Rising Dawn Novels & Stories

Chapter 36: A New Dawn As the first light of dawn began to break over the horizon, Emilia, Ryder, Luna, and Asher emerged from the depths of the forest, their spirits buoyed by the sense of unity and purpose that had carried them through their recent trials. The air was filled with a palpable sense of anticipation, as if the world itself was holding its breath in anticipation of what was to come.

"Forget it..I was just zoning out.Don't get me wrong.I wasn't trying to kiss you— I tried my best to convince him or perhaps myself when a water droplet fell on my cheek.I blinked before looking up in the dark sky.A couple more drops fell on me then soft rumble of clouds reached my ear. And just like that, rain started pouring. "We are going to be sick now!" I winced, pulling myself up on my feet before looking around to find anything that could be used as shelter. "We are werewolves.We don't get sick easily" Drax says, standing up as well.He stops in front of me and reaches for my hand.

Jack’s POV When I woke in the morning, I could already smell breakfast. That was one of the things I liked about Ryan, he always made sure that we had a decent breakfast before starting the day. I quickly had a shower and made my way to the kitchen. The only ones up were Ryan and Grant. I had only just arrived when someone knocked at the door. I gathered that it was the career that I had hired to went to let her in. As soon as I opened the door and saw the big breasted blonde, I had to refrain from rolling my eyes. I noticed the way she looked me up and down like I was a snack she could eat, and it made me sick.

She clung to Diego, his warmth and empathy becoming a lifeline in her darkest hours. As the night finally relinquished its hold, delicate tendrils of light began to gently brush the sky, signaling the gradual breaking of dawn. Soft hues of pink and orange slowly spread across the horizon, chasing away the remnants of darkness and casting a warm glow upon the world. The air was still and filled with anticipation, as if it held the promise of a new day dawning.

Their blurry face was the last thing before my eyes closed. I open my eyes. I woke up with the sun on my face and a blanket over me as I lay on a soft bed. I lift myself and look around an unfamiliar room. A nice warm feeling I had never felt. Everything about it screams nature. And I don't mind the quietness. Looking to my right as my eyes adjust to the lighting. I see the forest and trees and hear the birds chirping for a good morning. "Lippy!" I look up and am surprised to hear a woman calling my name.

The citizens, caught in the fervor of the moment, found solace and strength in their shared commitment to safeguarding their future. Rhesus, standing amidst the fervent assembly, absorbed the energy pulsating from the crowd. He raised his hand, acknowledging the support, and the crowd responded with an uproar of approval. "To the halls of resistance, we march!" Rhesus proclaimed, his voice carrying over the sea of faces. "Let this day be remembered as the birth of our defiance!"

It was obvious our abject scarcity was overcoming my ego. The alarm from my mothers old Nokia phone ringed continuously signalling a new day. I got up and turned it off. It was 5:30 am. A brand new day. I slept off and didn't know the time my mother closed from the bar the previous night. When I wake up every morning, I say a brief prayer then dash out to the kitchen to make breakfast. After that, I bath Tami while Kiki and Osifa clean themselves. I supervise them and ensure they wear thier uniforms properly before leaving for school. Osifa washes the dishes while Kiki cleans the room. They all finish thier chores before 7pm. We take turns with our other neighbors in cleaning the bathroom, t

Episode 22 The just-risen sun shone softly on the city streets, bringing with it a flurry of early-morning activity. Day Dappled sun shone through the trees, creating mysterious shadows. The blue sky was dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily in the gentle breeze. The light of dawn seeped into Jame's room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene.

“You aren’t unable to move because of sleep paralysis anymore.” Jaladri’s stomach twisted. “That was my strike. You won’t be able to move again until sunrise. So if you'd like to perform the dawn prayer, you'll have to do it spiritually. Your body is temporarily unavailable.” If Jaladri had been capable of moving, his eyes would have bulged out of his skull. Until sunrise? Like this? With his chest feeling as though a horse had kicked through it? “Control your breathing and the pain will lessen. But moving? Forget it. Not until morning. And if you suddenly need to urinate...”

🩷 🍒 . The first light of dawn spilled across the sky, painting it in soft shades of gold and rose. The gentle rays slipped through the tall windows, illuminating Avyaan’s room with a quiet warmth. He stood near the window, his tall frame silhouetted against the glass, eyes fixed on the horizon. The calm of morning always felt like a battlefield before the war — a moment of stillness before the storm of the day. Outside, the city was only beginning to stir, but his mind was already wide awake, sharp and calculated, as if every breath he took was measured.