Breaking Dawn Part 1 Novels & Stories

He has to come out eventually. When the door finally swings open at 4:47 PM, I see him immediately. Adrian emerges with his gym bag slung over his shoulder, dark hair still damp with sweat, eyes focused on his phone screen. He looks tired. Worn down. But still beautiful in that way that makes my chest ache. "Adrian," I called out, standing up from the concrete bench.

37: Royals Dawn is rolling on the bed, it’s now morning but she can’t even sleep. She can’t polish a plan B, if her plan A didn’t go through. A loud knock from the door after a few minutes, she groaned and whined while walking towards the door to open it. “What took you so long?” Kritisha hissed. Dawn was surprised a little when she burst through her door.

Brock woke up with a start, his arm was draped across the bed, looking sideways he saw a sleeping Melissa, her hair messy from where he’d had his hands in it, he smiled at this. Then he remembered earlier, when he’d made love to her. He saw Blake at the top of the stairs, and yes a small part of him had felt euphoric, here was Blake watching as his older twin was deep inside Melissa, this felt to him like he was asserting his dominance over Blake.

The blasting music got us all in the mood for some mischief. I danced, I think… I have a brief recollection of dancing with Trevor. His hands were on my waist while I swayed away in my drunk haze. He is my brother's friend, so he didn't dare make a move… No, a stranger… a captivating stranger was the one who stole my first kiss… Aelfred A soft knock on my bedroom door got me back to my senses, “Come in…” I said softly, trying not to disturb the frail balance between my unbalanced body and my hammering head.

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.

"Look at me." Her voice was low and sounded almost broken. A fresh pang of guilt hit him and he could no longer push it away. In slow motion, he turned around so that he was facing her and felt his heart break just a bit more, if that was possible. She looked like a shell of the girl he'd come to know and love; her fair complexion had succumbed to a pale white that matched his own and her raven hair took on a more vibrant look, still dark but now shining.

However, darkness still lingers in some part of the forest. “Get up, my luna.” Alpha Lachlan quitted their improvised bed first. Frittles are occupying his face. His hair is totally disheveled, but with a little help of his fingers, he combed his hair and yawned a little bit. After few seconds, he look handsome as before. “We need to get going. Vampires are weak when the sun is showcasing his might,” Alpha Lachlan said as he saw her rose from her sleeping position.

“Louis Edward, then see, do you decide to sacrifice everything for this girl…” The kidnapper started taking out a bag of water, he expertly injected something into Phoebe's veins, it seemed to be medicine so after a while, Phoebe's facial muscles started to relax and she started breathing steadily than. He took a towel from the closet and knotted it, then put the knotted part in Phoebe's mouth and tied the ends. When he finished, he looked at his watch, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. He decided to go out to dinner, leaving the girl tied up on the bed.

I use those images because they fit to my own description and actions. Soooooooo with all excitements, buckle your seatbelt, and dive into Medusa's own very world........🤪 Welcome to the first book of BROKEN SERIES....😫 I love all of you guys😘 Xoxoxo Medusa💙🖤

Chapter 40: A New Dawn The first thing Caden noticed when he woke was the warmth of the sunlight spilling through the thick curtains, casting soft golden rays across the room. It felt like a strange comfort after the cold darkness that had gripped him for so long. His body was still heavy with fatigue, his muscles aching, but there was a new kind of peace surrounding him. The panic, the fear, the doubt that had plagued him in his final moments—before everything had gone black—were gone.