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Behind me, Rome stayed near the entrance, watching quietly. “Do you like this one?” he suddenly asked. I turned slightly. He was pointing toward a specific book resting on one of the nearby shelves. I stepped closer and pulled it out carefully. My eyes widened slightly when I read the title. It was a novel written by Sun the Morning. A love story about the moon and the sun. A quiet memory surfaced inside my mind. I had read this before in my past life. The story had stayed with me for years because of how bittersweet and beautiful it had been.

I’d have gladly walked into its yawning gullet at that moment. “It’s a very interesting book, Doon,” continued Maurice. “It’s the story of Muad’Dib, the mouse that hides from the sun and travels in the cool night.” “Sounds a bit boring,” said Flossie. “Do you think we could delay this week’s Book Club until we get out of this mess?” I requested in my most reasonable voice. Stay calm, wait for first light, and then make our way back to the lake, possibly to drown myself and get it all over with. “Just keep quiet and don’t make any sudden movements.”

“Maybe it was meant to scare people into opening their doors.” Neither of them liked that explanation. Finally Adrian exhaled softly. “You should get some sleep.” “After the night I've had, I don't think I can actually sleep.” “You’re alive. That’s a good start.” Winona rolled her eyes but returned to her room anyway. For a long time after locking the door, she lay awake staring at the ceiling while thunder echoed through the mountains outside. Eventually exhaustion pulled her under. Then morning came. The loudspeaker crackled sharply overhead.

I’ll shatter it before dawn, and I’ll make her thank me for it. ═══════⊹⊱♚⊰⊹═══════ What Awaits Author’s Note: You’ve met the firebrand. You’ve seen the king fracture. Now—watch the tower burn. Midnight Crown is a dark romance built on crime, obsession, betrayal, and slow-burn war between two people who should have destroyed each other—but didn’t. Because control is never clean, and neither is love. You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs:

Dawn broke over Moonrise, not with a slow, creeping crawl, but with a sudden, piercing gold. The light crested the jagged peaks, shattering the darkness and pouring into the valley. It caught the frost on the ancient pines, turning the entire forest into a glittering, crystalline cathedral. Aria and Sienna did not sleep. They didn’t need to.

“Are you ready? “Gustaf got up from the bench where he was sitting, fiddling with his cell phone. “'Yes, I hope I can keep my toes safe now,' I joked, receiving a small smile in response. The two of us walked side by side towards the parking lot. As we left the airport, I watched the orange glow of the approaching sunrise, but my contemplation was soon interrupted when a cold gust hit me in the face. “Tell me, is it always like this? “I pulled the scarf I was wearing around my neck to cover part of my exposed face. “'In winter the sun usually rises at about eleven in the morning and sets at about three in the afternoon “he didn't need any further explanation to understand what I was talking

Sam stood silent by the sedan,“No devices past here.” I shook my head. “Nothing left to burn.” Freedom needs no signal. Twelve hours of sun. A vampire’s grave. My sanctuary. I adjusted the strap of my medical case—empty yesterday, full of purpose today. This heat doesn’t blister me. It fuels me. These children don’t see a vampire. They see hope. I stepped onto the cracked earth, and took the first breath of my new life. Not running from him. Running toward them. New York. The ceremony.

“All of you have heard the rumors and stories about the Midnight child. You have told your kids fairy tales and probably wondered if any of it had been true. It is.” Light murmurs of disbelief filled the room but none were loud enough to hinder the continuation of my words. “I have met with the witch who foretold of my birth and I have learned the whole truth of who I am. It maybe hard to believe, I know it is still hard for me, but within my soul lies a part of the Goddess herself. She has gifted me this piece of her to help guide our kind back to our intended path and away from the darkness that Eli and the Blood Moon pack are spreading.”

Finrir, facing the tent wall with his back turned to Tritan, settled into a restless sleep. The next morning in the depths of the abyss, the world remained immersed in darkness. Yet, a subtle shift unfolded as the unseen sun rose above the merfolk. The only indication of daybreak came from the waystick mounted on the carriage, undergoing a remarkable transformation. Its dim purple glow gradually intensified, blossoming into a radiant, bright pink luminescence that suffused the entire campsite with its enchanting light.

’ She answers, and I smile. ‘Thank you.’ I say and look at my phone, and see it’s 8 AM in the morning. I wonder if Nora is awake, and I search for her mind, but I find her still sleeping. ‘Dawn is nicer than I. She waits for Nora to wake up.’ Midnight, tell me. ‘Dawn? Is that her wolf?’ I ask. ‘Yes, and my twin.’ Midnight says. ‘Twin? But I thought there had never been twin girls before.’ I answer.