Dusk To Dawn Novels & Stories

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

They later made love that evening , with very loud moans and the sound of the television high enough to cover their sounds of pleasure. Kamsi was the first to wake up after they slept off from the tiredness that set in after sex. She hardly slept for long. Mark was still sleeping, probably exhausted from work. She tried getting up to shower but he pulled her back to the bed, snuggling closer to her naked body. "Let's go make dinner, " she said. He held her for sometime then let her go . He soon joined her in the bathroom, helping her sponge while she also reciprocated. They walked down to the kitchen together after showering.

DARKEST HOURS CHAPTER SIX JOHN PAUL'S POV ********************************************* I was actually enjoying the sports news at the brisk of dawn when immediately my eyes set on my angel, i was overwhelmed by the plethora of sensual thoughts and utter bemusement. The more I fought over my thoughts of Treasure, her plump lips or and how beautifuly clad she was, the hornier i became. At that time, i began to lose it. As i absently gazed at her through the lace curtain, my lips fell apart and i started feeling as if i was about to climax and my dick hard in my boxers.

All’s well, then. It was two days and just before twilight that they saddled their horses and made ready for their journey. Having consulted Dorcus, they had determined that dusk would be the best time to leave, the night journey being much less perilous with the grey light of even. The last leg of the journey would be in darkness, but they should be out of the thick of the woods by that point and more able to navigate because of it, the lights of the town becoming visible and helping to guide their way.

He pushed at my shoulders, the consistent movement pushing the drowsiness off me. I tried to sit up, but my head felt like it was filled with lead. My tongue was thick, and my throat was parched. "What... what time is it?" I croaked. "It’s nearly dusk, Kael! You’ve been out for twelve fucking hours," Drew shouted, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me. Twelve hours? That’s…how did it take that long? "The duel starts in less than thirty minutes. Silas and the elders are already at the field. The entire pack is waiting. They think you’ve tucked tail and run!"

Brasil. 8:58pm, For the first time in her life, the sky seemed to dangle more lonely in the sky. The fresh orange sky just a few hours ago was now turning dark, an epitome of a storm, and was soon going to be consumed with rain. A drop of rain fell onto Zelda's thick dark hair trickling down to the papers estranged in her arms. Just a few more steps, and she would face doom. Maybe it was rigged up, she tried to convince herself, and then she took another look at the paper. 'Pregnant.' It was definitely not rigged up.

GRACE'S POV APRIL 12th, 2013 There was a sound. It came first as a distant ringing, sharp and persistent, like something fighting to pull me back from wherever I had fallen. It cut through the quiet darkness, growing louder, closer, more insistent. “Grace?” “Grace!”

Chapter 14: **** The morning after the Global Trade Summit should have been quiet. It wasn’t. I woke before sunrise. The house was still, but my mind was racing. Adrian was still sleeping, one arm thrown over the empty space I’d just left. I watched him for a minute, then slipped out of bed. I walked barefoot to the kitchen, poured black coffee, and stood by the window. The city was waking up. So was the war. Few minutes later,my phone vibrated on the counter. It was an unknown number.

The Swiss police arrived within thirty minutes. Chloe stood on the terrace of Gideon's villa, watching the convoy of black vehicles wind their way up the mountain road. The setting sun had fully disappeared now, leaving behind a sky painted in deep purples and blues. The first stars were beginning to appear, tiny pinpricks of light in the vast darkness. The air was cold and crisp, carrying the scent of pine and distant snow. It was beautiful, peaceful—the kind of night that made you forget, even for a moment, the horrors that had led you here.

CHAPTER 60: DAWN Peter and I danced and had fun. He got us some soft drinks and we enjoyed the event till day break. We talked about lots of things enjoying each others company till it was time to leave. Peter will spend the new year with his grandmother so he left London that morning. My mother fried some sweet potatoes known as potatoe chips and complemented it with a meat sauce. According to her, the new year will usher us into bountiful yeilds. We sat on the mat in our room. My mother, Osifa, K**i, Tami and I formed a circle while we ate the delicious potato chips and sauce. While we ate, we joked, laughed and drank the soft drinks my mother had kept for us in her fridge at the bar which