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Oh, and did I also forget to mention that AJ left before any of us could wake up, I guess she's still scared from last night, and I felt really bad about it. "Good morning girls" Danny barged into the room in which we we're still asleep. "I got up early to help Stella with breakfast" Danny said as she dragged off the blankets off our faces. "Five more minutes Mom" Zoe said as tried to cover her eyes from the light. "One, I'm not your Mom and two, if I were, you would have been up by Dawn" Danny wispered into Zoe's ears but audible for all of us to hear... And the way she said those words were really scpooky.

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.

I changed into some yoga pants and laid down on the bed. Something was disturbing my nap. I swatted at the offending object as it touched my face once again. I turned over and scooted away from whatever it was. I felt the bed move as whatever it was touched my neck. I let out a growl. I heard someone laughing from behind me. “My dark princess it is time to wake up. Dinner will be ready shortly.” Ruari rumbled into my ear. “Go away, I am warm and comfortable.” I whined. “I am sure you are, but you have been asleep for a few hours not and it is time to get up. We need to feed the two of you.” he added.

Rolling her eyes, she grabs a hairbrush and starts drying her hair. "Let me." He takes the hairdryer from her, gently running his fingers through her damp strands. Silence falls between them, but it’s a comforting silence. One filled with love. Travis’s soft smile, the way Dawn’s face turns warm under his touch—everything speaks of the deep affection they share. As they enjoy their morning together, Dawn’s attention drifts to her phone resting on the dressing table. A notification lights up the screen. She picks it up absentmindedly.

After a few minutes of completely covering the sun, the moon is now slowly passing away, giving back the daylight. I was amazed to witness it with my naked eyes. But Caius and Amaris don't seem happy about it. They looked worried for some reason. Meanwhile, the little bunny seemed to enjoy the cuddle. It's resting its head comfortably and was also enjoying the spectacular phenomenon.

she added, swaying gently as Ruri blinked sleepily up at her. Dawn suddenly scared me when she climbed up onto the end of the bed. "Hi aut lay," she said with a shy smile, making my heart melt. "Hi, sweet girl," I responded as she crawled over into my arms. "Can I hold the other one?" Dawn asked, glancing toward the sleeping Jarek. "Maybe in a bit, when he wakes up," I chuckled. "He’s catching up on some serious dreaming right now." "Does he dream about cookies?" she asked with a hopeful tone.

🦋 DORA 🦋 Everyone’s happy ending is romance, except mine. Mine would be the death of my father’s killer, and then romance. And I’m so looking forward to it, as long as I don’t die first. I wake up with a loud yawn, tapping my phone screen to make sure I am just in time, and yes, it is one minute to 2 am, the time Dad had set for our training. One minute before the alarm rings.

Damian’s POV Dawn, when it finally came, was the kind that crept—not the dramatic sluice of gold you see in paintings, but the shy, reluctant light of winter. A nearly imperceptible shift: shadows thinning over hardwood, pale blue leaking across the city’s spires, as if the world, too, tiptoed for fear of disturbing her.

[Dawn] “Dawn?” he asks, his voice soft but sharp, cutting through the quiet. His forest-green eyes lock onto mine, and the heat in them is devastating. It’s like they’re burning through every layer of my defenses, leaving me bare. The air between us feels alive—crackling, dangerous, and impossible to ignore. “Oh, I need the snacks… down… here.” My words stumble out, half a thought, because my brain is already foggy. I can feel his gaze on me, heavy and deliberate.

````Would it be the last dawn?.°```` The pitter-patter on the cabin's roof, the smells of wet ground, the slow and cold breeze, the silence, the ambiance. The world slowly comes to morning, the calming state of early dawn, the calmness that would be addictive after all the storms and wild nights. The way the branches would dance gracefully, the way leaves swayed in the air. The way everything starts a new day, a new dawn, a new morning, a new ambition for some, and another restless day for others.