The Land Of Dawn Novels & Stories

Without a second thought he grabbed his baby, Dawn just smiled and after her second baby came out she's more relaxed that she even closed her eyes to sleep. They finally have their little ones that will make their lives filled with happiness and glory. ……………………………. *flashback. When Dawn was still a kid up to the present times. The scorching sunlight from the above was scolding her skin in the middle of the meadow. She extended her one arm to the sky to block the sunlight to directly hit her face. The place where she was, was unfamiliar to her, it's pure wilderness and she was halted in her stand when she heard rustles and to her fright she ran as fast as she could that she fell on a cliff.

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.

Faris I woke up to sun shining on my face. The morning brightness waking me up. I got up and sat on the bed, eyes still closed because of over drinking last night. I felt hung over and my head was aching. I roamed my hand on the night stand to get my mobile, it has always been my habit to check my mail early morning from work and start then start out my day with working out. I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand.

Simply Dawn is not feared nor hated, back at home, where she is the Cursed Child, and mayeb that is a good thing. But can Simply Dawn reclaim her land? I am not so sure.

Rivals at Dawn, The first light of dawn crept over the horizon, bleeding soft gold and amber through the thick trees surrounding the pack’s territory. Mist clung low to the ground like a shroud, wrapping the world in silence and anticipation. Elena stood alone on the ridge, the wind tugging at her hair and the folds of her cloak. Her eyes scanned the distant treeline where two figures waited, their forms rigid with tension and simmering rage. Damien and Zephyr.

Silas’s physical voice boomed out, cutting through the roaring crash of the tide. The thousand riders skidded to a synchronized stop along the cliff’s edge. The wolves sat back on their haunches, their nostrils flaring as they caught the scent of the enemy. Below us, nestled in a massive, hollowed-out cavern within the volcanic shelf, lay the Dawn-Garrison. It was a fortress built entirely of black stone and reinforced gold-leaf, suspended directly over a boiling oceanic vent. From our high vantage point, we could see the massive, wheel-shaped mechanism described in Thalia’s blueprint.

The first light of dawn spilled across the valley, washing the hills in hues of gold and lavender. From the heart of the sanctuary village, the bells rang—not the harsh clang of summons, but a melody of joy. After years of war, betrayal, and ashes, the dawn felt like a promise made good.

CHAPTER 100 – The Next Dawn The first light of dawn stretched across the summit, spilling golden hues over the mountains. Rowan stood at the edge, the wind brushing against her face, carrying the scent of burned earth and new growth. She inhaled deeply, feeling both the weight of the battles fought and the fragile promise of what lay ahead. Azeriel joined her silently, his gaze scanning the horizon for any sign of movement, even in these moments of calm. “The summit looks… different now,” Rowan said, her voice low, almost reverent. “Like it’s seen everything and is still standing.”

Almost like a photograph. Small specs of diamond littered the surface of the water. But there were also the dark undertones with the deeper depths. “It’s beautiful,” I said looking from him to artwork and then back again. “It looks so…real.” “I call it the Morning’s Song.” His eyes held mine in their heated gaze. There was something else swimming behind those irises of his. “Or…Dawn.” “What?’” I coughed. “Dawn, you know. The early part of the day, the time when the sun first begins to rise.”

he whispered, repeating what he had told me before, “we'll handle it side by side.” I held his hand tighter, feeling reassured by his steady support. “Side by side,” I echoed. We stood together, observing the sun come up over our property. The scene was stunning, with the warm sunlight dispelling the darkness of the night. Yet, as I enjoyed the sight, I couldn't help but worry that this could be the last quiet sunrise we'd experience for some time. Just as I was thinking this, a far-off howl pierced the quiet morning. It was joined by more howls, a strange and eerie sound that made me shiver. Beside me, Xander tensed, his grip on my hand tightening.