Breaking Dawn Audiobook Novels & Stories

As he pressed his face against hers, he said, “Next time, sweet pea, it’s forever. I’ll see you soon. Daddy loves you.” As Ben closed the door behind him, Haldir began to laugh his raspy, hearty laugh of amusement. “Oh Selvin. I guess you could say that this curse is finally broken. Just like your fucking skull is about to be.” Haldir knocked his knuckles against the top of Selvin’s head. “ Broken into a million fucking pieces.”

Kael POV Dawn broke over the battered estate like a reluctant promise. Smoke still curled from the east wall where Draven’s forces had been driven back, their dead and wounded left behind as a grim warning. I stood on the reinforced balcony outside the medical wing, Elias resting inside under Halvorsen’s watch. The bond between us hummed steady now, warm and reinforced after the night’s hell, but I could feel the new undercurrents—his exhaustion, the pup’s growing demands, and the subtle contractions that had everyone on edge.

My gaze drifted towards the setting sun, a fiery promise of retribution. Just as the last rays of light dipped below the horizon, a soft knock resonated against the heavy door. My pulse quickened, a rush of adrenaline flooding my senses. The door creaked open slowly, revealing a figure bathed in the dying light. And as I saw who it was, my heart plummeted into an abyss of uncertainty. The figure at the doorway, considerably less fierce than Jason, was tall and quietly formidable. "Breakfast," he murmured, setting a tray on the table near me, making to leave right after.

Fabian sat alone in the dark living room long after midnight, loosened tie hanging around his neck, untouched whiskey resting beside him. His phone buzzed continuously on the table. Maxine. Again. Again. Again. Fabian finally silenced the phone completely. For years, he had convinced himself Maxine was the woman he could never forget. But now? Now every call from her only reminded him of what he had destroyed. ⸻ The next morning, Claire woke up peacefully for the first time in days. No anxiety twisting inside her chest. No fear of disappointment waiting around the corner. Just silence. Soft, gentle silence.

Sera POV Dawn broke reluctantly over Ravenwood. Frost clung to the pine needles like tiny claws, and when the first light came, it didn't warm anything, just made the ice glitter. I could smell the cold: sharp, mineral, mixed with rotting leaves buried under yesterday's snowmelt. A branch cracked somewhere to my left. I stopped. Listened. Just a squirrel, probably, but nothing felt casual anymore. Every sound made my shoulders tense.

We stood between darkness and dawn. Behind us—hope. Before us—the unknown. As Dante’s body dissolves into black mist, the twins kneel before us. Pearl 's voice echoes clearly: “The pact is broken.” And from the forest—they hear it. A lone wolf’s howl—older than any. Epochs reborn.

He headed back to the Pack House, intending to finally sit Celine down and talk. The living room lights were still on. On the coffee table sat a single piece of paper and a ring. He walked over and picked up the paper. As he realized what he was looking at, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him. A Declaration of Dissolution. Celine wanted to sever their mate bond. His hands began to shake. His gaze fell to the ring—their wedding band, the one Celine had worn for five years. He tried to reach her through the Mind Link, but he was met with nothing but a void. She had already left the Dark Moon territory.

Whatever this feeling was, I wasn’t going to shake it lying here. I padded down the hall, tightening the belt on my robe as I reached the ground floor. The light coming in through the large panes of glass that lined the hallways told me that it was closer to dawn than midnight. The view was beautiful. The sun was climbing up over the mountain, starting a new day. I was being pulled toward the front door when I heard it: Lucas’s voice. His words, tinged with anger and something like desperation, reached me. I tensed, feeling an instinctive rush of disgust.

~ Audrey ~ When Audrey opened her eyes next, the dawn was breaking and the morning sun was slowly rising through the sky. She could see the purple and orange hues lighting up the darkness through her bedroom window, signaling the start of another day. Behind her, Killian was sleeping soundly. His arms were wrapped around her body, and she felt warm and secured. After their excursion last night, Killian must be exhausted. Audrey would’ve been sleeping too, except she heard a noise coming from the living room, and it woke her up.

The older lady patted her shoulder lightly while returning the smile then headed back to her business leaving Amy behind. "Where do I start from?" Confused Amelia whispered. "What kind of Christian books would be less boring?" She exhaled deeply while her fingers traced through the books on the shelf. “‘Ahaha!” exclaimed confused Amy as she picked out a book from the shelf. “What could this be about?” wondered Amy while she read the synopsis of the book in her hand. She read out in an undertone, “Filled with faith and inspiration, Break Out will challenge you to build a new prespective, let nothing hold you back…” Nodding her head in concurrence to the words she read, “ hmmmmm…. I certainly