Dawn's Ballad Novels & Stories

A loud snap and Dawns scream pulls me from my thoughts "Dawn" "Ahh Jess it hurts " "Ok ok stay calm," i say as I look around me in case the tracker is there but there is no sign of him, "Shhhh Dawnie it's ok" I look at the bear trap clamped around her ankle and sigh loudly "Ok, Dawnie I need to get this off so on the count of three im going to separate the teeth and free your leg...ok?" Dawn looks at me white as a sheet and nods so taking a deep breath I start to count

And with that promise echoing in his heart, he surged forward, his pack close behind, ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead. A few hours later, the first light of dawn crept over Blackthorn, painting the ruined courtyard with muted gold and crimson hues. In that fragile morning glow, Diego stood atop a shattered wall, surveying the aftermath of last night’s battle. Amid the remnants of shattered stone and spilled blood, a familiar sound stirred hope in his weary heart—the steady, resolute voices of his pack.

“You wanted revenge, didn’t you? Well, here it is.” Dawn’s breath hitched, and she tried to scoot away from me, her wounds making her movements sluggish. The crowd murmured in anticipation, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife. This was the moment I had waited for. No more lies, no more betrayal. I would finish this once and for all. “Dawn Leonard,” I began, my voice loud enough for all to hear, “For your crimes against this pack, for the murder of my father, and for the betrayal you’ve sown, I sentence you to death.”

Soren's voice, deep and resonant like the rumble of thunder over distant hills, cut through the whispers, commanding silence. "Brothers and sisters of the Dawn Pack," Soren began, his words carrying on the breeze, laced with the weight of tradition. "We gather tonight under the moon's benevolent gaze, in this sacred glade where our ancestors first howled their oaths. The Emberfall Woods have witnessed our triumphs and our sorrows, and now, they bear witness to a new dawn. Alya Dawn, daughter of the flame, step forward and embrace the mantle that destiny has woven for you."

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light, Which heaven to gaudy day denies. When she walked out of the room, Mo Zihan's breathe hitched causing him to remember this song. His goddess is beautiful as usual. But he still couldn't take his eyes off her. Then, he looked at her with worried gaze and said "Kara, I think you shouldn't go. You look so stunning that the men will look at you with lusty eyes and brother will kill me by then."

Dawn bleeds over the horizon, “Pale light spills through the cracks, and the promise of dawn twists into dread.” “This is where we risk it,” I whisper. “Or lose everything. My watcher comes with food at sunrise. If we’re still here, we’re finished.” Caelorn rakes a hand through his hair, despair etched in his eyes. “Then we’re caught before we’ve even begun.” “I guess so.” My gaze darts back toward the watch’s — “Look.”

An hour later. I looked around the courtyard...Kael was helping someone unload the fresh wine barrels, Riven was trying to flirt with a bard, Auren was perched on the balcony preening his wings, and Draken was leaning against the wall looking like a sin snack. For the first time in ages, the keep didn’t feel heavy with tension. It felt alive. And tomorrow, we’d dance. Let the fucking council watch us sparkle. Daeira POV Evening of the Ball Inside Her Walk-In Closet of Dreams

Eon is hers, so she is giving him everything that she is. The dusk turned into a bright, sunny day. Eon softly snored in her bed, his chest decorated with red marks. She smiled melancholy watching the rhythmic movement of his muscled chest as he breathed. The corner of her eyes turned misty as she gently kissed the corner of his lips and uttered a silent goodbye.

After twilight comes dawn. After dawn comes dusk, then twilight. Cycle repeats.. Some humans try to live through the day, while some just try to survive it. But alex won't have none of that. He would always live in the moment till he breathes his last breathe. Some may say he was reckless and lacks proper ambition but no shit, he did. But did he give a fuck? Hell no!

He could do so many things to me and there was nothing I could do about it. "Avalyn to earth!" Dawn said, snapping her fingers in front of my eyes. "Huh?" I whispered. Dawn pulled at her hair and fell flat on the bed. "Come on, Avalyn! Listen," She snapped, sitting upright again. "Listen, why don't you think of this as a honeymoon... With the cutest man in the world! Think of this as the night you get liberated! And make sure you take notes because I am going to be learning first-hand experience from you!"