Sink Me In The River At Dawn Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jordan Ford lost a bet, and I was forced to remove my makeup in front of everyone. The whole crowd goaded me on while his friends laughed especially loudly. “Don’t be a buzzkill. Eira already did it. “Come on, Clara! You’re not chickening out, are you?” Three years prior, I had saved Jordan from a car accident. Glass shards cut my face and left a scar that could barely be concealed with makeup. “Go on, remove it.” Through the smoke, his gaze met mine with nothing but casual indifference. I dragged a makeup-removing wipe across my face, again and again, revealing the ugly scar. “It’s just makeup. Quit being so dramatic. “You killed my mother back then. That scar is just a light price

POV RUBY The dawn didn't break over the Atlantic; it bled. A bruised purple light stained the horizon as the Siren’s Wake slowed its engine, the vibrations through the hull changing from a rhythmic roar to a low, uneasy hum. I stood on the deck, my body aching in places I hadn't known existed—a constant, thrumming reminder of Nevan’s possession. The salt spray stung my cheeks, but it felt clean compared to the suffocating secrets of the manor.

But from where Serena was standing, it looked like Ethan had shoved me in. "Caleb!" "Serena. I hate you. I will never forgive you." Then I was underwater. On the surface, blood bloomed red and spread across the waves. Within seconds the water went still. Serena screamed until her voice broke. "Caleb! Caleb, come out! Stop joking around, please!" Nothing answered her but the sea. "He can't swim. I have to save him. I'm coming, Caleb, just hold on." She didn't hesitate and was about to jump over the edge. Ethan grabbed her and held on tightly.

River added in a grumbling tone, which made Daisy even more flustered. River lowered the blanket a little so his eyes could look at Daisy. Even though he just woke up and looked sleepy, those eyes never failed to make Daisy feel nervous and intimidated. The strange thing was, even though that charming gaze always bothered her, Daisy was so addicted that she couldn't take her eyes off anything other than those two that seemed to hypnotize her. "Morning kiss," River muttered, which made Daisy's eyes widen. "Pardon?" Daisy asked, unsure of what she had just heard.

With a fresh change of clothes in her bag, she arrives at the river and first burns the blood-stained bed sheets before jumping into the river for a cold swim. Lolita reckoned that she needed a cold swim at the moment. She sat by the riverside and munched on some biscuits with soda, while the earlier events played before her eyes. Suddenly, she was startled to realize that, Gavin and his group had even taken his blood-stained shirt with them. "What the heck is Dark-Dawn pack anyway?" It seemed to her like they were clearing their tracks. She could only hope that she doesn't see them ever again because it is obvious they are trouble.

"Dawn, naman! Huwag ka nang pumasok sa work ngayon. Magpahinga ka at uminom ng gamot." Tinalikuran ko na siya para magpatuloy sa paglalakad pero napahinto ulit ako nang makasalubong namin si Raven. Ang akala ko ay lalampasan niya lang kami pero huminto siya mismo sa harapan ko. “Dawn, can I talk to you?” Hindi ako kumibo. Parang alam ko naman kung tungkol saan ang sasabihin niya. At wala akong lakas para pag-usapan ang tungkol doon.

But I have to as I represent every victim of the man I share blood to. “I did not expect all of you to come here tonight. I also did not expect he has this much of victims. Innocents who died. Innocents whose life turned upside down because of the madness, the doom he turned us into. Together, we tonight. Tonight, we face all our fears. As the town of Dusk and Dawn rises, this hell-like town will turn Wonderland once again.”

Ignoring every warning from his subordinates, he piloted a speedboat himself into those uncharted waters. As the waves crashed against the hull, his mind swirled with memories—each one a blade of regret. Then, without warning, the sky darkened. The sea roared to life, rising in furious waves that swallowed the boat whole. Three years ago, in waters just as cold and merciless, I had given him the only life preserver. The image of my resolute face had been the last thing he saw before sinking into darkness. Now, tossed helplessly in the same icy depths, his thoughts blurred into that moment—my eyes, my voice, my final act of love.

"What do you mean, I fell asleep?" River sighed, running a hand through his hair. “You zonked out right before we were about to do it. You don't know how miserable I was that night. You turned me on to death, but then you passed out. At the last second.” He said that last sentence with great emphasis. I scowled at him, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I don't remember that, though,” I said. He then rolled his eyes. “What?” I chuckled. "That night, I, the River Lynch, had to touch myself in the bathroom because I was desperately trying to prevent myself from fucking a woman who had passed out."

They love their power too much to let that seat go unfilled. Our march forward is slow, but steady, and as soon as we enter the treeline, the branches and trunks provide our weary ears with some relief. Finally able to clear my head, I look around, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness. Up ahead, shining like a gem, is the Crystal River. The Merriweather is the only ship in dock, welcoming us, promising smooth sailing downriver until we reach the River Nexus and the Bone Palace. Once we’ve passed the village of the River Keepers, we’ll be safely out to sea, where, hopefully, Ona waits with reinforcements.