Until Dawn Novels & Stories

Hence this beach has lost its popularity, and now it merely serves as a fishing port anymore. Coming here in hopes of seeing the vaquita wasn't the main reason why I always come to this place. The truth is that whenever I'm here, I feel like I am the only alive person in the entire world. It feels like I'm in an apocalyptic setting, where monsters dominate every inch of the planet, and I am the protagonist whom the author wants to keep alive until the end of the story. Thinking that way, as I look at the dark ocean beyond me, makes me feel like I'm important in the midst of chaos. From that illusion, I could feel a sense of worth, contrary to what reality gives me. For, in reality, I was jus

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.

Those creatures were real as well, it was only a matter of time until events within the realm would start to echo the event she just witnessed. Looking across her room to the arch way which led to the balcony, she noticed that it was daylight and Cassandra told her to meet her at the palace gate's when she awoke. She got up and grabbed her clothes and began to get dressed. She slipped on her an all-black sleeveless shirt then put on her hooded jacket that she'd worn the day she arrived. After putting on her pants and boots she walked in front of the mirror and studied her reflection for a few moments. She noticed that her right eye's color was fading, almost as if it was trying to change. Al

And fuck it, he couldn't believe she was so skillful in fight. **** It was finally Dawn. The sunset Leave the moon and went back to it's normal position as e everywhere became darker. It was (10: 12 PM) Beatrice set out to sleep she suddenly heard the sound of things breaking in. Her heart had almost stop breathing when she felt footsteps approaching in. ***** T b c

The last few hours had felt like an eternity as I sat by the window, my eyes fixed on the distant horizon, where towering mountains covered most of the sky, leaving only a narrow strip of darkness visible above them. I watched as the night slowly gave way to dawn. A faint glow appeared along the horizon, staining the dark sky with shades of purple and announcing the coming sunrise. Finally. It was time. A sudden knock on the door didn't surprise me. I'd been waiting for it. "Luna. It's time." Kael's voice came from the other side. I immediately stood and walked toward the door before opening it. As I stepped outside, I noticed something. It seemed I wasn't the only one who had barely slept.

Divorced by Dawn, Queen by Dusk — Book Two: The Blood Crown Chapter Eleven: Elliot's Truth The morning of the meeting was grey and still and smelled of salt coming in off the water. She was up before five. The house was quiet in the specific way it got before Rosa arrived — a baseline quiet, the house itself breathing.

“If there were a book three, the title would be Dusk?” “Midnight is a transition, darkness, silence, the feeling of loneliness and loss. Dawn is hope, and if Dawn is as successful as Midnight, then the third book will be Nightfall, but it’s not exactly the time of day. It’s a locale mentioned in the book.” “Okay. No more spoilers, T.S. Prince.” “You’re not mad?” “About you being the author, and making me look like a fool?” He chuckled. “I wanna bite you right now, but it can wait until I come back from the trip.”

“You aren’t unable to move because of sleep paralysis anymore.” Jaladri’s stomach twisted. “That was my strike. You won’t be able to move again until sunrise. So if you'd like to perform the dawn prayer, you'll have to do it spiritually. Your body is temporarily unavailable.” If Jaladri had been capable of moving, his eyes would have bulged out of his skull. Until sunrise? Like this? With his chest feeling as though a horse had kicked through it? “Control your breathing and the pain will lessen. But moving? Forget it. Not until morning. And if you suddenly need to urinate...”

Kieran’s POV As dawn approached, I watched the horizon slowly brighten. The first rays of sunlight spilled over the freshly fallen snow, bathing the frozen ground in a soft golden glow. Streaks of orange and pink stretched across the sky, pushing back the darkness that had ruled the night. For a moment, it looked as though the two were fighting for the heavens, night refusing to let go while morning steadily pressed forward. But the battle was always brief. Time had already chosen its victor, and with each passing second, the darkness retreated until the day stood unchallenged.

CHAPTER 57 First Dawn, First Blood September 8, 2029 – Aerie Academy, 5:57 a.m. The dorm wakes us with sunrise poured straight into our veins. No alarm. Just the sky outside our windows turning the exact shade of Remy’s eyes when he’s half-shifted, and every oath mark on our wrists flaring like a starting gun. We’re already moving. Remy’s braids are still loose from sleep, hanging wild down his back.