Before Dawn Book Novels & Stories

The two have recently increased their cultivation, pushing their speed to the limit, to the approaching dawn, the dawn and the moon, only to see in the distance there is a brightly lit large city, in the boundless night seems to be particularly prominent. Golden Sands City is known as the city that never sleeps, and it is true to its name. Even when the sky is about to dawn, the city is still brightly lit at the most peaceful time. The two stood on a hill outside the city, overlooking the city full of lights at night, the two of them naturally on the way here has been calculated, at this moment to look at each other, respectively into two black shadows, a flash that is gone, leaving only a f

Obviously, no one is going to help me beat this mythical creature. “Great. Now I’m dead” I whispered to myself How did this even happen? Few hours earlier… I woke up earlier than the usual. The sun was yet to rise and I estimate the time to be around 5 am in the morning. The first thing I did was to check on Liza. She was still sleeping soundly, so let us not disturb her. I planned on exploring the town today and attempt to sell the remaining of the glass pieces on my pocket. I do hope that they'll accept this so we can have enough money to buy supplies.

It also contained many important files that hadn’t been backed up. Seeing that I was still glaring at her, Quinn’s expression darkened. She raised her hand and swung it toward my face. Just then, a hand shot out and grabbed her wrist firmly.

Each point of contact a small fire that stayed lit long after his hand was gone. I walked away. Didn't look back. Dawn was six hours away. And somewhere in a cell at Shadow Peak, a pregnant woman was counting the minutes until someone came for her. I was coming.

Chapter 24: The Morning After The first light of dawn was a soft, pale gray, filtering through the cracks in the barn’s wooden slats. It danced across the hay-strewn floor, eventually finding its way to the loft. Caro woke slowly, her body feeling heavy and sensitized in a way it hadn't been in years. The air was cool, but she was wrapped in a furnace of heat.

My eyes drift closed. The darkness behind my lids is the same as the darkness in the cell. The same suffocating blackness that wraps around my chest and squeezes. I'm so tired. So impossibly, bone-deep tired. Just for a moment, I tell myself. Just a few minutes of sleep. Then I'll wake up. Then I'll keep fighting. Then, the door creaks. My eyes snap open. Footsteps. Light. Careful. Not Kai's heavy tread. Not the guards' careless shuffle. Someone else.

The morning dawned gray and cold, the sun struggling to break through the thick blanket of clouds hanging over the mountains. Wind howled against the cabin walls, rattling the windows in their frames and sending occasional gusts of snow across the glass. The storm had returned during the night, covering the landscape in a fresh layer of white. Chloe woke slowly. For several seconds, she didn't remember where she was. Then everything came rushing back. The warehouse. The fire. Arthur. Sloane.

" She had no strength to resist. In the end, she drank every last drop. Not long afterward, dizziness washed over her. The room began to spin and, before she knew it, everything faded into darkness.

Damien’s POV I was already awake before the alarm went off that I didn’t set. It was an hour to dawn when I woke — outside the window on the northern side the sky was a particular deep shade of blue that happens in the hour before flaring up with light, that colour of something that was waiting to become like something. The forest was dead calm. That kind of quiet that you get at the pre-dawn when even the breeze has ceased blowing. I lay still for a moment.

The first light of dawn spilled into Damon’s room, bathing everything in a soft golden glow. He opened his eyes slowly, the silence of the penthouse strangely loud around him. For the first time in years, he didn’t have a meeting scheduled, no assistant buzzing his phone with reminders, no documents stacked on his desk waiting to be signed before breakfast. The resignation still felt unreal.