Ash And Dawn Novels & Stories

**A New Dawn** The city skyline was still drenched in the fading glow of dawn as Ayesha sat by the window of the safe house, her injured shoulder bandaged, her mind still reeling from the events of the night before. The Ghost was dead. It should have felt like victory, like closure—but all she felt was exhaustion. The door creaked open, and Adrian stepped inside, carrying two cups of coffee. He placed one in front of her before settling into the chair across from her.