Dusk Aesthetic Novels & Stories

“Do not even think about giving me that look. That shit does not work on me my dark princess. I have grown immune to that look.” I told her. “I would never do that. I know that look does not work on my big, strong alpha.” she said. Her voice had taken on a sultry tone as her fingers scraped down my chest. One caught a nipple causing a jolt of lust shoot straight to my cock which twitched in my pants. Locke moved closer to look at Aerian as she sashayed away and into the damn kitchen.

It was dusk, the night was fast approaching As soon as Ashley stepped outside, she saw the most beautiful sunset she had ever seen. The clouds were the perfect blend of gold and orange hue. The sun slowly faded behind the clouds, the beautiful rays of the evening sun hit them casting a wonderful glow on her skin. Momentarily Henry was captivated by her beauty. She was all smiles, cute dimples accentuating her already beautiful smile. Her golden blonde hair billowed in the calm evening breeze. Henry stared star-struck at the sight before him, Ashley dressed in the cutest sundress he had ever seen, watching the sunset like it was the most beautiful thing ever when she was the most beautiful.

Chapter 49; Do you have a plan? Dusky blues emerged, dotted with violet and fuchsia stars, like a juicy blend of wild berries freshly picked at dusk. The air was fresh, and a cold breeze blew across the busy streets of City B. On the first floor of a high-end restaurant, April, clad in an asymmetrical blue, skin-tight dress, sat across from Loretta Scott.

She snuggled into Dante's arms, finding a comfortable spot, and they watched the sunset together. Before long, she drifted into a peaceful sleep. Everything in this world had cracks—that was how the light got in. Years later, Camellia would reflect on this thought and realize that Dante was her ray of light. Though he was not the brightest and most blinding light, he stayed with her through every long night, warming her through the coldest winters.

If they overcome it they automatically be at phase one but if not it meant death. Ivory spread her fingers and condensed a little snow flake. Duke hemming smiled with pride in his eyes. ‘Am proud of you’. Basically everyone in their family was an ice elemental. ‘What about me, I woke up earlier than her, she used two days to wake up’ Ivan complained. ‘You brat’ duke hemming said hitting Ivan head ‘how can you compare to your sister, she’s a weak girl’. Ivan snorted coldly as he fixed his hair ‘I just styled my hair’.

Caspian thought it's a good idea for us to be out of the house for the evening. It is the beginning of dusk and the sky is beautiful even though we're not directly facing the sunset. It is painted with different shades and hues of orange, pink, blue, and purple. It's the end of spring and the sky is darkening slowly. The streetlights are on, and soon so are the lights in houses and other buildings.

That cynical voice cuts straight through the moment between us. Dorian slowly rises to his feet. He brushes the dirt from his gray cloak before wiping the blood from the corner of his split lip with his thumb. The alchemist stares at me with a mocking smirk that instantly pisses me off. “Shut your mouth, Duskborne,” I warn coldly, glaring at him again. Dorian does not look the slightest bit intimidated. His purple eyes gleam slyly, like he has just dug through the darkest part of my mind and exposed it for everyone to see.

DAWN POV The comforting whirr of the turbines against the soft humid air of summer dusk, right after the sun had just set over the horizon, resonated around the entire jet as it stretched above the milky orange clouds, creating a very peaceful, calm, and very lulling environment.

“I choose existence. I choose something. I choose to join as the First Dark joined. To become as the First Dark became. To exist as the First Dark exists. Not because existence is painless. Because existence is meaningful. Not because something is perfect. Because something is valuable. Not because life is easy. Because life is worthwhile. I choose. I commit. I decide. Existence continues. Something persists. Life is protected. Forever. Always. Eternally.” The pack celebrated. Relief. Joy. Victory. They convinced another Dark. Saved the world again. Proved love was powerful enough. The connection was strong enough. Meaning was sufficient. The Second Dark chose a name. “Call me Dusk. Because

Her vision got blurry and soon she was engulfed with darkness yet again. Dusk comes sooner than Aiden had expected, the last of the sun's rays cosseted behind the soft grey cloud. The street takes on the look of an old photograph, every familiar thing a shade of grey. Slowly the view fades to blackness and the night begins. After a whole day of struggle and all kind of feelings, the Prince and his beast seemed to be slightly relaxing as their mate is out of her heat and still sleeping on their bed. It had taken the Prince every ounce of self-control not to lose it and mark his mate while she was still unconscious by the effects of the thing Dr Riley used to make his mate fall asleep. But eve