The Dawn Is Your Enemy Novels & Stories

Is someone trying to ruin my life. This is the proof that my life isn’t that normal. Because I realized I have enemies. // WyByCa

Tonight she is going to crossover to the bright side of life, in less than three days, her real enemies will unveil themselves. The battle is about to begin.

"Please wake up. I need you now. *They* need us." She felt something stir in response—a flicker of wild awareness, a ghostly howl echoing through her consciousness. But instead of the anticipated rush of transformation, she received only a whisper of intuition: *Not yet. The time is not right.* Opening her eyes, Isla watched as the first enemy boats appeared on the horizon, black specks against the brightening sky. Darius had timed his attack well—coming at dawn when night fighters would be tired but full shifters would not yet have the advantage of direct sunlight to power their changes.

Jake trembled with rage, lifting his foot to kick her, but Spencer clung to him in fear. “Dad, the ship’s docking. Let’s just go.” By then, the police waiting onshore had stepped past him and walked straight toward Quinn, who immediately started screaming hysterically. Jake, however, never once looked back. All the security guards had been fired, and the ones who had laid hands on me were all being sued. They all cried and begged, saying they had a family to care for. If it were the old me, I might have softened. However, after everything that had happened, I finally understood that by showing mercy to my enemies, I was being cruel to myself.

The moon climbs higher, silver and sharp. Tomorrow, we march. Tomorrow, the hunt begins. And this time, the enemy will learn the truth the hard way— You do not come for what belongs to Alpha Selene Blackthorn. You do not survive it.

I was younger, obviously. “Or you're just scared of fellow humans.” She taunted. I saw the bait, I couldn't avoid it, so I took it. “I'm not scared of mere humans.” “Prove it.” She gestured to the stage. “I don’t need to prove anything.” She leaned forward, narrowing her eyes. “Sing.” “No.” “Sing.” “No.” “Grace.” “Susan.” We stared at each other. A silent battle raging through our eyes. Then, she smirked. That was the moment I knew that it was over for me. I knew that look, and it was a dangerous one.

Dominic’s POV Dawn comes in ugly, angry colors, like the sky’s got something to prove. It’s too red and still, bleeding out over the hills as if the world’s got a fresh cut. I’m standing on the ridge with Dante and Elora, all of us together for the first time since this mess kicked off. Smoke and blood filled the air. Somewhere behind me, the wolves are restless, their armor rattling. “This is it,” Dante growls, barely above a mutter. His voice is wrecked, too many orders, not enough sleep. He shoots Elora a look. “Ain’t no backing out now.”

I don't have to sleep with the motherfucker. Taking a trip to the hospital, I meet up with Jeanne and Killian. Killian has dark eyes like he hasn't slept in the past few days. Jeanne looks better, her cheeks are rosy and she's wearing a blue chiffon dress. She offers me a smile but I know it's fake. It's her way of telling everyone that she's okay. She doesn't want us to worry about her.

He started "You also have to cut ties with this world in order to defend Altheda, remember not only is our realm in danger but this world is also in danger. It is all left for you to decide, it's time for The Dawn of A Guardian." He said those words with so much emphasis. And before I know it another smoke screen filled up the book shop again, I managed to find my way out before I would choke to death.

She asked, sliding down the floor while leaning on the wall. Dior gave her a kiss on the cheek and sneered. “Not long. We're only two people, and they're hundreds. If we really want to end this and fight them, bloodshed would be inevitable.” And as much as possible, he doesn't want that to happen. He wasn't a cold-blooded monster the enemy thought him to be. At least, not to humans because he's confident he won't hurt humans even in his undead state. But how could their enemy know that?