Ash Dawn Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I'm suddenly jerked out of thought, as I walk into the kitchen, feet padding against the linoleum. Asher is standing under a small light, shirtless and sipping from a glass of water. We meet gazes for a good moment, before he smiles, chuckling slightly. "Alpha of Purity, huh Dawn? Would have never thought you to be the one. Or should I say, his one," Asher teases, and I narrow my eyes on him. Making sure I'm not to close, I rest against the bench closest to me. "Fate, fight?"

“How are you doing, Richard?” “I am good. But I do not have a delightful news.” He said. Xander furrowed his brows, still watching Nina as she attempted to cross. “What is going on?” “Asher, he met up with Dawn some days ago. I wasn’t sure if it was her when one of my men sent me the images, but she was the one. And from the little my man heard, I don’t think they have anything good planned. Did something happen between you and Dawn…..”

Creepy Shane got up, to shake my hand "Hello sir, I am Adam "Dawn looked mostly like her father, By the way, he held my hand, I am guessing he doesn't like me. "So Adam tell me how are you associated with Dawn? "I gestured to sit down as her mom went upstairs, why is it so hot here. "Well, I am guessing you know that I am the Alpha King and Dawn is my mate. I came here to see her "

It was her first smile. "Dawn." --- That night, I wrote in my journal. The shard is gone. The Eclipse is mortal. She chose a new name. Dawn. The followers are free. Some will come south. Others will not. The Circle is strong. Dax is holding me. The stars are rising. And Dawn is learning to live. Slowly. But surely. We will wait. As long as it takes. ---

“You're up early. I expect you to sleep till noon after those shots you took last night. What's wrong, old man?” Although we are friends, Dax is younger than I am, he was like a younger brother to me and I was like that big bro he never had. “Tell Ashley what happened last night. Now.” There was a pause, then he laughed. “Ah, you're in trouble, huh? You mean about that beautiful blonde who was all over you?” Ashley gasped beside me, her tears spilling faster. Dax is a dead man once I set my eyes on him. A fucking dead man.

She had a teasing smile tugging at her lower lip and I rolled my eyes, flipping her off. "Geez, you should have seen how hot you look staking your claim on him," Dawn said without mincing words, sporting a smirk on her face. "I am just stating the obvious." I shrugged casually, leaning to rest my back on the sun lounger. "Ash is all loved up! Ivana's going to be a Mrs in a few weeks. Gosh, I am so proud of you girls." Dawn cried, faking a sniff and I chuckled where I lay, Ivana's giggles seeping into my ears.

Though the girl's face was not visible, her back displayed the painter's tenderness and love for her. One critic observed sharply, "Even the strands of her flying hair are perfect, like the wind itself favors her." Online, viewers joked about Andres' newfound spark, saying his marriage with Camellia must have entered a second spring. Only Camellia knew the truth. That was not her. It was Valentina, or perhaps it was Nelina Dawson, the woman from his dreams. Taking a deep breath, she tried to suppress the ache in her chest and called her best friend, Penelope Hall.

In my dreams, the snow wasn't a wall, but a soft, white carpet leading me back to a boy with a silver hair tie and a dream of skyscrapers. As I slept, the shadow king stayed awake, watching over me from across an ocean, waiting for the sun to rise on the final day of the Dawson empire. Daniel Dawson was planning a disappearance, but Adrian Vesper was planning a homecoming. And in the silence of the Alps, the trap was finally, perfectly set.

"You look terrible." "Thanks. Rejection will do that to a person." "You'll survive," he said dismissively. "Find some human man. Have a normal life." "Is that what you want for me? A normal life?" "I don't want anything for you," Damien said coldly. "After tomorrow, you won't exist to me." "I never existed to you," Elena shot back. "Not really." Something flickered in his eyes. "That's not…" He stopped himself. "It doesn't matter. Dawn, Elena. Don't be late."

Luca Ashford: If he scared you off, don’t let him. The fun ones don’t stay in their rooms. She laughed under her breath. She hadn’t given either of them her number. When she slept, her dreams turned violent. When she woke, she dressed in black. And when she stepped into the courtyard, she found Luca cornering a freshman, Noah approaching like justice incarnate, and the first real glimpse of the war she’d walked into waiting for her.