The Wrath And The Dawn Webtoon Novels & Stories

Dawn snarled, shoving Becca hard enough to send her sprawling into the dirt. The sight of my friends on the ground snapped something inside me. That weird, buzzing energy that had been dormant since my last attack, flared up in my chest like a damn supernova. "Get off her!" I yelled, throwing myself at Dawn. I wasn't a fighter, not like Dahlia, but I was fueled by pure adrenaline. I landed a punch across Dawn’s jaw that felt like hitting a stone wall, but she grunted and swung back. Her fist caught me in the ribs, knocking the wind out of me.

"You loved us most, right? We know we screwed up." Before I could even open my mouth, Della freaked. Tears poured as she wailed, "You're my brothers. You're really dumping me?!" They sneered in unison. "Your mom wrecked our family. Don't call us your brothers. Makes us sick." Della lost it—screaming, threatening to kill herself. The three losers? Didn't even flinch. They just tuned her out like she wasn't there. Spoiler: she didn't actually do anything.

He has given up getting me to walk faster, and I trudge slowly, following his lead, gripping the life-saver and I whisper to myself that I am strong and will make it to Imperator Seth’s estate. I was born strong, my very name, Dawn, meant to strike fear into the hearts of men. I became brave, realizing that I had seen something that none at the palace had gazed upon; daylight. The closest they would ever get would be whispering my name that demands respect. I smile at the thought of this Just Ray stops, interrupting my plans for dominating the court once I arrive. I bumped into him and we’re at the edge of the forest, which for him is the edge of the world. I pity Just Ray, the skinny, filth

Why should I swallow my pain and live on her terms? In the fifth hour, I laid out everything in the main hall. Every single thing Ethan had done to me. Every piece of evidence of what she and Ethan had plotted together to destroy my family. I want her to spend the rest of her life unable to sleep or eat in peace. Then midnight passed. Two days left. The wedding was two days away. Ethan had run out of patience. He sent people to wait for me downstairs early that morning. I accepted his challenge and boarded the luxury yacht he had prepared.

I wish I could stay here forever. True to his word, the warlock journeyed back with me in two days. We reach the Rumble pack and the battle began. I unleashed Dan who was seething mad. Dan had gone feral and almost lunatic. As the warlock faced chan and his dad, Dan faced the alpha and his loyal idiots. The rest of the pack who opposed him we're all put in the dungeons. Those who were fools came to fight. The pain of rejection and loss infused the anger. Both Dan and I saw red. Crimson tidal wave of rage. By the time we came to, I was lying in blood. Swimming in blood. The warlock and his son were dead and burnt beyond recognition except their heads. I couldn't even remember anything.

Due to its fierce energy, everyone almost kneeled in pain, covering their ears trying to save their eardrums from damage too bad, the roar was powerful enough to even attack their inner core—their nuclei. 1... 2... 8 roars in total. Eight powerful roars filled with power. In the eighth roar, Megan couldn't take the damage and directly fainted, while Ken coughed some blood. When it finally ended, everything went back to silence. “...What the hell was that?” Gracea asked, expression grave. Megan fainted and can't give them a definite answer, so they turned on Twilight. “It's a... high-level zombie, probably a monarch zombie.”

“I’m scared.” Dante wrapped him tightly in his arms. “Good. Fear means you’re alive. Fear means you fight.” Aiden buried his face in Dante’s chest, gripping his shirt as the vortex crackled louder above them. The sky split open. A streak of jagged violet fell toward the crater— like lightning given form. Dante shoved Aiden behind the ridge of broken stone. “DOWN!” The energy hit the center of the crater with a deafening crash. A shockwave ripped outward—

“She says she’ll learn… but we only have four days! Lydia, if the ritual fails, the entire clan will lose its Warding!” I took a sip of my “wine.” “That does sound serious.” “So, will you come back and help?” Marcus pleaded. “Even just to guide Josie…” “Give me the phone.” A sharp female voice snatched the phone. Josie. “Lydia, don’t listen to Marcus’s rambling,” she snapped. “I’ve been studying for three days. The Blood Moon Awakening isn’t that complicated. It’s just chanting a few spells and spilling some blood, right?”