Son Of The Dawn Novels & Stories

If he irritated this young man, he would really kill his son. He only had one son. How could he count on the succession of the Emperor? How could he bear to let his son die? "Alright, I'll take back the ghosts! Consider yourself lucky!" Kong Cheng gnashed his teeth and said to Zhou Tian. Zhou Tian snorted coldly and said, "Even if you release the ghosts, it won't be of much use, will it? Because it's daytime now, and the little ghosts you raise don't dare to come out!"

The night stood still and bloodied with cold darkness in the Blackmoon pack, on the day the son of the Alpha was to be born. Waiting patiently in his meeting hall with the seven alphas of different packs. "You can't let that child live" Alpha Jack said with a repititive force, "Do you want him to kill his own son without knowing anything about him" Alpha Zid reverted. "But the prophecy is not something to be dealt with, you heard the witch, she said that the boy will kill his father and mate with his mother, that is a cruel abomination" Alpha Jack said again.

No wonder Maura was finesse; she was probably royalty. We decided to introduce ourselves individually to the Calma household staff. Amid the exchange of pleasantries, we were interrupted by a strong gust of wind that felt heavy in the heart. A figure appeared before us; it was a huge shadow in a shape of a cloaked man with no identifiable facial feature. It whispered in a gravelly, eerie voice, "Darkness has risen. Soon, hell shall rise; the dawn of darkness approaches." Then, it vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving all of us coughing. Noah was yelling, "Moros, you coward! Face me!"

When he recovered, he got back up, clutching his torso, “Nice one, Ray.” I smirked and helped him to a bench, “Just make sure to keep your foot straight. You only caught me off guard; if I was aware, I could have easily knocked you down.” I nodded; we sat there for a while when Vivian, Neil’s mate, ran toward us. “Ray! Your father is looking for you; he said it’s urgent.” I sighed, I knew what this was about, but I got up anyway, “Same time tomorrow?” I asked Jacob; he nodded, then I turned and continued home.

"Does he even know I'm his son? When I had two ribs broken, you know what he said? He said, 'Looks like the lesson hasn't sunk in yet.'" My mother opened her mouth and closed it again, nothing coming out. I turned to go. "You should leave." She grabbed my arm. "Ryan, I'm begging you. Chloe's leg is broken, Derek's disappeared, your father's lying in a hospital bed, and I can't hold this together anymore."

In fact, the only thing difference between father and son is his skin tone, which is a shade lighter than the old man's. Turning towards his father, he whispers reverently, "Hello, Father," the words hanging in the air like sunbeams dancing through leaves on a summer day, bright and clear, shimmering in the sunlight. Leon's face lit up with a grin, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears as he gazed lovingly at his son. He had missed him dearly, yearning for the day he would return home. Dirk appeared pale from his recovery, having spent three days at home, sleeping and relying on Luna Caleb's healing spells each night. Both Leon and his mate, Dare, had feared for their son's life, but Caleb's

It connected me to Noah. Neal felt it too. He didn’t look surprised. He looked… resigned. And accepting. “I felt it snap in,” he said quietly. “When she spoke your name. It was always there, wasn’t it? Hidden under the demon’s rage.” Elias stepped forward. “Yes. It was always there. My daughter carries the blood of the Celestial Dawn. She is a balance. Her soul calls to twin flames. To the sun and the moon.” He looked at Noah. “You, Noah, are the sun. The strength, the king, the unwavering day.” He looked at Neal. “And you, Neal, are the moon. The spirit, the cunning, the gentle night. Together, you are the whole sky. And she…” he placed a hand on my shoulder, “she is the dawn that belongs t

The bond between father and son blossomed before my eyes and the baby stopped crying. "You see, now sleep, I gat this," Damon reassured me while he cradled our son on his chest, I smiled at him. "Okay," I silently slipped back into bed and fell asleep... *** Awakened by chirping birds on the window I opened my eyes to find Damon sleeping soundly on the rocking chair, our son nestled contently against his bare chest. I could not help but smile at the beautiful sight. The morning light painted a serene tableau, showcasing the depth of their love and the innate nurturing instinct that resided within Damon's being.

Dawn retorted without giving the guy a break. He moved to the side slowly, trying to get a better view of my fave but Dawn followed his movements making sure I remained behind her at all times. "I am Montgomery. Next alpha of the South pack," he said with a hint of arrogance in his tone. Dawn looked at him from head to toe and her defensive stance became even more pronounced. "You are Alpha Trevor's son?" She asked and he gave a dramatic bow. "The one and only. And please, call me Monty."

“I have always been waiting for this moment and now, it's finally here. You're finally growing son and nothing could ever make me happier. Nothing. “ He smiles brightly at him, a proud grin across his face as he stares at his son who rubs the back of his neck slowly. “I was grown before but okay, I'll take that as a compliment. “ He jokes, and both man laughs before the attention is once again turn to me. “Move closer Dawn. “ He smiles at me, and I walk slowly to him, now raising my gaze to meet his because I don't think just staring at the floor is the most polite thing to do now that he has his gaze on me. “I'm Dawn meek. It's nice meeting you sir. “ “Oh Dawn, thank you so much for talking