Marpessa Dawn Old Novels & Stories

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

Is she waiting for me to come back or something, I must have stolen her night away from her. If I had known that I would have come through the door. I woke her up. "Aren't you going to prepare for the tour?" I asked. "OMG, you are back.. when did you come back?.. I have been waiting for you to come back and I must have mistakenly fallen asleep" She replied. "Okay, I heard you.. Go get ready" I said. An hour later Mara POV We got on the ship and started sailing away. "Your attention is needed" Damon said and everybody paid perfect attention.

"Your grandmother is on her way from the relay position. Your father is at the estate. He has been told you are ascending." I nodded. Dante came up beside me. He was moving better than he had been at the third layer. The surface air helping his recovery the same way it was helping mine. His color was still not what it should have been but he was present and functional and that was what mattered. "Marcus?" he said to Mara. Her face answered the question before her words did. "Gone," she said. "Approximately forty minutes after you began the descent. He was at his position on the northern edge of the approach ground. The two wolves I had watching him turned to check a perimeter alert and when

"The Thorne boy. I heard you were dead. Or crazy. The news says you've had a breakdown." "The news is a script written by my mother, Marek," Julian said, stepping into the dim light of the stall. "I need the back-door access to the New Dawn’s central nervous system. The one you built into the blueprints thirty years ago." Marek finally looked up, his one good eye narrowing as it landed on Elara. "And the girl? The Architect’s daughter?" Elara stepped forward, her jaw set. "I'm the one who designed the new shell, Marek. And I'm the one who’s going to help you tear the old one down if you give us what we need."

"If you don't marry me, who else can you marry?" Sol found it hilarious. "Could it be Karnos? You surely know his methods for dealing with women, don't you? For the past few hundred years, any goddess who got close to him has disappeared. Do you really want to become the bride of the Shadow Sovereign?" My parents had chosen two suitors for me since I was young. One was Sol, the God of Dawn in the Temple of Dawn, in charge of all light and warmth.

"Remember my nightmare? That certain night still haunts my senses. It's like a deep shadow in my heart. *Flashback* "Kara, you can't be like this. How could you drink water in a pub? You must take some vodka shots at least!" Two boys and four girls were surrounding her as they offered her drinks. Tang Li was wearing a burgundy colored off-shoulder dress which was specially designed by Mark for her. The Mark Wilson at that time was a nobody, literally a nobody. Yet his designs were exquisite, her dress was hugging her at right place accentuating her curves.

Meals were brought to me three times a day, but the place felt like it had been forgotten by the outside world. That night, Rosie appeared in a silk nightgown. Her beautiful face was bare of makeup as she gazed at me with a look of tender sorrow. “Evan, don’t blame me for this! I had no choice but to do things this way to make sure nothing went wrong!” Her eyes shimmered with tears. Her pitiful expression was designed to tug at the heartstrings of any man.

Dawn's thoughts were consumed by Logan until nightfall. The days sped by so quickly for Dawn and Malachi, they were caught off guard by how much fun they had. Dawn and Malachi shared many experiences, including playful wolf-tag and a mutual training session where they exchanged techniques. With Malachi, Dawn recaptured her childhood, her memories flooding back, and a constant smile on her face. During their last evening, the family—Dawn, Malachi, and their parents—were seated in the dining room. During dinner, Dawn and Malachi were talking.

Dawn said while staring right at me. "Fuck off, Dawn. You don't know anything about me!" I squealed. I couldn't stand here quietly while she spouted bullshit. I felt Logan's arms wrap around me. "Shh...she isn't worth it." Dawn ignored me and kept her eyes on him. "Consider this my final warning. Stay away from Marina. Eddie, Mike, Jason, they all fell for her lore and look where they ended up? Dead and buried. You'll be joining them very soon," she hissed.

Her cloak swayed, dawn catching her grin, a warrior at peace. Pups gathered around, their laughter bright, weaving flower crowns, their small hands steady, guided by Lila, their voices a chorus of hope, the dawn catching their joy. Sam stepped forward, green eyes sweeping—Mara’s grin, Jasper’s jests, Lila’s scroll, pups’ crowns, Cora’s calm, Kevin’s gaze. Her tattoo pulsed, Luna’s purr a call—Lead, Sam, bind! “Dawn Pack,” she said, voice clear, resonant, dawn’s light casting her shadow gentle. “The Veil’s gone, its blood dust, its runes ours again. These stones, this ridge, our legacy—forged by us, for us, forever.” Her staff gleamed, green eyes fierce, dawn catching her fire, her heart a fl