Until Dawn Emily Novels & Stories

You'll feel like you were there. Emily closed her eyes, a small smile tugging at her lips. Daniel Wright—the quiet boy who never spoke—was her only world. She woke at 5:00 AM to the chill of the mountain morning. Her phone was glowing with four missed messages. The Watcher: Why aren't you replying? The Watcher: Are you mad? The Watcher: Did you fall asleep? The Watcher: Dream of me, Sunshine.

She managed to arrange her stuff in the room, take a quick bath and crashed on the bed. The bed must have been incredibly soft because Emily woke up by eight o'clock the next morning. She had forgotten to set her alarm for six o'clock as planned. Reflexively, she jumped out of bed—bolting out, she pushed open the door to Drew's room but found it empty. She hurried downstairs, compelled by the sound of a car engine. On getting off the last step, Emily misstepped and tumbled forward, landing right at the feet of Rex. Stumped by Emily's fall, Rex scolded. “Isn't it a little early to break your neck?”

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving me alone in the dimly lit garden, surrounded by the shadows of my own doubts. As I watched her disappear into the darkness, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was trapped in a web of my own making. EMILY’S POV I woke up to a somber dawn, the weight of last night's conversation still bearing down on me. The morning light streaming through the windows seemed dull and lifeless, mirroring my mood. As I swung my legs over the side of the bed, a pang of sadness shot through my chest. Will he really send me away? The thought echoed in my mind like a haunting refrain. I rose from the bed and drifted to the balcony, the cool morning breeze a stark c

37: Royals Dawn is rolling on the bed, it’s now morning but she can’t even sleep. She can’t polish a plan B, if her plan A didn’t go through. A loud knock from the door after a few minutes, she groaned and whined while walking towards the door to open it. “What took you so long?” Kritisha hissed. Dawn was surprised a little when she burst through her door.

She would be his life companion, accompanying him for the rest of his days. As the time for Fajr prayer was still a long way off, Calvin climbed back into bed. Feeling the movement of the mattress, Emily instantly opened her eyes and asked, "Are you awake? Is it already morning?" Emily spoke while keeping her eyes closed. She pulled the blanket over her entire body as the cold air greeted her. The pre-dawn hours always made her shiver. "Feeling cold, dear?" Calvin whispered and also buried himself under the blanket. With her eyes still closed, Emily nodded.

She already felt drowsy after a few minutes , she would have fallen asleep there if it wasn't for Emily . "My lady are you finished ?" "Mmhmmm , oh Emily yes I'm finished , help me get dressed please ." "Certainly my lady ." "Is it dinner time already ?" "It's past dinner time my lady ." "What ? what time is it ?" "It's almost 9 My lady ." "I was in there for two hours is that what you are saying ?" "Yes my lady . The Lord is waiting for you at the table ." Emily quickly finished dressing her up and stood aside .

The next day, when Emily awoke, she found herself alone in bed. Garrett must have let her sleep in. Glancing at the bedside clock, she discovered that it was nearly 10 in the morning. Letting out a yawn, she pulled the covers over her head, intending to catch a few more winks.

I replied him. I knew Osifa and Kiki were yet to return from school and it was too early to start preparing lunch so I carried Tami on my back and we dashed to the bar instead. While hurrying to the bar, I sighted Emjay and the embarrassment I caused him weeks earlier came flashing back. I knew he had seen me so I lowered my head and I saw how soiled my shoes were with mud. “Hey fetty!” he said. He was walking beside me. “Hello.” I softly replied. We kept walking and said nothing for a while. “You are heading to the bar right?” he asked. I nodded in affirmation. I knew it was the perfect moment to apologize so I began “I am terribly sorry for the other day…I had no idea…my father was…” “It

Outside, the street lights were gradually lit, starting from the main road, then to the small alley, but inside the room was still dark, without any light. Emily crouched in the corner. She feels much safer at night, she is afraid of dawn, afraid of sunlight, afraid of what is happening before her eyes, she is afraid of tomorrow. But the rotating laws of the universe will not stop out of pity for her. The darkness quickly disappeared and the new day quickly came, bringing with it hurried sounds from outside that made Emily unable to close her eyes and go back to sleep. She got out of the blanket, brushed her teeth, washed her face, took a shower, and changed clothes.

At night, they eat dinner together. The time was 12.05 am, and Isabelle again had difficulty falling asleep. She picked up a book and read it while hoping for sleepiness to come soon. But what she thought was wrong. Almost a quarter of the book's contents had been read, instead of being sleepy, he was getting fresher. Even though tomorrow she has to work. Isabelle put the book down and turned on the television. There are no interesting broadcasts, she just watches random television shows. Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Emily is standing facing the mirror. In front of him stood a clown with a terrible face, he was Zorro. But Emily didn't look scared at all. She smiled at him like an old friend