Rise Of Dawn Novels & Stories

Let me destroy them both. My body hit the rocks. Pain. Darkness. But then... something else. A surge of power, ancient and wild, wrapping around my broken bones. Heat flooded through me, electric and alive. A voice whispered through the void, feminine and eternal: Your prayer is heard, daughter of the moon. You were never weak. You were never broken. You were dormant, waiting. Rise again. Awaken your true self. And take everything they tried to steal. Then everything went black...

At the girl's domitorium The early sun rises accompanied by the morning ritual chirping sounds of birds, morning sunbeams peeked through the clouds illuminating the once darkened sky as golden light beamed everywhere, covering natural and man-made creations, full of beauty and magic and filled with the promise of a new beginning, it was a new day in St Donavan.

As a vampire, the freedom to do things that would otherwise be physically impossible was euphoric, and to be restricted now was a foreign feeling. "Harley…" His voice came out strained and faint, but he had to push through the discomfort. "Harley… get up… you have to get up…" Despite his attempts, she didn't so much as stirr and he began to worry about the force Zander had used when he'd struck her with the gun. If he couldn't move, he couldn't help her and their fight would be over before it had even begun. His eyes fell to the side, where he could see a bright red illuminating the entire sky. The blood moon had risen, and the uprising was already underway, yet the effects of the bullet cou

Riley was convicted of attempted homicide and sentenced to a lifetime in prison. When we made it to the North Point research station, the sky was lit up by a spectacular aurora that dyed everything it touched in a green hue. Caleb stood beneath the starry sky and offered his hand to me. I didn't hesitate as I stepped forward and took his hand.

***This is Book Six of the Elemental Dragon series. References will be made to events that happened in previous books without being fully explained here. While this book can be read as a standalone, it is recommended that you read the series, starting with The Arena.*** Every time I’m called to rise, I choose a human who is worthy. One whose heart is pure. One who is kind and loving. One who values the lives of others and is willing to give their lives to protect those around them. It has to be a human with these attributes because, while I always rise again, my humans do not.

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.

Morning Dante’s day always began early. By 5:30 AM, he was already up, the early morning light just beginning to break through the curtains. He never needed an alarm—his mind always woke him up before the rest of the world. He would start with a quick workout in the gym, pushing himself through a series of intense exercises, the familiar rhythm of lifting weights grounding him. It was his time alone, where he could clear his thoughts and prepare for the day ahead.

ELENA’s POV The blazing sun is starting to dip below the horizon and it is a beautiful sight. It bathes everything it touches in a pale dusky pink glow, melting like molasses beneath the horizon of towering trees. Overhead, a flock of birds soar across the sky, all dashing back to their nests to settle in for the night. But it is far from over for us for we have now entered the final round of this trial.

He has given up getting me to walk faster, and I trudge slowly, following his lead, gripping the life-saver and I whisper to myself that I am strong and will make it to Imperator Seth’s estate. I was born strong, my very name, Dawn, meant to strike fear into the hearts of men. I became brave, realizing that I had seen something that none at the palace had gazed upon; daylight. The closest they would ever get would be whispering my name that demands respect. I smile at the thought of this Just Ray stops, interrupting my plans for dominating the court once I arrive. I bumped into him and we’re at the edge of the forest, which for him is the edge of the world. I pity Just Ray, the skinny, filth

Sarah assured him. “After 500 years of our existence we can ascend, so to say… find some secluded place, make an altar, lay on it, and let our own fire consume us and take us from one life to another. After 9 days, we are born again from the ashes just like the legend says.” “And the secluded place is necessary because of the fire and all?” Sarah tried to imagine the scene in her head and indeed it was scary, like nothing she heard about the supernatural world before.