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With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

Birds had nested in the dashboard. At midday, they stopped to eat. Damon pulled from his pack a battered copy of *Watership Down*, which he’d scavenged from a burned library two towns back. He read aloud as they chewed dried fruit and jerky, his voice soft and oddly reverent. It was the only book they’d kept, after the world ended. As he read, Elena watched Donovan run perimeter checks, ever alert. She wondered if this vigilance would ever break, if he could ever trust in the possibility of a future. Damon caught her glance and folded the book shut, reading her mind as always.

But a hand clamped over my mouth, and a cold, sharp edge pressed against my throat. "You think a little salt in the veins stops her, Aliyah?" Dawn’s voice whispered directly into my ear. She had slipped away from the chaos while her sister was distracted by the angry mob. "If Dahlia can't use your blood to start her new world, I’ll use your death to end theirs." I looked down at the blade. It was pure, shimmering silver. "Help!" I tried to scream, but the hand tightened, cutting off my breath. Dawn leaned in, her eyes reflecting the dying red of the moon. "Let’s see how useful you would be to me."

Reborn Before the End Blurb Blurb She died once. She will not die again. Elara Vance died in the flames of an apocalypse that consumed the world, betrayed by the man she loved, abandoned to burn while he saved another woman and their child. Her final moments were filled with nothing but regret and hatred. Then she woke up. Three months before the end of everything, Elara is the only person on Earth who remembers what is coming. The collapsing sky. The mutated creatures. The mysterious energy that will destroy civilization as she knows it. Now she has a choice: waste her second chance on the man who destroyed her, or use it to prepare for the war ahead.

Damon was obviously not coming back this night so it was safe to bring the book out. I covered myself with the blanket and spread out the book in front of me, quickly flipping the page to where I stopped. The cold ones. There was always a chill that went through me when I read it out loud but I brushed it off as always. I continued reading about the two sons that had been brought back to life, the more the villagers tried to get rid of them the more villagers died at every waking dawn. In a space of two months the entire village was dead but that was not the problem.

Diane Dawn is a betrayal. It doesn't bring light, only shades of gray, detailing with cruel precision the scene of my imprisonment: the cold gilding, the luxurious fabrics that smother, the slumbering silhouette of the monster in his armchair. His breathing is steady, deep. A light snore, almost human, escapes his lips. This normalcy is the worst insult.

Dawn looked at the book and shook her head, “after this chapter, there is not a single mention of the vampires. Ashley nodded, “What about Aiyanna?” “What about her?” “Is there anything written about her as well in this book?” “Nope, other than the fact that she was a wicked bitch who wanted to ruin the world there is nothing here. Who was she, where did she come from nothing?” “What a pity,” Ashley said. Dawn then closed the book and the two kept the book back from where they had picked it up. “Now what?” Dawn said. Ashley spoke, “now let’s go out, and take a walk as I am confused and I want to clear my mind.”

DAWN. I'm annoyed with the fact that Ryder had to act like a fucking dick head and even leave the house without a word. I stayed up late, waiting for him to come back. I know it’s stupid of me, but I just felt that he will probably come back covered in bruises, and he wouldn't try to treat them himself anyway, so I stayed up, even though that might not be entirely the whole reason. My irritation towards him grows more when it got past three, and he still wasn't here. I had to force myself to go to sleep and now, as I open my eyes, my palm spreads across the bed, my heart beating in anticipation of finding Ryder's body next to me, but I'm wrong when the space next to me is empty. It is cold,

Dawn's POV I was so done with him, I fought with someone, bits and parts of my gown was covered in blood, my boy felt kind of tired, I was asleep, but I was in a cage, a metal cage, around me laid bones and corpses of all creatures including humans. I wasn't dreaming, I was sure of that, my heartbeat widely scared of the endless dark domain, more things began to fill the black hole like structure I was trapped in. Blood ..lots and lots of blood, more corpses and bones and ..fire, in front of me, stood a mountain of dead bodies and animal corpses and bones of wolves dating ages and ages back, there was the difference present in the features and bone structures was evidently seen.

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