Dawn Book Novels & Stories

*** One Year at the Compound The morning alarm never sounded anymore. Elena's internal clock woke her at 4 AM precisely, body ready for the day's first transformation. One year of conditioning had rewired her circadian rhythms around Morgan's brutal schedule. She shifted in bed, feeling the comfortable weight of muscle that hadn't existed twelve months ago. The cabin that had once felt like a sanctuary now seemed too small, walls unable to contain the energy thrumming through enhanced cells. Outside, pre-dawn darkness offered perfect training conditions. Elena shifted mid-leap from her doorway, four paws hitting frost-covered ground in silence. The compound slept, but she had work to do.

DAMIEN’S POV A knock on my door interrupted my thoughts; it was our maid. I knew what she was here for. "Tell him I'm coming," I responded, adjusting my collar and glancing at my reflection in the mirror. I grabbed my suitcase and walked out. Downstairs, the entire family was seated at the dining table, eating. My gaze met my father's angry look. He cleared his throat, and I knew he was about to speak. "Would you join us for a meal?" Mom asked. I finally removed my eyes from Dad and took a seat. His glare remained, and I knew what he was going to say.

Thank you all for reading Dawn of the Hunters! As always Include a bonus chapter for the next book. If you could please leave me a review letting me and others know how much you have enjoyed the book I would greatly appreciate it. Below is the first chapter of: All Queens Kings - book 8 the final book in the series. Are you ready for it? To be honest, I'm not sure if I am. Chapter 1 – Through New Eyes LAMIA The night of the blood moon

Crows are not sun-loving animals, but they even dared to rush into their favorite food despite the intense sunlight. “So what does that have to do with the bar?” “Lust… The bar is a place where people feel satisfied, where they can turn themselves into crows and rush into drugs like crazy.” Louis began to open his notebook and began to take notes, “But why One Night Bar! Because it was a place where, as you said, it was difficult for the police to reach because the drug trafficking and money laundering ring was still operating illegally at this bar. That's why crows are constantly looking for prey in the dark, and we are the sun; Sunflower is a drug. That bar must be some kind of mystery tha

The next day, Nadir woke up in the early morning. The sun was breaking through the slits in the louvers, filling the entire living room with its rays. - I don't think I'll ever get used to it.- she said to herself, rubbing eyes lightly with her hand.

Diane Dawn is a betrayal. It doesn't bring light, only shades of gray, detailing with cruel precision the scene of my imprisonment: the cold gilding, the luxurious fabrics that smother, the slumbering silhouette of the monster in his armchair. His breathing is steady, deep. A light snore, almost human, escapes his lips. This normalcy is the worst insult.

David was awake. "Y-You're awake?" He asked David. His cheeks flushed as he saw David's lips draw small smiles. David hugged him and kissed him on the forehead. "David, what time is it?" He was embarrassed to ask David. Because he could feel him underneath the blanket that he's actually hard. [Psychological reaction] Dawn said only to him self "11:30 am." David's simple answer. "Let me go. Why didn't you wake me up early. Aren't you having a meeting today with Mr. William?" Said Dawn.

Damian’s POV Dawn, when it finally came, was the kind that crept—not the dramatic sluice of gold you see in paintings, but the shy, reluctant light of winter. A nearly imperceptible shift: shadows thinning over hardwood, pale blue leaking across the city’s spires, as if the world, too, tiptoed for fear of disturbing her.

When I reached the library, I was surprised to see Dawn standing. "Hey. Why the long face?" she asked when she noticed my presence. And just like how I perfected lying, I replied, "Nothing so far." We never planned to meet here. “Did you wait long?” “Nah. Just in time. I made sure no one saw me when I strolled her. So...Did you see them?" "Who?" I asked, not knowing who she was referring to. "Zenith and the alpha king—" Dawn shook her head when she realized something and changed her mind. "No. Never mind. Let’s not talk about them and get over this, okay."

It was a fake arrangement so why did the silence feel so loud? Snapping my eyes shut, I groaned softly, pressing the book over my face. “Okay, what is wrong with you?” Dawn asked, her voice cutting through my thoughts. Groaning slightly, I lowered the book just enough to peek at her. She was lying on her stomach across her bed, chin propped on her hands and watching me with narrowed eyes. “Nothing,” I said quickly. “That’s a lie.” She replied, raising a brow. “It’s not.” “It is.”