Until Dawn X Reader Novels & Stories

Chapter 30 Blissful Night XANDER’S HOME, NEW YORK. Rolling to the side of the bed, Xander stiffened when he felt a body next to him. Opening his eyes properly to see who it was, he was almost shocked to see Dawn. However, Xander remembered all that happened the night before and felt quite relieved. Dawn had drunk on the sweet wine his mother brought, and Venus insisted he let Dawn spend the night.

Total system shutdown in 6 hours. I looked at Dante’s face, peaceful in his sleep, and realized that our night of passion hadn't saved him. It had been his final goodbye. "Dante," I whispered, my voice breaking in the dark. "Wake up. Please, wake up." But the indigo light only grew brighter, a cold, silent sun rising on the end of our world. (Watch out for Chapter 215) 💬 Please add to your library | Drop your Comment/ Reviews | Your Gifts mean so much to me.

Elowen’s POV Dawn broke slowly over the academy, its gentle light filtering through the stained-glass windows of my small room. I awoke with the echo of last night’s festival still playing in my ears—the laughter, the whispered promises, the tender, tentative touches that had woven a fragile new tapestry between us. Yet, as I lay there in the early morning hush, a subtle heaviness tugged at me—a mix of hope, uncertainty, and the lingering sting of old wounds.

No wonder Maura was finesse; she was probably royalty. We decided to introduce ourselves individually to the Calma household staff. Amid the exchange of pleasantries, we were interrupted by a strong gust of wind that felt heavy in the heart. A figure appeared before us; it was a huge shadow in a shape of a cloaked man with no identifiable facial feature. It whispered in a gravelly, eerie voice, "Darkness has risen. Soon, hell shall rise; the dawn of darkness approaches." Then, it vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving all of us coughing. Noah was yelling, "Moros, you coward! Face me!"

“Wow! That means you are a talented writer!” I wrinkled my nose. “Thank you.” “What was the title of the first story you have written and what is the story all about?” “The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.”

And as they walked into the horizon, hand in hand, a bright future awaited them, filled with love, healing, and the enduring power of friendship. As the sun began to set, casting an ethereal glow over the land, Dawn, the seeress with a gift for divination, received a powerful prophecy. The whispers of the unseen realm revealed to her a startling truth - Sasha, the formidable adversary believed to be vanquished, was not dead. Instead, she had found refuge in the clutches of an even more formidable enemy.

Gui Xian hissed irately. Forty-nine days passed by like a blur. The gentle, cooling breeze heralded the passing of autumn. Xiao Chen opened his eyes finally. He had woken up several times before but each time his eyes opened, he remained dazed and fuzzy only to lose consciousness again. He stared blankly as he finally regained his vigor and feel his strength returning to his fingers. The voice of an old man called out to him suddenly, "You've woken up finally, boy."

~Alex~ Dawn broke in soft pinks and golds, painting the sky in the kind of light that made the world feel cleansed, renewed. I stood at the eastern ridge waiting for the sun to rise fully, the cool morning air brushing against my skin. Behind me, the village stirred with quiet energy…pots clinking, laughter in small bursts, footsteps moving with purpose. The preparations had gone well. The gathering felt right. Needed. And Twix would be here soon.

Dawn growled softly, her golden form standing tall, the sun’s light reflecting in her eyes, the packhouse’s air warm, Tess’s loyalty a flame, the battle won, the legacy a shared fire, the pack’s bonds a light in the midday light, the promise of peace a tangible hope, the north’s chill a challenge for the final chapter, the pack’s love a beacon. The north’s whisper grew faint, the air carrying the scent of renewal—pine, earth, and love, a promise of a happy ending, the sun’s light a golden hope, the pack’s tattoos glowing softly, their howls a celebration of unity, the packhouse a haven, the victory at the Shattered Veil a testament to their strength, the battle for their legacy poised for it

Chapter 164 : The Breaking Dawn Nora’s POV Morning had come far too soon. It was supposed to be a new beginning for us, a glimpse of gladness after the storm, but the air hung heavy, thick with foreboding. I woke up to the sound of movement somewhere outside-distant, rhythmic thud of boots, warriors preparing for battle. A whiff of steel and smoke still clung to the wind. And my heart plummeted. Axel stood at the window, his broad shoulders tense beneath his dark shirt, his eyes fixed on the horizon where the first light of dawn kissed the treetops. He looked powerful, commanding, but I could see behind his strength — the weight of leadership upon his soul.