Breaking Dawn Alice Novels & Stories

"Alice, Alice, wake up." Elijah had already gotten the location from Black Lotus and also received the blood flowers he requested. He was on his way to the given location when he felt a very ominous feeling. Instead, he rushed his way towards Alice’s house and found her unconscious with the charm he had gifted her on the ground.

I walked out without waiting for his response. The day flew by in a blink of an eye and soon I found myself seated at a dining hall with the Alpha king while we waited for his precious daughter to come out of whatever existential crisis she was going through. “Your father would have had your head on a spike if you were even a minute later than him to the dining grounds” Lake grumbled. I didn't complain, my eyes patiently fixed on the door. The doors swung open, a figure walked, wearing nothing but jeans, a tank top that exposed the piercing on her belly button and a jacket over the top, her striking hair making my heart sink.

At that time, Loona Richart's feelings for Damian Desmond were known to everyone in their group, and Alice was the only one who appeared in public with him. However, Loona Richart insisted that Damian Desmond deliberately used Alice as a shield; otherwise, why would Alice end up in the arms of Jackson Hale? Although Jackson Hale was outstanding, if she had to choose, she still preferred a masculine man like Damian Desmond, not a refined and gentle type like Jackson Hale. Especially when she saw him emerge from the water, that appearance was unimaginably seductive, making people's blood boil... But in the end, Alice, with one foot in two boats, ended up empty-handed. After returning to the co

- Emory - The first light of dawn seeped softly through the windows, casting a pale glow across the room. I watched Alice sitting alone in the corner, wrapped in a blanket, watching the pack from the window, her face pale but contemplative. Her mind flickered with a thousand thoughts—haunted, determined, and somehow… transformed.

"I hope so..." Alice squeezes my hand reassuringly. "Don't worry. Everything will work itself out. You have nothing to fear." "I know." Adam knocks at my bedroom door. "Come in." I open the door and smile brightly as he walks in. "Good morning, Alyssa." He smiles back, his eyes sparkling. "Hey yourself." "Excuse me," Alice says, standing up quickly. "I'm going to go make breakfast. I'll see you later." "Okay." I watch her walk toward the kitchen with a frown marring my brows. Why does she look upset?

But one thing is sure, I ain't getting out of his den alive, like he said. I looked up at the door as it opened, revealing a middle-aged woman in a lab coat. She walked over to my bed with a tray of food in her hands and an infectious smile on her face. “I see you're awake. You can now have your breakfast.” She said, settling the tray on a desk attached to the bed. I guess she noticed my confusion, so she added. “The Alpha ordered it for you, and he wants you to eat every chunk of it." Now, this was more confusing as I couldn't help but think if he was planning to feed me so he could have enough of my flesh to share with his pack members when he finally kills me. Or perhaps, he'd poison the

It was a view we would never see in the city. Chris opened the door and found Alice standing in front of our door. She was wearing a pink sweater, black stretch pants, and furry sandals. “Good morning, Dad.” “Morning, sweetheart. What’s going on? Are you okay?” Chris asked. “Yes, I’m okay. I just wanted to let you know that breakfast will start in forty-five minutes. So, you guys can get ready. I’m leaving now.” “Okay. Thank you, sweetheart,” Chris replied. After that, Chris closed the door again and lay down beside me. We looked at each other and kissed. “I want you to wear the lingerie I bought you tonight. Okay?”

Alice said, her voice steady but with a sweetness that contrasted with the brutality I had endured. I leaned on Alice, barely able to take a step without my legs trembling from pain. She guided me to a nearby chair and carefully helped me sit down. The relief of being out of that suffocating room was immediate, but the pain still pulsed intensely in my knees. Alice quickly moved to the cabinet, grabbing a small box of bandages. When the alcohol touched my injured skin, it felt like fire was poured over me. I shut my eyes tightly, and a groan of pain escaped my lips. "I’m so sorry..." Alice murmured, her voice filled with guilt. "Unfortunately, alcohol is the only thing we have to disinfect t

And if I go—” Her breath shattered. “I lose you.” The tunnel opened ahead—moonlight spilling in, pale and unforgiving. Freedom. Exile. The bond screamed one last time—raw, desperate, furious. Not breaking. Never breaking. She moved forward anyway, tears falling freely now. Far above the ground behind her, three Alpha's hearts beat in perfect, terrifying sync as they followed her trail—nit backing down, relentless, bound by something stronger than fear. The hunt had begun.

“Tomorrow. I couldn’t sleep after that. How could I not? There was a diary. A journal that might have answers. Actual answers. For the first time since this nightmare began I felt hopeful. Scared. But hopeful. The next morning was a long time coming. When a maid knocked on my door I was in my clothes. "Alpha Darian told me to bring you breakfast." I thanked her without enthusiasm. I wasn't really there. Somewhere else entirely. The journal. The journal. The journal. I hardly ate the food.