Before Sunrise 2 Novels & Stories

Morning arrived without celebration. There was no thunder. No heavenly voice. No explosion of light announcing that another battle had been won. The sun simply rose. Slowly. Quietly. Its golden light spread across the forest, touching the trees, the broken earth, and the exhausted faces of those who had survived another impossible night. Arielle stood beside Cassian, watching the sunrise. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, she did not feel the weight of the universe pressing against her shoulders.

Nora woke up slowly as the first quiet rays of dawn filtered through the curtains. The room was cool, a contrast to the soft warmth wrapped around her. She shifted slightly, noticing the heavy weight of Arlo’s arm pulled securely over her waist, pinning her gently to the mattress. She carefully adjusted his arm to check her phone. The screen lit up in the dim room: 6:30 AM.

I commanded, my voice unwavering. The morning was hushed, draped in the tranquil embrace of pre-dawn. The world was a canvas painted in shades of soft pastels, the horizon a blend of pinks and oranges. Dew sparkled on the grass, and the air held a crispness that hinted at the promise of a new day. Birds chirped softly, a harmonious backdrop to the gravity of our mission.

🩷 🍒 . The first light of dawn spilled across the sky, painting it in soft shades of gold and rose. The gentle rays slipped through the tall windows, illuminating Avyaan’s room with a quiet warmth. He stood near the window, his tall frame silhouetted against the glass, eyes fixed on the horizon. The calm of morning always felt like a battlefield before the war — a moment of stillness before the storm of the day. Outside, the city was only beginning to stir, but his mind was already wide awake, sharp and calculated, as if every breath he took was measured.

his eyes travelled from me to the sun slowly ascending the horizon then at me. I gulped down the urge to kiss him and paid attention to his lips. “This is sunrise,” he whispered, and I felt my every slept emotion bloom again. The plants were greener; the birds were merrier; the people were rejoicing, and it seemed as if every single living on the globe was welcoming the sun with the same warmth that it embraced the globe with. The vampires, too, looked at the beauty of the first sunrise of the new world, but from the shadows. Ez smiled at the sun with the same admiration as he had for Amor.

Did she actually make a mistake leaving her son and father behind? Farrah closed her eyes, kneading her forehead gently as she slowly organized her thoughts. She couldn’t afford to have doubts about herself this time. Not only would it not help her achieve her purpose, but it also hinders her companions. Farrah eventually calmed down and fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already six am. Everyone’s already walking out of their rooms, either yawning or still had their eyes closed. “Woke up? Clean your faces and have breakfast.” Twilight ordered, pointing to the leftover foods Farrah cooked last night. Gracea reheated it as their breakfast.

Elena ventures into Astrid's room with precise timing, the clock hands aligning perfectly at 6:00 AM. In that serene hour, the morning light filters through the curtains, infusing the room with a tender, almost poetic luminosity. It was as if the dawn itself had decided to paint a masterpiece within those four walls. Astrid lay swathed in her bed, the tendrils of sleep still caressing her like a lover's gentle snuggle. Elena, determined yet mindful of her sister's need for rest, initiated her wake-up mission with the lightest of taps on Astrid's shoulder.

As I drew back the curtains, I was greeted by a breathtaking sight: the sky painted in hues of pink, orange, and gold as the sun rose above the horizon. Filled with a sense of awe and gratitude, I stood there for a moment, taking in the beauty of the sunrise. It was a reminder of the simple joys in life, a moment of peace and tranquility that I would carry with me throughout the day. With a deep sense of appreciation for the beauty of nature, I turned away from the window 15 minutes later, ready to embrace and start my day. Just then, I heard a knock on my door and I called whoever was there to come in. It was Grace. She made it her business to check on me every morning after my sunrise rout

Sensing this as her body slowly starts to relax, Harken shifts himself into a better position to make it comfortable for her to fall asleep and covers her face with the sleeve of his jacket from the bright moonlight. “Take a nap, Little Red. I’ll wake you up before the sun rises,” he whispers to her. Lifting her head a little to look at him, she asks, “what do you mean? We’re going to watch the sunrise?” Harken nods. “We missed the sun set unfortunately since it takes so long to get here, but we can still catch the sunrise. I already set an alarm for a bit before, you can sleep a little, don’t worry,” he explains and lays her head back on his chest.

A spectacular event of watching the moon give space to the sun was not to be missed. However, around five in the morning, Raya grew conscious of the soft rays of the dawn. She knew better than to burn her skin under the exposed sunlight which will be happening soon. "Eden? I'm going back to the room." The vampire Basilisk said to the half asleep man. "Huh? The sun is up already? Y-yeah. I'm coming with you." He sleepily mumbled. Raya helped the sleepy man get to their room where they cuddled for the entire morning.