Dawn's Ballad Novels & Stories

In a twinkling, the white radiance cleared away those gloomy clouds floating above the imperial palace for a thousand years. At this point, the radiance made numerous holes in those overcast clouds. Through those holes, the sun cast its golden rays on the Phantom King, making a string of fizzy sounds. The Phantom King seemed to be quite afraid of the sun and quickly went to hide in the shade. With a deep voice, he yelled, "Who the hell are you?" Evernight said, coldly, "I was the Zither Spirit of the musician whose heart was dug out by you."

It wasn’t very effective as they could dodge them very easily but still, it was what we had. “Let’s finish up. They leave at first light.” Ashe said the hunt began at Dawn, but they weren’t leaving until tomorrow. I assumed it was a figure of speech but after scenting the three sisters on Rhett I knew she had played her part. They had played their part… to well.

"Vampire king?" Angel's body froze with all kinds of fantasies in her mind. He still hoped that all this was just a dream from a hidden imagination in his subconscious. He still hoped that he would wake up soon and return to his normal life as usual. However, a cold touch that greeted his skin brought him back to reality. There was still a pale-skinned woman currently serving him. "You are very beautiful, Your Majesty... you are very worthy to be our queen." Angel returned to focusing her gaze on a mirror in front, showing herself already wearing an ancient ballgown like the queen of the previous kingdom.

She snuggled into Dante's arms, finding a comfortable spot, and they watched the sunset together. Before long, she drifted into a peaceful sleep. Everything in this world had cracks—that was how the light got in. Years later, Camellia would reflect on this thought and realize that Dante was her ray of light. Though he was not the brightest and most blinding light, he stayed with her through every long night, warming her through the coldest winters.

The eyes that had once seemed deep and devoted now darted toward me with nervous calculation. "Lena," he started carefully, "I regret everything. I know I was wrong. Will you give me another chance?" He spoke like a man grasping at straws, the arrogance gone. "A chance? A chance for what?" I laughed softly. "A chance to pursue you again. Like before, back in college!" His words tumbled out, desperate, as though he believed I could be won back so easily. "And then what? So I can be your maid again? Carry you on my back while you climb?"

We did it together, sifting through people's minds like it was an open book. After a while, Dawn grew tired, the strain of using her powers so much in one day taking its toll. She collapsed onto the couch, her head resting against the cushions. “I’m exhausted,” she murmured, her eyes fluttering shut. I sat beside her, brushing a hand over her hair. “You did amazing today, Dawn.” She smiled weakly, her hand reaching out to touch mine. “Thanks, Rhys. But I’m still not as strong as you. I need to be better. I need to be ready for what’s coming.”

Asher lifted his hands up in a surrender position. “Sorry my bad. I understand your point now” he said in a defeated tone. “Don’t worry about dawn Riley I’ve got a strong hunch that our two pups will be perfectly fine tonight” “When you have a hunch you’re always right so I feel much more at ease now” just then we heard footsteps approaching us. When we turned to look we saw dawn in a beautiful lilac gown that hugged her body perfectly. She had grown into a beautiful young women. Her black hair was pin straight and hung down to her waist. Her green emerald eyes were piercing and her tanned skin was clear and glowing.

she asks. Another straightens, sniffing the wind. “That’s not thunder.” A third’s smile fades entirely. “Someone’s coming.” They all look toward the ridge just as the banners unfurl. The moment they realize what’s happening is like glass shattering. They stagger back, their voices rising, spells half-formed on their lips. They’re too late. Dawn has broken, and with it, retribution. I brace both hands on the stone as the light pours in, rising higher and higher, illuminating every inch of the valley. It’s a new day, a new beginning, and finally, after all the darkness, freedom will come.

He started "You also have to cut ties with this world in order to defend Altheda, remember not only is our realm in danger but this world is also in danger. It is all left for you to decide, it's time for The Dawn of A Guardian." He said those words with so much emphasis. And before I know it another smoke screen filled up the book shop again, I managed to find my way out before I would choke to death.

Did she actually make a mistake leaving her son and father behind? Farrah closed her eyes, kneading her forehead gently as she slowly organized her thoughts. She couldn’t afford to have doubts about herself this time. Not only would it not help her achieve her purpose, but it also hinders her companions. Farrah eventually calmed down and fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already six am. Everyone’s already walking out of their rooms, either yawning or still had their eyes closed. “Woke up? Clean your faces and have breakfast.” Twilight ordered, pointing to the leftover foods Farrah cooked last night. Gracea reheated it as their breakfast.