Before Sunrise Novels & Stories

It was obvious our abject scarcity was overcoming my ego. The alarm from my mothers old Nokia phone ringed continuously signalling a new day. I got up and turned it off. It was 5:30 am. A brand new day. I slept off and didn't know the time my mother closed from the bar the previous night. When I wake up every morning, I say a brief prayer then dash out to the kitchen to make breakfast. After that, I bath Tami while Kiki and Osifa clean themselves. I supervise them and ensure they wear thier uniforms properly before leaving for school. Osifa washes the dishes while Kiki cleans the room. They all finish thier chores before 7pm. We take turns with our other neighbors in cleaning the bathroom, t

The sun peeked at the East horizon, with warm beams piercing through the fluffy rosy clouds. The birds keep chirping, and the breeze is cool. The first rays of dawn seeped into her room with their golden magic, spreading various hues of silver and gold. The morning was exceedingly beautiful! Long and dark wavy eyelashes slowly flutter, Sumire wakes up with a beaming smile and felt light within. She feels a sudden feeling of serenity flowing through her veins. All the negative vibes and emotions vanished in just one night. It's like she just got cleanse or whatever.

The early risers chirping to the morning sun beams peeking through the clouds. Colourful birds performing their morning rituals made the gentle, cool breeze blow through the white curtains. The light of dawn seeped into the beautiful mansion. With brightness covering the natural and man-made creations, the first rays of sun beamed through the window.

"We lost too much time before, love. If I knew you taste like this, I would have taken you first day. Now, We at least to five orgasms in heat . If you're a good girl, I'll stop at ten. Grace could only whimper as Aaron grips her hips and helps her bounce on his shaft. It is going to be a long night. Next day The first rays of sun are cool and bracing to the eyes. The sunrise marks the journey of the sun in the sky. The golden disk seems to be rising and rising, birds sings to it's shine. At this time the nature at it's best, the golden rays of the sun gives a bright colour to the clouds and meadows. There's nothing can be more pleasant to the senses than the sunrise.

The following morning, I woke before sunrise, craving a few moments of peace before the academy came fully alive. The dormitory was still quiet, and the faint glow of dawn painted the sky in soft pinks and golds. I dressed quickly, slipped on my boots, and headed toward the training fields, hoping the early hour would grant me some solitude.

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Her ragged breaths gradually slowed, matching the steady, rhythmic beat of his strong heart—her only anchor of safety in this desolate universe. ​The minutes passed, slow and heavy, as they watched the first light of dawn in solemn silence. ​As the deep blue threads of night slowly unraveled, the sun began to weave its first warm, golden rays at the horizon, painting the sky in shades of soft purple and pink. The sight of the sunrise cleared Eileen’s mind, bringing warmth back to a body that had finally stopped shaking.

September 10 — Thursday, morning Alexei woke before dawn. For a few seconds, he remained still, letting consciousness return slowly. The room was still immersed in the bluish twilight that precedes sunrise, and the silence was absolute, the kind that only existed in the early morning hours, when not even the mansion staff had begun their rounds.

Slowly, he closed his eyes, bidding farewell to the night. As the morning sun began to cast its gentle glow through the windows, William stirred from his slumber. He rose early, his mind focused on the task at hand. In the kitchen, he prepared a simple breakfast of toast and tea, the aroma wafting through the air. The clinking of plates and utensils filled the apartment, a comforting sound of morning routines.

Ming's POV I'd always thought "dawn" was a poetic way of saying "early morning." I was wrong. Dawn was 5:47 AM, and it was absolutely brutal. "Why does magical training have to start so early?" I mumbled as Kamon and I climbed into the Council's van, where Khun Siriporn and Khun Ratchanee were waiting with cups of coffee that smelled like heaven. "Because magical energy is strongest in the hours just after sunrise," Khun Ratchanee explained cheerfully. "The veil between worlds is thinnest when day and night meet."