Salamat The Dawn Novels & Stories

Hindi kaya nangtitrip ang lalaking ito o baka naman nag-iilusyon lang ako? Muli na akong bumalik sa pagkakaupo. Alam kong si Darius na ang kasunod dahil magkatulad kami ng apelyido. Agad ko namang binuksan ng maigi ang aking pandinig upang muling pakinggan ang kanyang sasabihin. Tumayo na siya senyales na ready na siyang magsalita. "I'm Darius Flint Recafranca Hicayo, 16 years old. Always try to challenge yourself in a hardest like a puzzle situation, so that in the end you will attain your biggest satisfaction."

"Salamat. Salamat at nandiyan ka palagi sa tabi ko. Salamat dahil nandiyan ka para pasayahin ako, para makinig sa mga drama ko, para maging sandalan ko sa tuwing lugmok ako. Salamat at nangyari ka sa buhay ko." Mula sa maliliit na bola ng apoy ay naging maliliit na fire spikes ito. Pikit-mata kong itinaas ang kamay ko. Sobrang bigat na ng nararamdaman ko, at hindi ko alam kung bakit nakakatayo pa ako nang maayos. Nanginginig na ikinuyom ko ang aking kanang kamay ko bago ko iminulat ang aking mga mata. Sa pagmulat nito ay siyang pagsugod sa akin ni Evagne, at bago pa man siya makarating sa kinaroroonan ko ay mabilis na bumulusok sa kaniya ang mga fire spike at bumaon sa katawan niya at tuluya

bulong ng pamilyar na tinig ni Dawson sa kaniyang tainga, mababa at puno ng init. Napangiti si Farah kahit na may kaba sa dibdib. “Just… watching the sunset,” sagot niya, mahina ang boses, at marahang napapikit nang dumampi ang labi ni Dawson sa gilid ng kaniyang leeg. “Beautiful,” sambit ng binata. “But not as beautiful as you.” Napairap si Farah, kahit hindi maitago ang pag-init ng kaniyang pisngi. “Ang corny mo, Dawson.”

"THE DAWN WILL BREAK FOR ALL OF US" DAHAN-DAHAN ay namulat si Blythe sa isang kakaibang liwanag na masakit sa kaniyang mga mata, tinakpan niya ito gamit ang likod ng kaniyang siko. Sinubukan niyang tumakbo't humanap ng mapagtataguan, ngunit walang katapusan ang liwanag at animo'y hinahabol siya nito saan man siya magtungo. She seeks help, she called Zandro multiple times but the place seems empty and hopeless. With her tiredness and unending gasps, she eventually gave up. Blythe let herself fall upon the white marbled floor.

It was satisfaction. She was his possession now. His little dove in a gilded cage. And through her, Xerxis would burn. He stubbed out the cigarette and stood. The first rays of dawn sliced through the horizon, painting the room in pale gold. To others, morning was a promise of peace. To Hades, it was the beginning of war. Hades walked down the long corridor, the weight of silence following him like a shadow. The night air inside his mansion was cool, sharp, and disciplined—just how he liked it. Nothing moved here without his permission. Not even breath.

And please wear something decent. Napatingin tuloy ako sa damit ko ngayon. Hindi ba 'to disente? Me: laging disente damit ko! Storm: yeah but not today. Stop showing some skin, Sun. I don't like it. Tumaas ang kilay ko. Me: and I love it. This is my body Storm Thompson. Storm: whatever, Sunny Daine Alcazar. Just wear something decent tomorrow. Me: kailan matatapos yang bonding niyo diyan?

May ngiti sa labi nito at nang tumingin sa kanya ay muli itong nagsalita. “Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn,” she said and smiled. “Every sunset is an opportunity to reset. So don’t be afraid to let yourself down once in a while. It doesn’t mean you’re not strong. You always have the opportunity to start a new every day. Every day, Rhett. Araw-araw.” -- RHETT and ALANA spent the whole time watching the sunset totally stepped out of the sky. And it was the phone captivating view she ever witnessed today. Bumaling siya kay Rhett at nakatitig pa rin ito sa katawan.

"F-Flix no please gumising ka. Open your damn eyes please. Huwag mo kong iwan kailangan ka pa ng anak natin please Flix h-huwag." "I am willing to do everything mabigyan mo lang ako ng pagkakataon na mahalin ka. P-Please let me take away the pain. P-Please give me a chance to make you smile, to make you my queen Kasi sa totoo lang if dying means you will forgive me ay gagawin ko. Desperado na ako Dawn"

The storm had passed, leaving behind a new dawn, a dawn filled with the promise of a love that was real, a love that was true. The morning sun painted the bedroom in hues of gold, a stark contrast to the storm that had raged within their hearts just weeks ago. Soirye stretched, a contented sigh escaping her lips. The sheets, crisp and cool against her skin, held the lingering warmth of Damon's body, a reminder of the night they'd spent nestled together, their anxieties finally quelled.

Walang sutla, walang korona. Itim ang suot, kamay nakagloves, pero halata pa rin ang panginginig. At kahit gano’n — she looked every inch a queen. Pagdating namin sa burol, kita na namin ang Dawnspire. Gising na rin ang mga kalaban — mga kalasag, kabayo, apoy. “This is it.” mahinahon niyang sabi. “Yes,” sagot ko. “This is where we remind them who rules.”