Tower Of Dawn Novels & Stories

“Tell me you’re not hurt, Eli. Tell me he didn’t—” “I’m okay,” Eli whispered. “I’m right here.” Damian exhaled shakily. His grip gentled. But Adrian’s voice crawled across the room. “You’re out of time.” Damian’s eyes snapped up. “What did you do?” he growled. Adrian pushed himself up to his elbows. “I built the Tower to contain monsters,” he said softly. “And you just proved you’re the strongest one I’ve ever made.” The walls around them began to hum— a deep, rising vibration.

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.

The elevator door closed behind them, and they continued toward the tower's entrance. Outside, Daniel took his ID card from his pocket and handed it to the officer stationed at the entrance. The officer smiled dismissively. "No need, sir. Daniel." Daniel gave a brief smile and replied, "Thank you." They approached the car parked in front of the tower. Rovan stood beside it, waiting. They opened the doors, got in, and the car slowly moved away from the tower, leaving behind the silent, dark passage and the horrors they had witnessed on the upper floors, as the first light of dawn began to pierce over the city.

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

As much as this place looks like a hybrid heaven, might be wise to focus o the mission ahead, Love, " Daryl said. " He's right, " Eric said. " We have to rescue Rick and Keri and shut down Ethos's weapon before it kills off most of the world's population, " " Where would Ethos be keeping Rick and Keri ?, " Natalie asked Lisa. " In his tower. Right in the center of Apadore, " Lisa explained. " But getting there undetected wont be a walk in the park, " " How so ? , " I asked. " There are two smaller pillars that keeps the tower guarded from any unwanted visitors. There on opposite sides of the tower and have to shut them down at the same time, "

She led him through the large expanse of land, toward a looming structure that broke the endless horizon. The Tower of Oblivion rose impossibly high, its jagged spire vanishing into the heavens above. Unlike the boundless blue of the Silent Expanse, the sky above the tower was shrouded in darkness. Thick clouds churned and twisted violently, laced with flashes of thunder and lightning that cracked across the heavens with bone-rattling force. The air was heavy, oppressive, as though the tower drained warmth and hope from everything around it. Prince Ron’s eyes widened as he stared at the large ominous building. “Is that…”

​The structure rising from the Pacific was not made of stone, steel, or even the living-alloy of Neo-Tokyo. It was a vertical sea of "Static-Data," a skyscraper of crimson light that seemed to bleed directly into the ionosphere. As the Vanes approached in a salvaged hover-skiff, the air itself began to taste like ozone and old code. This was the Tower of Babel, the physical manifestation of the Red Algorithm.

The tower lost its power after it was destroyed, so it was nothing more than a pile of broken bricks now. No one could see the babies' spirits traversing gleefully all over the mountains, playing pranks on everyone who stepped foot into the area. I kneeled down next to the broken tower and asked, "Can you let me take Soleil home?" The babies' spirits giggled eerily as they floated around me in a circle. I knew what they were trying to tell me. "No, Mommy will get angry." They were more willing to listen to their "Mommy" than me.

After twilight comes dawn. After dawn comes dusk, then twilight. Cycle repeats.. Some humans try to live through the day, while some just try to survive it. But alex won't have none of that. He would always live in the moment till he breathes his last breathe. Some may say he was reckless and lacks proper ambition but no shit, he did. But did he give a fuck? Hell no!

But today, her focus was off, and she knew why. It was a Dragon Moon--just not for their kingdom. Rather, the kingdom directly to their north, Hightower, would be forced to make the sacrifice that night. Every time a Dragon Moon rolled around, Nya found it difficult to concentrate, even when it wasn’t her kingdom who would choose someone to be taken by the dragon. Just the idea that the bastard would be flying through the sky, filling the air with shrieks and fire, claiming another innocent life. Even if it wasn’t a citizen from Frindom, it was a person who would be dead soon enough, someone who was blameless, and that wasn’t right.