Breaking Dawn Pt 3 Novels & Stories

The next day, Dawn awoke to find Logan gone. She searched everywhere, but he was nowhere to be seen. After pulling back the covers and getting dressed, Dawn left the room and went downstairs. Upon reaching the first floor, Dawn detected the aroma of bacon wafting from the kitchen. She followed the scent into the kitchen, where she found Logan cooking at the stove. He spun around and saw Dawn. "Good morning sleepyhead," Logan inquired, "how are you feeling?"

"According to my investigation, they've been sleeping together since they were minors. Wendy already had two abortions. Of course, they kept their parents in the dark, or news would have gotten out a long time ago." To be honest, I felt disgusted when I found out, but now, I was already numb to it. Summer sensed the topic was veering out of control and quickly said with a smile. "I have some good news. Because you managed to retrieve the immunity injection in time yesterday, your grandfather's condition has improved significantly. He can keep you company for another decade without any issues." I hugged Summer, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably, unable to suppress my joy. God knows

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.

I commended, “we'll discuss the details later. Get to the abandoned library, find a way to bring Dawn back to my lair without a single soul finding out.” I didn't miss the surprise in their eyes before taking off. This was the first time the triplets had shown any emotion. They'd always been stoic and aloof. Nothing fazed them even as kids. Was it good that they'd developed an attachment to Dawn? Dawn. What was she doing? How was she taking my people and making them hers? Why was she keeping me on the edge of my seat? I didn't have time to unravel all that at the moment. I needed to punch a hole in Marcus’ face and get him to dig out the fool that had betrayed Golden Crest. Maybe when I was

I have a fortune worth more than ten billion dollars, and I showed up to my high school reunion in an old hoodie. Someone asked how I'd been doing. I gave them a pained smile. "Bad investments. I owe seven million." The words were barely out when the prom queen on my right quietly slid her chair away from me. The class president on my left clapped me on the shoulder, then turned around and went off to toast somebody else. I took in every expression in that room and played my part to the end. After it broke up, a transfer notice popped up on my phone. $100,000 received. Underneath it was a note. [This is all I have right now. Use it for the emergency. There's no rush to pay me back.]

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.

We walk inside, and it shuts behind us. Six clicks the buttons and we start climbing 200 floors above. I’m clutching my purse with my sweaty palms. My heart is drumming wildly inside my chest. What am I even doing here? To hear him tell me more lies? To give him the satisfaction of watching me break one last time? Or to finally look him in the eye and show him that his broken little ex-wife is gone, and the woman he can’t shatter is standing right in front of him. We keep speeding up endlessly and I heave out the loudest sigh.

{SOMEWHERE FAR AWAY IN THE BREAKING DAWN PACK} "You did very well, Addison" Devil, Rihanna's father smirked at her after she informed him she had left his note at their patrol. Addison, a new member of the Breaking dawn pack who transferred to Angelina's home just to make friend with Elysian to see whether she was a Dragon or not, and the day she visited her, confirmation she was a dragon. She held her stone face on, any compliment from the evil alpha didn't bother her. Her heart never wanted to accept any of those, no matter how high the alpha praised her.

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.

he murmured huskily near my ear. I nodded immediately, unable to form proper words anymore. Derrick loved watching me lose composure beneath him; I could see it in the way his eyes stayed locked on my face, drinking in every reaction. His hand slid down my waist, gripping my thigh as he pushed deeper, earning another broken moan from me. But beneath all the pleasure, that uneasy feeling still lingered somewhere inside me. The message. The promise. He's found me... He wasn’t supposed to find me! I lied everything about myself to him, It must be a prank or something. But it was only he who knew the name... I never tell anyone of that name—It wasn't necessarily for anyone to know!