True Blood Dawn Novels & Stories

Obviously, no one is going to help me beat this mythical creature. “Great. Now I’m dead” I whispered to myself How did this even happen? Few hours earlier… I woke up earlier than the usual. The sun was yet to rise and I estimate the time to be around 5 am in the morning. The first thing I did was to check on Liza. She was still sleeping soundly, so let us not disturb her. I planned on exploring the town today and attempt to sell the remaining of the glass pieces on my pocket. I do hope that they'll accept this so we can have enough money to buy supplies.

I bite my lip and with a heavy chest, give into a nap. The next I’m opening my eyes, I’m on a bed. Ugh, not this again. I shiver a bit from the cold, turning onto my side as I lift my body from the bed gently to see I’m in an unfamiliar bedroom. ‘Princess, are you awake?’ Dad’s voice flows into my mind and I nod after getting up to stretch my lazy limbs. ‘Yeah, where are we?’ ‘Blue Wings Pack, Dawson, Canada. We’re downstairs, come down and have something to eat’.

She held onto a little hope that he would come back and show some mercy. It felt like a long time before Dawn finally heard footsteps outside the door. She wiped her tired eyes and waited too scared to even breath. The door squeaked open and she was met with a tray of hot steaming food and the smell of coffee. “So, tell me where is your precious mate?” Eric snarled causing Dawn to look down at the ground. Her eyes looked sad and she had deep frown lines in her forehead. “He’s dead.” Dawn said quietly. She wished that he was here to save her and kick this stupid cretins ass.

She had been called a foodie already, she can as well act as a foodie. " Where is your money? Don't you think you can leech off me. You're way richer than I am!", Dawn said as she came out of the bedroom. She recalled something. "Oh! My cousin may drop by later. He called in the morning", "Dylan? He came back to B- city?", Rosa asked Dawn. " Yes. He is going to work at HBC as an anchor now", Dawn said. "Well, he is handsome anyway. I'm sure he is still as popular among girls as he is back then"

Liana's blood flowed into grooves carved with ancient runes. I chanted the spells I'd found in old tomes, begging for some dark power to intervene. "Bring Seraphina back... bring her back to me..." But nothing happened. Not on the second full moon, nor the third, nor the fourth. Liana's blood flowed, and her screams grew weaker. But Seraphina did not return. Six months later, the duchy had become a place of blood and dark whispers. Damian grew thin, the madness in his eyes deepening.

When it didn't seem to stop, the sound traveling through time and space and continuously hitting my ear drums incessantly, I pushed myself up and yelled out loud. “Who are you? And what do you want?” “Open the damn door, Grace!” I gasped at the sound of Susan's voice. She sounded pissed, very pissed. But what was she doing here so early? I quickly walked to my door and opened it. “Took you long enough. What if there was a zombie apocalypse and you were the only one who could save me?” She pushed past me and went into the living room. She wasn't dressed in the dress she wore last night, confirming my thoughts. But she didn't look too happy, her hair was roughly pulled in a bun, and she sporte

not move. She simply sat, her eyes fixed on the horizon. Wolves approached her cautiously, offering food, warmth, words. She did not respond. I sat beside her on the third day. "You are not alone," I said. "I feel alone." "That is the wound talking. It is not the truth." "Then what is the truth?" I took her paw. "The truth is that you are here. You are present. You are alive. The rest is just noise." --- On the fifth day, the cold returned. Not from Dawn—from the sky. A storm of ice and shadow, descending on Silver Creek. The followers had found a new power. Not the void—something else. Something darker. Dawn stood. "I know this storm. It is not from the void. It is from the place before th

Orpheus scoffed. "I'm setttt!!" Dawn rushed back to the sitting room after few minutes of stepping out but now, something was more different, she has piled up some luggages. "I'm a girl so I need a lot of things to keep me beautiful. So when are we leaving??" She said in a low tone. "Oh! F**k!!" I heard Blaze curse under his breath as he rubbed his forehead with his right palm. "You all right now, I'm probably going to throw up soon." He feigns a belch like he was about throwing up as he looked at Dawn.

No one could determine if it would actually be successful or not, since it has already been a long time since Yve was turned into a half-blooded vampire. After a few minutes passed, Dawn came back to where we all were, and he came right in front of Yve. He firmly held one of her hands as he placed his left hand above her right shoulder. Those expressions in Dawn's eyes clearly tell me that he wants to make it a success.

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