May X Dawn Novels & Stories

“If it weren’t for your son, I would still try to jump on Maxwell. How lucky can you be?” Charlie, Mia, and Dawn laughed. As if baby Maddox heard Frank, the little one cried. “He knows you’re trying to steal his daddy!” Dawn scolded, cradling her baby as she got up. “Is he tired, Dawn?” Charlie asked. “You could rest. It’s already eight.” Dawn looked at Maxwell on stage. She said, “Probably after Max’s performance.” “I have something to tell you guys,” Mia said, leaning back. “I met someone, but I don’t know if it’s serious.”

I said having the crystal give a faint glow. I ran downstairs to greet everyone but surprised at what I saw. They were here, all of them. Alex, Valery and Danny. They were having breakfast with my family, even Zack and Zoe were down early. The only person missing was Tyler and that was because of work. There was no turning back. "Good morning everyone." Everyone turned around to face me making me a bit nervous. "Oh hi Jess, how was your date yesterday?" Danny asked as I made my way to sit down close to Dad.

Chapter 60 As the sun falls into the horizon, the people, or should I say the werewolves, of the town of Dusk and Dawn starts to gather at our place. Tonight the alpha’s madness will end. Tonight, everything will be more normal and free. No more threats and darkness. Only good, light, and life.

Grandma Ese brought out two wristbands from her purse. Handing one to May, Grandma said, "One is for you, the other is for Esther." Mr. and Mrs. Felix Ebi had given birth to their kids on the same day. May was born on the 8th of May, in the morning while Esther was born two years later but during the night. Sometimes May would wonder why she was called "May." She thought maybe it was because she was born in the month of May, but she shook the thought away. If it was because of that, Esther would have the same name.

Trying to ease the tension, Andres suggested, "How about we have an artist paint a portrait of us tomorrow? Once it's done, we can take a photo with it and place it at your mother's grave to give her peace of mind." Camellia wanted to refuse, but Andres was insistent, so she reluctantly agreed. The next morning at ten, the artist he had arranged for arrived. "Nice to meet you, Cam. I'm Valentina Dawson, Andres'… junior." Seeing Valentina, Andres' face betrayed a flicker of unease. Clearly, she was not the artist he had called. "Mr. Wilson had something come up, so I'm filling in for him," Valentina explained, her gaze sweeping over Camellia with a faint, inscrutable smile.

I had hoped life would ease up after Silvia's graduation, but she bailed on her job within days, leaving me to pick up the slack. I had been running on less than four hours of sleep for too long. At this point, all I wanted was a good night's sleep. However, then, my phone buzzed like crazy in the dead of night. I wanted to ignore it, fearing it might be work, but in my groggy state, I accidentally answered. The voice that blasted through was sharp enough to split my eardrums. "Joanna, what's your deal? Why'd you shut off the joint card? Are you trying to starve me?!"

Dawn was the only one who goes to the bigger school located downtown. “I understand. Don’t worry they’ll understand as well. Ah.. Why not add me up on social media? They’re also there. You can get familiar with them there too..” Dawn thought that it was a good idea. She would be able to somehow have an idea on how they were. “Sure..” She gave him the girl’s username in her social media account. She continued to jog for a while then bid farewell to him as she had to go home. The gate opened and Estela and Isidora knew she’s come back from her morning jog.

A large mirror appeared in front of me. I was pinned in a hidden corner behind it. The sounds started quickly. Two figures tumbled onto the bed. Serena tore open Ethan's white shirt. "Come on, let me see if you still have those abs. I've been dying for this." Ethan glanced at me through the mirror, then turned back to Serena. "You know I'm not Caleb. You never give me much time. Two days from now you won't be mine anymore. So tonight, can we pretend this is our wedding night?"

He stayed still for a moment. “Not tonight, Nemiah.” He gasped. “But why not? The moon is shining brightly tonight. It’s probably just hidden on the bushes or the big rock where I changed my clothes.” I felt frustrated all of the sudden. If we search for it in the morning, there’s a big possibility that he’ll notice the scroll. Besides, my eyes are more active at night. I can grab that thing immediately without him noticing.

“Are you kidding? Did you not hear her? I think she offered us condoms. Twice. And I swear I heard her humming the wedding march.” Dawn peeked between her fingers, her face so red it was a miracle she hadn’t combusted on the spot. “Oh my god, kill me. I’m a human tomato.” “You’re a spicy one,” he teased, nudging her. “But hey, at least now we know she’s team ‘Maxawn.’” “Maxawn? Haha!” Dawn reacted. “Or we could stick to N&N plus Dynamite,” Maxwell suggested softly. “Because something just might explode when we kiss—”