Dawn Of Hearts Novels & Stories

Dawn P.O.V. Dark folds around us like wet velvet. Allison slips, and I take the fall. Breath first. Anchor on breath. In. Out. The air tastes old, dust and iron and the sour musk of rogue wolves trying to cover fear with sweat and anger. Beneath it, faint as summer rain: lavender, our mate’s scent on the memory of a shirt pressed to a chest that won’t sleep. And there, bright as a spark lodged behind my ribs; the other heartbeat. Small. Steady. Mine to guard.

Dawn spilled across the sky in strokes of gold and crimson, as if the heavens themselves had painted the horizon with fire and hope. For the first time in years, the banners of the Vale dynasty rose over Dawnspire’s highest tower—Serenya’s crest, silver and starlit, gleamed against the morning light.

It was already there. ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★ Hello lovely readers, If you're here, that means you not only love supernatural things like I do but you love the act of love too. I'm sure smokin hot alphas make a good selling point for most stories. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for deciding to read my first book, Awakening the Feral! Whatever made you decide to pick it up, I hope the writing has now since convinced you to stay a while.

I will unlove my love, uncare my care and even unwow my wows from anyone that doesn’t know its value…’ Mila thought. She moved into the house and didn’t bother to greet her uncle and Anita or retort to the tons of questions they threw at her. She walked into her room and freshened up. She came out of the bedroom and settled on the phone Dimitri had bought for her. She switched it on and smiled at the wallpaper. It was a snapshot of when Dimitri kneeled in front of her. A note from Dimitri came in. “I just can't stop thinking about you. You make my world so beautiful. You are flawless, just the way you are…”

Samaira ****** I woke up at 6 a.m. despite sleeping at 4 in the morning. This temporary insomnia occurs whenever I get nightmares of that night. I still can't forget what happened 3 years ago. It's not like I never tried, but that dreadful memory doesn't leave me alone. After getting up from bed, I did my morning chores and got ready in my jogging clothes. I was not a morning person before but I have changed now. I went down to go to the nearby park for jogging. I saw Ishu Bhai already waiting for me.

The next day, Dawn brought with her three copies of her book with signatures and personalized short messages. After dropping off her grandmother at her house, she then headed to school. It was especially cloudy that day. The wind was slightly chilly. Dawn wore a white cardigan. Her hair was styled in a french braid. Cloudy days’ supposed to give anyone gloomy feelings but at the sight of Dawn, a person couldn’t help but for their endorphins to rise. Her beauty and gentle temperament could warm a person’s heart. It was as if they were seeing a priceless painting in front of them. One couldn’t help but admire.

Zoe awoke with a jolt, her heart racing and her breathing shallow. The room was dark, the first hints of dawn just beginning to filter through the window. She touched the pendant resting against her chest, feeling its warmth as though Nyx’s words had left a lingering imprint. Her thoughts spun as she sat up in bed, her mind filled with questions. A blood witch, a vampire with the key to her powers, and a traitor lurking in their midst - it was too much to process all at once. Yet she could feel the truth of Nyx’s vision resonating within her. She was on the cusp of something far bigger than she’d realized, a path that was both thrilling and terrifying.

As the morning unfolded, a new chapter began in the saga of the vampire princess and the alpha king. The whispers of dawn carried a promise of both redemption and a reckoning. For in the heart of darkness, where even moonlight dared not tread, Davien would face his demons, his quest not just for forgiveness, but for the very love that threatened to slip away like the fading whispers of twilight. Davien, heart ablaze with determination, plunged into the heart of the twilight valley. The air, thick with ancient secrets and whispers of forgotten dangers, clung to him like a shroud.

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

Two days later, Dante finally woke up early in the morning. He opened his eyes to see Camellia slumped over by his bedside, having fallen asleep from exhaustion. A pang of heartache flashed in his eyes as he watched her. He wanted to lift the blanket that had slipped off her shoulders to cover her properly. However, the small motion stirred Camellia awake. Seeing him conscious, her eyes immediately reddened with tears. "Dante, why are you so foolish? Why would you risk your life to save me?" she choked out. Dante struggled to lift his hand and brushed a tear from her cheek. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Because…"