Daybreaker Review Novels & Stories

It was a room that I had cleaned a few times but never paid too much attention to. I pushed the door open and there he was. The lower part of him tucked away on under the cover. His chest and arms lay bare above the messy, peeled-away sheets. He seemed at peace sprawled across the bed and I couldn’t bring myself to wake him. I closed the door and returned to his room. I crawled back into bed. This really was the perfect bedroom. Dmitrys bed faced a wall that was completely made of glass giving him the perfect view of the high trees that overshadowed his well-kept backyard.

Although he wasnt eating yet, she knew he was going to be ok. She left him to go take a shower and went on exploring her boyfriend's past. She went back to his bedroom and pulled out the box again. She took out the DVD cover again and analysed the man and the boy on the cover. They didn't look similar at all cause it was just a movie after all but there was something about it. She looked at the back and read the description again. Benjamin Frost. She knew the actor. She had watched tons of his movies including the one she was holding. There was something about looking at the boy today that gave her mixed feelings.

"You will sit and finish breakfast. Then we will see little Debbie in the parade and have a good time giving her candy." "Or what?" "Or I will break that phone into tiny pieces." "I can just get another one." "It will not have certain contacts." "Fine. Besides you did not tell me how last night went." "It was cool." "Just cool?" "Yes. Now can we go? " As they got out of the apartment, Robyn received an email on her phone and found herself clenching her jaw. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine. Let's go. Beau said he will meet us there."

The day after I proposed to my fiancée, she sent me a message out of nowhere saying it was over. I called her over and over, frantic, but she hung up every time. I sent message after message, and she read every one without replying. I even went looking for her, but she was nowhere to be found. It was not until I collapsed onto the couch, completely drained and white as a sheet, that I finally saw a new social media post from her childhood friend. [Only Ellery would actually go through with it. She drew the dare to dump her fiancé cold—no explanation, nothing—and she really did it. Absolute legend!] I read it, then replied to her message: [Got it.]

The room was dark except for the glow from the screen and the small bedside lamp he had forgotten to switch off. His fingers hovered over the keyboard. He shouldn't be doing this. It was ridiculous, and yet he clicked play. Diamond's latest voice recording filled the room. "Good evening, sweetheart. Did you miss me today?" Noa closed his eyes. The voice was smooth, deep and comforting. His heart immediately reacted the way it always did whenever Diamond posted a new recording. He listened until the end. Then he grabbed his phone. His thumb hesitated over a video from one of the team's media interviews.

--- Evening Revelation As the office emptied, Aria reflected on the day. She had navigated sabotage, professional tests, and subtle personal pressure. She had maintained composure, skill, and discipline. And yet… she couldn’t deny the pull of Cassian’s presence, the thrill of being seen and measured, the dangerous allure that lingered in every glance. Some people… were impossible to resist. And Cassian Virelli was one of them. The black card in her pocket felt heavier than ever. Thirty days. Thirteen survived, and now fourteen complete. Each day chipped away at her walls, leaving her exposed, aware, and dangerously drawn to him.

The warriors around them seemed less tense too. Wow. Took them this long to stop terrifying everyone? “Morning,” I mumbled. “You’re finally up,” Celina grinned, her mouth still half full. “You’re late,” Ronan added without looking up from his cup. “It’s our break day,” I muttered, rubbing my neck. “Exactly. Which means you should be up early to enjoy it,” Jace said, pointing his fork at me before shoving it back in his mouth. I glanced at the clock—it was barely seven. Uptight much?

they both said and broke into another fit of giggles. The rest of the night went pretty much the same. So much laughing that all of our sides hurt and we did some makeovers and told secrets and a lot of junk food. Around one in the morning, Emma finally passed out. We all moved, spread out and got comfy, and that is when I finally looked at my phone. I had a missed call from Tyson and several text messages. He wanted to know why I was acting like a dog. Someone was going to die in the morning.

Isabelle woke up with a start, her eyes swollen and her body aching from the hard floor. She had cried herself to sleep, exhausted from the emotional turmoil. Rose, sensing her distress, had curled up beside her, providing comfort. As she sat up, her head spun, and she rubbed her temples. The events of the previous night came flooding back, and she groaned, burying her face in her hands. After a few moments, she got up, her body creaking in protest. She stumbled to the bathroom, Rose following closely behind. The warm bath revived her slightly, and she washed away the tears and stress. Then, she bathed Rose, who yelped and squirmed but ultimately enjoyed the attention. Clean and refreshed, t

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.