Daylight David Baldacci Novels & Stories

As time went on, Alba had no choice but come to the Iridescent Sect. Of course, this was what it looked like on the surface. In reality, deep down in her heart, she also wanted to meet David. This man was so incomprehensible. When facing the Lightfoot family in the Central Sacred Continent, David asked her to buy him time. And now, he managed to kill a Deity from a level 9 civilization in seconds. This difference was too big! If she had not witnessed David's rise this entire time, Alba would have suspected that David had hidden his strength from the beginning.

There is a flutter in my chest, and even though we aren't cuddling, I find it easier than ever to fall asleep. I feel so safe. In the morning, well, before even the rooster is up, David is leaving. I crack open an eye. "Early game?" "Yup," David replies while putting on clothes. I study his tattoos in the morning light. There is a black and white one on his broad back. Such sinewy muscles... It should be illegal to look like that. Ugh. I should have "accidentally" touched David after we went to bed yesterday. "Are you working today?"

I twist my hips, sliding away from his touch, and push the heavy fur coat off my face so I can see again. "Ah..." I whisper, squinting my eyes tightly because the bright glowing crystal-lamps inside the cabin hurt my pupils after the darkness. David stares down at his empty palms, his fingers still curved as if he can still feel the exact shape of my waist. My frame is very lean compared to a giant alpha like him, and his throat lets out a heavy, sudden swallow. He usually acts like a cold warrior who only cares about winning territory wars and managing the Duskbane Keep resources, but right now, his golden eyes look completely human and full of a strange, wild hunger.

"They must have connected the dots already." "If they would suspect anyone, it would be me." Alan retorted. "I'm the 'troubled kid' and you're still his sweet, little son." "We've been seen together a lot these days." I said. "I will definitely be suspected too, seeing that we disappeared at the same time." "Whatever." He waved me off. "When we get to that bridge, we'll cross it. For now, we need to figure out a way to—" "Activate the amulet?" Valeria interrupted as she walked out of the bedroom. And the first thing that caught our eyes was the red glow around her neck.

"I can't let that happen." Xavier reaches for my hand on the table. His large fingers envelop my cold ones, providing warmth that calms me slightly. "This world is controlled by narratives, Rose. And right now, David holds the reins," he whispers with a deadly, thin smile. "But he forgot that I own the stage. Let me help you handle this. I can erase all that news in seconds, or we can play a more... enjoyable game." I look into his golden eyes, searching for sincerity. "What game?"

He gave me a little squeeze before leaving the room. "I'm Rachel, sister of the beta Daniel. If there is anything you need please let me know. I'd be happy to help." She held our her hand to me as she introduced herself. I watched as the alpha left without a word, leaving me and Rachel alone. "You could help me with something." I burst out as an idea crept into my mind. She looked very intrigued but then the smile was quickly replaced with a look of uncertainty. " Have you mind linked with them? That's what I do if I ever need to get a hold of Alpha Ben or Daniel." She said.

"Darling, things are a little hectic at work today. I won't be coming home tonight. Tomorrow's our anniversary, and I made a reservation for a candlelight dinner at Palmette House. Let's bring Crispin and enjoy the evening together," Edgar Snider's voice came through the phone, warm and gravelly. I listened absentmindedly as I tapped open Winifred Clayton's chat on WhatsApp. Just an hour ago, she had sent me a video—she and Edgar, tangled up in each other's arms, kissing like they couldn't bear to part.

A question struck my mind. ‘How did you find me?’ I asked him. He smirked. ‘I followed you,’ he said. I looked at him in surprise. ‘Follow me?’ I muttered those words as he increased the volume of the music. ................................... JULET’S POV Following a total stranger home, not knowing where he was taking me, we entered a grand estate named "The Damien's Estate." It was like another world, vast and magnificent. My mouth dropped open in awe; I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen something so impressive. As we drove, we passed under an arch of floricultures that provided shade.

"So you could misuse your position as Beta to stay by Callum's side and mark someone else's home as your territory?" "That's enough!" Callum interrupted me. "Get a hold of yourself. Lena's only here to deliver paperwork, so don't jump to any crazy conclusions!" At that moment, two uniformed enforcer werewolves strolled through the door. The first one swept his gaze over us. "Which one of you is Ayla Townsend? We've retrieved the neighborhood security footage to further investigate your daughter's disappearance." I stepped forward immediately. "I'm Ayla Townsend! Did you find any leads?"

LENA The air outside the house smelled like rain. The sky was heavy with clouds, gray and still, like the world was holding its breath. I stood by the window with a cup of tea in my hand, watching droplets start to gather on the glass. My thoughts were far from the drizzle though—they were tangled in memories I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to untangle completely. It had been months since the court case. Months since I stood face to face with David Carter, the man who’d given me life and then vanished for most of it. The man who had come back into my world in the most complicated, painful way possible.