Under The Dome Show Novels & Stories

The drive further into the city was quiet. I had finally explained in full to Rem who I was going to talk with. At first, he hadn’t really comprehended that there was a large group of Ancient Ones camping out in St. Paul’s Cathedral, but the more I spoke of their looks and manner of speaking, the more aware he was that I was telling the truth.

Luna catered to those crowds. Eon grinned as he watched his club dancers who were gyrating on the silver poles holding the platform high above the dance floor. The girls were all wearing a black lace mask, covering half of their faces, while they were wearing bikinis and stockings with intricate straps, giving the illusion that their bodies were tied up with strings of leathers. He chugged the bourbon from his glass. Satisfied with what he was seeing. This is his life now. A life of all debauchery life can offer. He has everything he needs that money could buy.

Bella took out her phone and started hacking into the doors privacy and in less than 15 minutes we were able to go inside. Darkness was all that came into our view once we entered. It was chilly in there. Along with the cold air, there was a faint smell of chemicals mixed in the air. We took out our phones and used the flashlight to see what exactly was inside. Shock couldn't express the things that we saw inside. Even me as a mafia queen who has blood on her hands was unable to comprehend what exactly was happening behind the locked doors. Kate couldn't bear to watch and ran to the corner to empty her stomach.

"Go take care of your guest, I'll help Autumn." "You sure, I can help." "I'm sure."Domenic said and before I could even protest Summer nodded her head and left the room. Domenic took the hem of my jeans in his hands and began pulling them down. As he passed the edge of my underwear he revealed the tattoo on my thigh, just below my hip bone.He stopped once he saw it and his eyes looked up to meet mine.

Ben stood in front of the door, placing his hand on the doorknob, and looked at Isabella and Rose. "Are you ready?" Ben asked. Isabella nodded firmly, even though her heart raced. Rose looked nervous but said nothing and stood beside Isabella. Ben turned the doorknob, and with a creaking sound of old wood, the attic door slowly opened... Ben slowly opened the attic door, the creaking of the old wood seemed to emphasize the eerie atmosphere surrounding them. Isabella stood behind Ben, her feelings a mix of fear and curiosity. Next to her, Rose clutched her hands tightly, unable to hide her anxiety.

said Eva. “It’s why some live and work here,” replied Szereth. “Entire clans thrive in the Lower Dome, that’s for sure. Their entire existence is defined by it.” Their gondola navigated down the multiple layers of the Lower Dome until they reached the one where the arena was located. Eva noted that the ceiling was just like at Helios, where a great big screen displayed what the actual sky looked like above. They navigated over to the main entertainment district of the Lower Dome, and touched down at one of the more reputable-looking gondola silos.

Damien thought in anger as he stuck his free hand in the pocket of his pants and strode into the dome, a majestic figure. He was only here to see Pierre Evans, and perhaps get him to sign a contract with MAGIC just as he had done nine years ago when his grandmother was alive. With Pierre's guidance once again, MAGIC would reclaim its former glory and probably surpass SERENE. Inside the dome was even more glamorous than the outside, although less noisier. It was about thirty minutes before the show started so people were milling about, instead of being on their box seats, drinking wine and discussing their expectations for the evening's designs.

Dominic “I want to show you something,” Dominic said. Nova’s curious gaze followed him as he blew out all the candles, then turned off the lights that were strung up, plunging them into darkness. “Still a human without night vision,” she reminded him. His chuckle was close to her as he reached out and clasped Nova’s hand, tugging her gently to her feet. Dominic could hear how her heartrate picked up with her hand in his as he led her toward the Umbria River. They stopped at the edge of the bank, where he finally let go of her hand.

Luca said at last, rising slowly to his feet, “it is time to remind your cousin where he came from.” Aurelio met his father’s gaze. “How?” Luca adjusted his cuffs. “We begin by reminding him what he left behind.” * Dominic stood in the operations room beneath Blackstone Tower, sleeves rolled to his forearms, expression carved from restraint. Screens lined the curved walls, displaying feeds from shipping ports, financial markets, satellite sweeps. The building thrummed with quiet power that is self-contained, self-sustaining. Independent. Michael stood beside him, pale but steady. August monitored external communications. Althea leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, watchful.

"He believes in this. In you. In whatever they think you're supposed to become. Scarlett's stomach twisted. "That doesn't make it better," she said. "No," Julian agreed. "It makes it worse." Meanwhile Dominic stood in a dark underground level beneath the main campus. A place even most of the elite didn't know existed. But he did. Because this… This was where the real power lived. A keypad glowed faintly beside a reinforced door. Dominic entered a code. The door unlocked with a quiet click. Inside Screens. Systems. Data.