Under The Dome Novels & Stories

Lard the arcane welding engineer and his faithful brother in arms, Garth his voice of reason and muscle. Romera sits at the hedge and tip of the sun. She wears her normal pirates’ clothes that consist of a split, chest-up shirt, high capris, and makasons. Her frail and slender body leans over the railing of the ship and with those orbs of hers she sees what seems to be like the endless sky below them, then in front of them, and finally all around them. In her hand is a bottle of rum and in the other a used and abused wine glass. With purpose, she fills up that glass about halfway until the rim meets her red-coated lips. The fluid drips down her throat and she drinks it all in one swig before

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.

Her steps slowed, and her posture stiffened, as though she were bracing herself for something dangerous. The guards led us forward in perfect silence, their armor gleaming and their expressions unreadable. That alone should have warned me. At first, I allowed myself to take in the illusion. The Dome's interior was vast, impossibly so, stretching far beyond what its exterior suggested. The ceiling arched high above us, painted with constellations that shifted and rearranged themselves as we walked, while the floor beneath our boots felt warm and almost alive, subtly responding to every step we took.

She buried herself under her blankets, letting the silence consume her as she tried to ignore the pounding of her own heart. In the dimness of her room, as daylight faded and the shadows grew long, Channary clutched her pillow, sinking deeper into her shame. The Moon had betrayed her, left her vulnerable, her mate unclaimed. She was the Alpha’s daughter, Moon-Kissed and blessed, yet here she was, abandoned and marked only by the emptiness of broken promises.

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.

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.

Dylan more of stated than asked. “No. We will not expose our coven members and warriors to the human world, nor shall we engage in open war,” Dominic gave out his judgement. “You guys stay ready behind the wheel to flee with Zeke. I have got some unfinished business to handle with my sperm donor,” he added. “Are you sure, Domz ?” I worriedly asked as I covered his hand with mine in silent support before kissing its back. “Yes, I am, babe !! C’mon let’s do this !” Dominic suddenly jammed his foot hard on the breaks before pulling over near Zeke’s real dorm room.

I asked although I already knew. "My loft. It has all the privacy we need." Privacy. I smiled. "Perfect." The door slid open, exposing the breathtakingly beautiful penthouse. The first thing I noticed were the floor to ceiling windows and the dark shape of a building on the opposite side. Dominic's words echoed in my mind. 'Some of my men and I would be on the opposite building ready to blow his brain out.' Could he see me right now? The night was a midnight blue, an array of stars littered the sky and complimented the bright orange city lights. I didn't have time to marvel at the view when I froze suddenly

I would have to stay in the house without panties while he had access to my pussy whenever he wanted. I was currently sitting on my bed without panties when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Damien. He told me he would be having a meeting in his home office and wanted me to pleasure him while he was in the meeting. That was risky, but who was I to refuse his instructions? Just thinking about it made my cheeks turn red. I quickly went to his office wearing only a big top, with no bra and no panties, just as he had instructed. The top hugged my body and barely covered my ass, showing every curve.

My Alpha mate, Kane, finally reached out through the mind-link after three days of me not showing up at his door to make a scene. His voice cut into my head, carrying a rare trace of satisfaction. "Looks like you finally understand that the rules of the Blackwood Pack aren't just for show. Since you've learned your lesson, I'll give you the pass to the healing springs. And stop making a fuss over every little thing where Selena's concerned." I didn't answer. Just looked down at the bloodstains still dried between my thighs. Kane probably thought I'd finally learned to obey. Learned to bow my head to him and Selena. No one believed that I, as Luna, had to apply to Beta Selena just to use the