Eman Daybreak Novels & Stories

Dawn had only just begun to break over New York when Sloane Quinn's eyes flew open. The alarm was still hours away, but her mind refused to drift back into the peaceful embrace of sleep. The unfamiliar bed pressed against her back with foreign weight, and her thoughts were already racing: the first day, the first training, Lennox Graves, Marcus, the tour.

she asks. Another straightens, sniffing the wind. “That’s not thunder.” A third’s smile fades entirely. “Someone’s coming.” They all look toward the ridge just as the banners unfurl. The moment they realize what’s happening is like glass shattering. They stagger back, their voices rising, spells half-formed on their lips. They’re too late. Dawn has broken, and with it, retribution. I brace both hands on the stone as the light pours in, rising higher and higher, illuminating every inch of the valley. It’s a new day, a new beginning, and finally, after all the darkness, freedom will come.

The screen flickered and went black. He put his head in both hands. “Damn it,” he whispered to the empty office. “Damn it all.” Daybreak was six hours away. How would he get there by day break. --

"So, this is where you got married, huh? It's so pretty. Uncle Lucian promised to bring me to see the fireworks here in Feanland. He said these were your favorites. Such a shame you can't see them." I drew in a deep breath and said evenly, "That's fine." Then, I hung up, almost laughing at how I'd managed to make a fool of myself again. I removed the SIM card from my phone and tossed it into the trash. There was no going back now. … In Feanland, Lucian lasted only a week before growing restless. Revisiting the place felt emptier than he'd expected. Seven days felt like a year. Ryan tugged at his sleeve, his eyes wet. "Daddy, I kind of miss Mommy."

“Shut the hell up. You can’t do nothing, weirdo.” The confrontation died down quickly when the manager, a rotund, bald-headed man, came around. Grant left with the order, mumbling about Jason staring at the wall like a weirdo. Jason was still fuming but he managed to keep working like a robot until the sun was completely swallowed by the horizon.

Chapter Thirteen I woke up to the sunshine steaming through the window. I let out a yawn and stretched my tired body out. My arms still ached from all the work from yesterday. I jumped out of the bed and quickly washed then got dressed. I could not afford upset the alpha anymore. I knew full well that if I wasn't up and making breakfast for the pack, then I would be beaten again. I prepared pancakes and helped the other omegas to set up the dining hall. It was almost seven am before we had finally got everything completed.

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

I fell asleep that night with my phone in my hand and woke up with a drained battery when I forgot to put it on the charger. I prepared for the day, dressing in a pink sweater and denim blue jeans. While I tied my hair up in a ponytail, I considered what I’d make Judge Jackson for breakfast. It was time for me to perform some of my “Breeding Duties”. According to Supervisor Sarah and Rachel, a Breeder should be the first to rise and the last to go to sleep. We are responsible for breakfast as well as pleasing him, if he chooses before his day begins. I was fine with making breakfast, but I drew the line at “pleasing” him.

… The news anchor announced with excitement, "Latest news! Under Winston's leadership, Goodvist Group's net worth is now officially 15 billion!" Beyond the screen was a prison yard. A disheveled woman suddenly fell onto her knees and cried her heart out. Some people lost those they loved. Some lost their dignity. All I did was serve them their just desserts.

Hindi ko na siya hinintay pa at dumiretso na ako sa building ko. Maayos ko namang naitawid ang buong umaga ko hanggang lunch break. "Dawn, may hindi ka ba sinasabi sa akin? Parang blooming ka," sabi ni Ysabel nang maupo kami sa canteen. Kinunutan ko siya ng noo. "Ano bang dapat kong sabihin?" "Hi, Dawn!" Napaangat ako ng tingin nang lumapit sa mesa namin ang grupo nila Phoenix. Tatlo lang sila at wala si Theros.