched, pressed against her chest, and her hair was scattered over her face. Zade moved to the window, his face dark with thought. He never made mistakes, and he hoped this wasn’t his first.

"Many people helped bring this place to life, you know? It's just a place where Omegas like us can find a purpose." Torches are hanging on the walls and that's it for lighting outside the buildings. Inside them, a few people are using candles, and some even have lightbulbs. We walk past a few small homes and keep going until we reach a cavern called The Omegatrix. It's been built under the massive roots of a tree. I arch a brow at the name. "What does that even mean?"