Dead By Dawn Book Novels & Stories

Each point of contact a small fire that stayed lit long after his hand was gone. I walked away. Didn't look back. Dawn was six hours away. And somewhere in a cell at Shadow Peak, a pregnant woman was counting the minutes until someone came for her. I was coming.

I felt nothing, only smooth skin. A shaky breath escaped me. “I died…” The words sounded foreign out loud, but it was true. I know that I died, because how much can one imagine life slipping out of their body? You don’t hallucinate the weight of betrayal like that. But then again, I was back. “I’m back.” The realization settled slowly, like dust after chaos. As much as it didn't make sense, it was coming together and I was accepting it. The weirdest part was seeing a dead man alive and well. Ethan Adams was with me, alive, talking, smiling. He drove me home.

They sent out search boats and professional divers and worked through the night till dawn broke. "Found him!" someone called out. They pulled up the body I had arranged in advance. Only when the evidence was undeniable would Serena and Ethan truly believe I was dead. At the same moment, I was hauled up by the backup I’d arranged in advance. Gus walked over in long strides. "Caleb. Everything's ready. All that's left is waiting for them to walk into the trap." The sun rose slowly. Serena ripped out her IV and wrecked the hospital room. She refused treatment for her leg and insisted on going back to the place we had lived together.

Drake’s POV – I stir awake to the faint echoes of battle still humming through the air. The scent of blood clings to the wind, but the fighting is ending—our men and Baylee’s wolves are finishing off the last of the rogues. It doesn’t take long. When it’s over, Ben taps me, and I open my eyes with a groan, blinking as the sunlight hits me full in the face. “Damn, that’s bright,” I mumble, shielding my eyes. Beside me, Dain groans too, clutching his head as the last traces of poison seep from my body. Caron’s potion is working—cleansing, pushing out the darkness.

David’s confession, the shadow at the ravine’s mouth, the realization that the Bone King was not the island’s only nightmare. Jenna’s pulse had not slowed once since leaving the shelter. Even Steeve’s breath trembled in uneven bursts. Their bodies moved because David said to move, but their minds were still trapped in the horrors of the night before. And as dawn strained weakly through the canopy, it became horribly clear: the deeper they followed David, the deeper they stepped into an island that wanted them dead.

confidently. We alighted from the taxi and began walking home. The moment I stepped into London, I felt chills down my spine. The feeling was unusual, odd and weird. It was few minutes to 1pm, just in time to make lunch before my siblings return from school and time enough to take over my shift at the bar. The route to our compound was filled up and while mama Ajabo and I walked side by side, people stared us and I felt uncomfortable so I ran home. “Let me through.” I said while pushing my way into our compound. People filled up our compound and I couldn’t process what was happening. Two huge men came out lifting someone from the last room. He was dead; there were bloodstains all over him.

She rested her hand gently on my back, and her voice was soft. “Does it still hurt?” It was such a simple question, yet it undid me completely. I had endured every humiliation and every wound without shedding a tear since my rebirth. With just that simple comfort, I broke down completely, burying my face in her arms as sobs wracked my body. I cried and cried until exhaustion finally pulled me into sleep. When I woke, sunlight was spilling through the window. Jasmine was sitting by the bed, clumsily peeling an apple. I could not help but laugh.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

“Of the White Coven. I have lived for over 3,000 years, and I have been with this coven for 800 of them.” “Why am I here?” “Vampire covens and races are always at war. They are very territorial. Unfortunately, you stumbled right into the middle of it.” “What do you mean?” she asked. “How?” He looked at her, confused. “Don’t you remember?” She stared back, blankly. “Your kill. It ignited all of this.” “Kill?” He slowly shook his head. “So, you don’t remember. Typical. First kills are always that way.” He looked her in the eye. “You killed someone last night. A human. You fed on him. In Carnegie Hall.”

Thank you all for reading Dawn of the Hunters! As always Include a bonus chapter for the next book. If you could please leave me a review letting me and others know how much you have enjoyed the book I would greatly appreciate it. Below is the first chapter of: All Queens Kings - book 8 the final book in the series. Are you ready for it? To be honest, I'm not sure if I am. Chapter 1 – Through New Eyes LAMIA The night of the blood moon