Daylight David Baldacci Novels & Stories

From that moment on, everyone prepared for the meeting of the messenger from the Underworld. ~~~~~~ On July 10, 2018, Damon and Marco were patrolling the area as usual. As they split up, one to patrol the front of the house and the other to patrol the back, an intruder burst into the garden and Damon sensed his presence immediately. It was a new demon, certainly none of Salvador's companions, but some other whose aura he did not know, probably one of the army Salvadore was gathering. The intruder was at the back of the house, which was Damon's premise. He was tall, slim, with short blonde hair and dreadfully blue eyes. It didn't take Damon long to catch him - he was still a young and inexper

Those, compiled with the events of the evening made her want to crawl beneath the safety of her bed coverings. “Call me Brandon,” he said as he walked a little too close. She quickly stepped away and studied him. The moonlight cast an eerie glow to add to the mood of the evening. Shadows played with his dark hair and steel grey eyes, giving his handsome looks a sinister edge. “I will,” Tara said. She wasn’t sure if the shiver up her spine was from the excitement she felt whenever he was close or from the power the combination of the moonlight and the dark mood of the evening gave him.

David ordered, determined to keep Anna under his control. Smith stationed two men outside the cell room and left for the meeting with David. They met Andrew at a café a few minutes later David extended his hand to shake, saying "Hello, Mr. Andrew Clarke." Andrew sat down without taking David's hand and asked, "So, why would a famous billionaire need a mere reporter like me?" David withdrew his hand, taken aback. "Mere? Are you joking with me?" "In front of you, I am just a mere reporter whom you can kill anytime," Andrew explained.

Mira excused herself from Rudra and Neel to go with Aurora. "I can't select a nice dress for tomorrow's date... I am so confused." Aurora was tensed. Rudra watched both of them disappear from the dining hall and dashed out along with Neel. "Answer me, Durga?" Damon asked strictly. She was crying continuously. Yang took a deep breath while holding her by arms. "I know you didn't do anything, but you definitely know something... Tell me, what's happening?... Is someone blackmailing you?"

Some of my favorites that were published in the morning edition of Wolf Street Times were: “We all knew something had been going on. Alpha Hendricks isn’t handsome enough to have a daughter that beautiful.” “The eyes should have given it away. She and Alpha Tyler have the same eyes.” “Alpha Reynolds, of course, is hiding out and not showing his face. I bet Dianna was the one that drove Luna Alice to her early grave.” Now the problem, do I hide in my room and order room service before getting on the plane, or do I go downstairs to the breakfast?

DAISY The sun is way too bright for someone like me, whose morning started with three hours of homework, a burnt piece of toast, and a caffeine crash halfway to school. I drag myself into the courtyard, my bag slung over one shoulder, clutching a book that definitely isn’t for class. Of course, Adrian McAlister is exactly where I expect him, sprawled out on the stone ledge near the fountains, looking like he walked straight out of a YA fantasy novel. Lazy smirk, perfectly messy hair, and a phone in his hand like it’s his lifeline.

Call it yourself David, Adam's personal assistant. Even though it was nearing dawn, the two men did not fall asleep. Even though Adam hasn't slept in two days, but his two black beads are still perfectly open. Even still able to give everyone a glare. Adam and David were busy in front of a computer screen, they were working hard on a mission. David is a reliable hacker who can undoubtedly have his abilities, it only took hundreds of hours to complete the CCTV.

Without looking back, I vanished into the snow. Andrew stood in the snow, staring in the direction I had gone. His hoarse voice drifted through the wind. "You won't abandon me, Eleanor." A month later, at a bar in Glaciercrest Pack, I sat by the window, sipping coffee as I admired the snowy landscape outside. The murmurs of travelers around me reached my ears. "Did you hear? Darkmoon Pack’s strongest warrior confessed to murdering his ex-father-in-law and was sentenced today." My fingers froze around my coffee cup.

Author's POV It was 8am in the morning, Damian woke up staring at the ceiling, “I shouldn't have screamed at her that way.” He muttered under his breath, He sat up on the bed, there was a sudden knock on the door. “Come in,” He said. His voice calm and cold, the door swung open, it was his right hand man, Victor. “Good morning Mr. Blackwood,” He said bowing his head. “Have you checked on Elena?” Damian asked, thickness slipping through his tone. Victor lifted up his head, “Yes Sir, she's still asleep.” He said, his voice low and sharp, “Cancel all schedule at work today, I will be at home to spend more time with Elena,” He said, fixing a pointed stare at Victor, then he continued. “Make sure

Emma’s POV **Diary Entry – Zurich:** *Zurich is breathtaking, with the lake shimmering under the sun. As I stand by the water, I hear a familiar voice—David. My heart warms at the sound, even though I know he’s forbidden to me. David, with his kindness and the way he makes me feel special, is someone I can’t truly have. I’m not worthy of him, and I fear what Michael might do if he finds out about our connection. When David confesses his feelings, I’m torn. I tell him I’m not good enough, that I can’t give him what he deserves. But when he asks for just one date, I can’t say no. I want to feel cherished and loved, even if just for a day. The time we spend together is magical—he shows me what