Dusk Until Dawn 2 Novels & Stories

Ethan and Andrew came back to Ashley's territory at night. They searched for the stalkers all day, they have found a few newly turned vampires but they couldn't get to the person behind this all. Ethan tried to open the door of his bedroom but it was locked. He fished out the room keys from his pocket and unlocked the door he stepped into the room and found Calla sleeping. Her eyes were puffy and her cheeks had dried tear marks. Ethan quickly sat beside her and stroked her cheek lightly with the back of his fingers. She slowly opened her eyes and found Ethan looking at her with a small smile on his face. He looked tired and Calla didn't want him to worry about her. She sat up on the bed and

You'd think it's a normal room but no, it's full of everything to weapons, machineries,bunks, Tents, Sleeping bags, Sleeping pads, Camping pillows, lamps, flashlights, Camp chairs, Camp tables, Lantern, etc. 'What are these?'. 'These are the equipments you'll be using on your hunt for predators'. I nodded. 'So, when should I begin?'. 'Tomorrow'. 'Tomorrow? But don't you think that's too early?'. 'No'. 'Oh ,OK'. 'Go and bid your family and loved ones goodbye, because after tomorrow, you might not be seeing them again'. She smirked then left me standing, gaping at her shapey retreating figure. ¶•¶•¶•¶

It was dark at night. There were a few stars in the sky and a moon illuminating the whole silent forest with its non-luminous light. It was at this particular moment, the chilling breeze of the night became so cold and unendurable for human skin. It was also at this time that the forest and its calmness became so scary and intimidating except for the animal noises that could be heard from the distant part of the woods. At the center of this forest, a pair of beautiful blue eyes flashed open in the middle of the night. Looking at her surroundings, Kathie's face altered into a frown. She was in an unknown place and was surrounded by trees and other horrific things.

The Dovewood mansion quickly vanished behind the tall gates. The drive was silent, except for the quiet hum of the engine. Every mile that passed took me further from any sense of control, further into Caden's dangerous game. My hands were clasped in my lap, trembling. I kept my eyes fixed on the scenery outside, trying not to look at him. But I could feel his presence, powerful and unsettling, next to me. He finally broke the silence. "Nervous?" he asked, his voice low. I swallowed. "Why are we doing this? Why now?"

When it didn't seem to stop, the sound traveling through time and space and continuously hitting my ear drums incessantly, I pushed myself up and yelled out loud. “Who are you? And what do you want?” “Open the damn door, Grace!” I gasped at the sound of Susan's voice. She sounded pissed, very pissed. But what was she doing here so early? I quickly walked to my door and opened it. “Took you long enough. What if there was a zombie apocalypse and you were the only one who could save me?” She pushed past me and went into the living room. She wasn't dressed in the dress she wore last night, confirming my thoughts. But she didn't look too happy, her hair was roughly pulled in a bun, and she sporte

He whispered before closing his eyes. 'Boom!' A mini blast occurred inside her heart as her face heated up. "Good night," she said before closing her eyes shut, which is why she missed the contented smile on his handsome face. And just like that, a certain couple had their 'good night' around seven o'clock in the evening. ... "Your Father?" Grandpa Tang was stunned. It has been a few days since he told them about everything they knew, yet they managed to find that person so quickly.

Damon tightened his grip, and together, they surged forward, a force neither darkness nor shadow could contain. The twilight deepened, stretching across the forest like liquid ink, yet Eva’s light burned, unwavering, marking the beginning of a new reckoning. Every step forward was a claim, every spark a promise. Tonight was not just survival it was awakening, and she would meet the coming night with fire in her veins, shadows at her back, and Damon by her side.

CHAPTER 52 DAWN AT THE QUARRY XANDER’S POV Wren woke up screaming and we didn’t have time to let her finish. “How long until dawn,” I said, already moving, already shouting for Marcus, for horses, for anyone still awake enough to fight. “Two hours,” Caleb said, checking the sky through the window. “Maybe less.” Two hours to save a woman I hated, in a place none of us had ever seen, against a man who could apparently reach into my own sister’s chest from miles away and make her scream on command. Great odds. Love it!!