Before The Dawn Book Novels & Stories

Adrian He woke before the sun breached the horizon. The brownstone was enveloped in a stillness that felt almost sacred. Outside, the city seemed to hang in that fleeting, fragile moment between night and day—a time when the world itself hesitated to breathe. Shadows stretched across the ceiling, and the silence felt heavy, like the calm that follows a storm after it has finally burned itself out.

Chapter 5️⃣ ❤️ Predator’s Touch ❤️ Early the next morning, Liora was already awake before the first light of dawn touched the sky. She moved about her chamber quietly, bathing with water so cold it bit at her skin but cleared her mind at once.

Lana’s POV Dawn pale light seeped into the sky a gentle hush that disturbed the night and a whisper that didn’t want to wake anyone. For a while, I lost track of time unaware of the darkness fading. The city’s hum outside had quieted into that strange, waiting stillness that only comes before morning fully arrives…before traffic begins, before people remember to exist again. The room was hushed a deep silence that seems to vibrate with anticipation. The soft glow began to seep across the floor, casting a warm glow on the glass walls, the furniture, finally resting on the edge of the bed ,where he lay.

Under the dark sky, a burst of colorful fireworks suddenly lit up, making even the dark rooms in the house bright. I looked at the clock and saw that it was past midnight. It was a new year. Watching the fireworks, I felt happier than I ever had before. The fireworks kept going, lighting up the sky as if they were showing us the way for the year ahead. I smiled, went back to my room, and snuggled into my cozy bed.

As the first light of dawn painted the sky, Drew and Jette faced the uncertain day ahead—a day that held the promise of unraveling the mysteries that lingered in the shadows of dreams and the echoes of a past that seemed to resurface in the most unexpected ways. The dawn broke with hues of soft pinks and golds, casting a gentle glow upon the apartment as Jette and Drew sat on the edge of their bed, grappling with the residual unease from the night's disturbance. The old journal, a silent witness to the unfolding events, lay between them like a bridge between reality and the inexplicable. "Drew," Jette began, her voice tinged with a mixture of apprehension and determination, "the book from my

Chapter 22 Dawn awoke to sunlight in her room the following day. She sat up, stretched, and upon glancing at her nightstand, spotted the bottle. Recalling something, she jumped up, got dressed, and tucked the bottle into the back pocket of her blue jeans. She donned a red t-shirt, black hoodie, and black shoes before departing the room and descending the stairs. Upon reaching the downstairs area, she headed towards the front and found her mother reading a book in the living room. “Hey mom, is dad around?” Dawn asked.

He started "You also have to cut ties with this world in order to defend Altheda, remember not only is our realm in danger but this world is also in danger. It is all left for you to decide, it's time for The Dawn of A Guardian." He said those words with so much emphasis. And before I know it another smoke screen filled up the book shop again, I managed to find my way out before I would choke to death.

Naka-bathrobe sila lahat at parang gusto ko na yatang mag-backout. "Ritz, siya si Dawn, new model. Pakiayusan na siya para maisalang na agad," sabi ni Vinzon sa babaeng lumapit sa amin. Tiningnan ako ng babae mula ulo hanggang paa bago ngumisi. Napalunok ako at mas lalong kinabahan. "Sumunod ka sa 'kin," sabi niya kaya alanganin akong sumunod.

I looked back at the pages of the book, wrapping myself more closely in the gray scarf Oliver had given me for Christmas. However, I was not allowed to return to the land depicted in the story from my book, because I sensed a strangely familiar aura that was getting closer and closer to our property. My first thought was mother, because the structure of the aura was very similar, but a few details did not match. I put the book on the table and lifted the blanket from my lap, setting it aside, before giving Oliver a meaningful look. He must have sensed the aura as well, as was already taking Alex in his arms and then walking towards the gazebo, where Oliver sat him down on the bench next to m

🌹Damien🌹 I woke before dawn, the cold, sterile light of early morning creeping through the heavy curtains of my study. The room was silent except for the steady hum of the air conditioner and the faint tick of the clock on the wall—each second a reminder that my wedding was only days away. My mind churned with thoughts I had meticulously tried to suppress the night before, when I swore to myself that I would never allow vulnerability to breach the fortress I had built around me. And yet, Aurora had managed to do just that.