Yona Of The Dawn Yona Novels & Stories

I woke up and found Xander staring at me. His eyes were so soft and full of love that my heart fluttered. He smiled tenderly at me, and I smiled back. “Good morning, Luna,” he whispered softly, reaching over to push a lock of hair behind my face. “Luna?” I whispered softly. Xander nodded, his smile widening. “Today, you officially become the Luna of the Blackstone Pack. Are you ready?” A feeling of excitement and worry filled my heart. “I… I'm not certain,” I confessed. “Everything is moving quickly.”

She giggled, saying her boyfriend was jealous and insisted they should ‘work harder’ to bring Cale back soon. Her fans erupted in excitement, flooding the chat with playful teasing, though their blessings were genuine. The illustration book sold well, as though it was part of their celebratory gift. Camellia did not know when the signing event ended. The last rays of sunlight disappeared from the room, leaving behind a suffocating darkness. It felt like a giant beast was ready to devour her. She simply sat motionless in her chair with the lights off. Suddenly, her phone screen lit up and became blindingly bright. It was a video message from Valentina, accompanied by a single line.

Riley was convicted of attempted homicide and sentenced to a lifetime in prison. When we made it to the North Point research station, the sky was lit up by a spectacular aurora that dyed everything it touched in a green hue. Caleb stood beneath the starry sky and offered his hand to me. I didn't hesitate as I stepped forward and took his hand.

She rested her hand gently on my back, and her voice was soft. “Does it still hurt?” It was such a simple question, yet it undid me completely. I had endured every humiliation and every wound without shedding a tear since my rebirth. With just that simple comfort, I broke down completely, burying my face in her arms as sobs wracked my body. I cried and cried until exhaustion finally pulled me into sleep. When I woke, sunlight was spilling through the window. Jasmine was sitting by the bed, clumsily peeling an apple. I could not help but laugh.

Cierra's POV I woke up slowly in Yonda’s luxurious bed, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains and warming my skin. My body still felt heavy and satisfied from the night before. I turned onto my side and gently tapped Yonda’s shoulder. “Yonda… wake up. I have to go. It’s already morning.” She stirred, then sat up with a jolt, her blue hair falling messily over her shoulders. “Oh my God, fuck,” she muttered, rubbing her eyes. “I think the maids may be looking for you now. You know, your outfit... you need to try it on before it’s fully dawn for the wedding.”

Her voice was clipped, urgent as she looked toward the massive crimson dragon descending from above with a roar that shook the very foundations of the earth. Suddenly, another portal tore open and a figure stepped through. She was beautiful in the way a blade was beautiful. Sharp, dangerous, deadly. Long chestnut hair cascaded down her back in waves, and her eyes were a striking hazel. Yuna. The shock of her appearance rippled through Zavian, still in his dragon form of Aetherion. His massive wings stuttered, and for a moment, he simply hovered there, staring at the impossible figure below. Eva's reaction was not far behind. Her hands clenched into fists with power crackling around her finge

Their branches swayed gently in the breeze, while small birds flew from tree to tree. In the distance, an old stone path cut a swathe through the garden, leading to a white gazebo. The scene was peaceful and serene. Everything looked perfect, as though Orvanthor Palace had never harboured dark secrets about the women who had come before Cassandra. “Luna.” Yona greeted her respectfully. She approached and stopped a few steps behind Cassandra. “It seems you like the flowers.” Cassandra turned and froze. The single word that Yona had just spoken caused her to fall silent for a moment.

“What a beautiful sight, I almost thought I stumbled upon a mirror.” Her oldie female voice trampled the silence. Yuna looked down to meet the chubby old dwarf’s gaze, but she saw no orbs, her eyes were pure white. She realized she was blind but the odd thing was that she knew she was standing there. What do those statements of hers even mean? “Oh, Miss Deyonne, me and my friends came to buy some stuff.” Zyair uttered as he approached Deyonne. Since Deyonne finally took a glance at Yuna, he wanted to know what she saw.

I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand. I panicked and opened my eyes to look around. The bright sun shining from the window onto my face and eyes made me close my eyes due to the brightness. I adjusted my eyes to the brightness and opened my eyes to see that it was not my house, it was the fucking hotel room where we... Everything what had happened yesterday came back to me like scenes in a movie, I remember I was drinking too much then I saw.... Sierra Jane, just the girl I was thinking about and we.. ohhh... my... fucking luck.... I played pool with her and then came to her hotel room....

“Listen to me this time. If you dare disobey me, I'll leave you, and whether you die or not? It is not my damn business anymore. I have been protecting you all my life, Ysa, but that doesn't mean I'll allow you to kill me with your stupidity too.” Ysa didn't dare to answer. Perhaps she knew Yuan wasn't talking impulsively. He really will abandon her once she f*ck up again. Thankfully, the horde of zombies didn't chase them anymore for some strange reasons, and when morning came, they set out again after eating small breakfast. It was this time that they encountered Farrah and Dior. Yuan was the one who first noticed them, then he waved his arms in air to attract their attention. Farrah did n