Until Dawn X Reader Novels & Stories

Chapter 11 Feral By the time Drew came to bed I’d passed out cold, but I woke up sometime later, too late for nighttime but far too early for morning. The very faintest gleam of pale dawn crept around the edges of the blinds. And Drew lay beside me on his back, a few inches from where I’d curled up on my side around a pillow, with the blankets and his boxers pulled down to his thighs and his hand working his rigid cock. He turned his head a little the second I opened my eyes, somehow knowing I’d woken almost before I did.

A question struck my mind. ‘How did you find me?’ I asked him. He smirked. ‘I followed you,’ he said. I looked at him in surprise. ‘Follow me?’ I muttered those words as he increased the volume of the music. ................................... JULET’S POV Following a total stranger home, not knowing where he was taking me, we entered a grand estate named "The Damien's Estate." It was like another world, vast and magnificent. My mouth dropped open in awe; I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen something so impressive. As we drove, we passed under an arch of floricultures that provided shade.

She snuggled into Dante's arms, finding a comfortable spot, and they watched the sunset together. Before long, she drifted into a peaceful sleep. Everything in this world had cracks—that was how the light got in. Years later, Camellia would reflect on this thought and realize that Dante was her ray of light. Though he was not the brightest and most blinding light, he stayed with her through every long night, warming her through the coldest winters.

Tessa POV The dawn came softly. No trumpet of war. No breaking storm. Just light. Pale and clean. Filtering through the canvas walls like gold dust. I stirred beneath the furs, half-waking before I opened my eyes, already aware of the warmth curled around me. Dorian’s body was wrapped against mine, one arm slung possessively across my waist, the other beneath my neck, fingers lazily brushing my collarbone as if even asleep he couldn’t let go.

--- The Dawn of a New Life In the early hours of the following morning, before the rest of the world had awoken, Isabella emerged from her room. The mansion was shrouded in quiet, almost oppressive stillness. As she wandered the long corridors, she felt an eerie mix of isolation and determination. Every echo of her footsteps reminded her of the choices made in desperation—and of the price she had paid.

She wiped the drool off her face as her gaze landed on the BL comics that she had been reading before she fell asleep. She pulled out her phone from the bedside table to look at the time. Sigh She overslept. It was already past noon. After going on a shopping spree yesterday, she was excited to meet her boyfriend and give him the things she had purchased for him. But when she called him, he informed her that he was working overnight and would be staying at the office. He forgot to mention it to her since there was a meeting earlier. Later on, she dozed off while reading the comic.

“And you’ll get us all killed if you can’t keep pace.” The words stung like a blade because they were true. But I tightened my grip anyway, dragging the kid forward. “They stay with me.” Kaia stared a moment longer, then turned, snow crunching under her boots. --- Dawn When dawn finally broke, it was cruel. Pale light spilt over the trees, silver instead of gold, revealing everything sharp instead of soft. We stumbled into a hollow between rocks, shielded from the worst of the wind. Asher dropped first, sinking into the snow, his chest heaving. Kaia leaned against the stone, blade still in her hand, eyes never closing.

He was about to attach his sinful lips on mine until. BANG. The door got roughly opened making my eyes snapped open. My head shot towards the door as I got a little light of hope but it also fades away when I witnessed a ragging beast breathing heavily as his eyes were glaring at Jack with his red demonic eyes ready to kill someone. Damon. There is always a bright morning after a dark night Don't let your hopes die because the one whose listening to you wouldn't let you down.

It may not be the best in term of editing, but I truly cherish this book and I promise to go back and re-edit both part one and two so it'd make a smoother and more enjoyable read for incoming readers, as well as those who'd be rereading. Thank you for staying, patiently waiting and finally dropping at this destination with me. This is the final drop of Dawn Meek, and Ryder Smith, our very first couple. If you're yet to read my other books, you can check out SIN AND HATRED WITH BENEFITS. They're both completed and I assure you'll love them. If you're into brother's best friend, you can go for SIN and HATRED WITH BENEFITS if you love enemies with benefits, but I'd recommend to read both, haha

Here, I can't do that. Thank you for trying. I'll miss you, mate. Dawn I crush the note within my fist, having found it on my bedroom desk. I shouldn't have gone out today. I knew something was wrong with Dawn this morning when we woke. She seemed distant, and ushered me right out the door, asking more than once when I would be back. Glancing out the bedroom window, I look out at the Purity Pack. I don't know where she would be. What I do know, is this isn't over.