Breaking Dawn Pt 3 Novels & Stories

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

He flicks an accusatory glance back toward the apartment building I just vacated, then returns his piercing gaze to mine. “Oh yeah, I’m doing fine, alright,” I scoff. “I was just fine waking up in that cabin to find that you abandoned me. I was just fine when I tried to call you and your phone was shut off, and I had to find out through the grapevine that you left. I was just fine when the next full moon rolled around and…” My voice breaks, a sob tearing from my throat. I turn away, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing my tears.

Finally, with all the gentleness in the world, he kissed my forehead and murmured with his lips still against my skin: “You'll figure it out. I know you will.” After that we just stood there watching the sun grow and shine in silence. Little by little, as if it wanted to prolong our moment, as if it was being born exclusively for us, the light was touching every building and construction. The rays stretching out. It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that we got up to leave. There, I knew for sure, I loved Ethan deeply. [Flashback off] *** I woke up sweaty in my bed, confused between dream and reality.

I guess we all paint a particular picture. 'Thank you again for coming,' she said. Actually, she didn't say it as much as purr it, 'cause she was laying it on pretty thick. Somehow it was working though, maybe it was the setting. 'Cain's Crossing, the reason we are all here. Will debut its new episode in an hour, soon we should all make our way through the forest and into the theater that I have prepared for this night. Immediately following the show, there will be refreshments and dancing set to the music by this gentleman here.' Julia put her hand on the DJ's shoulder, and I realized I had no idea who that man was.

X is telling him he is going to do the right thing. Erasing all the doubt that he have on his mind, Alpha Lachlan glanced at the lady. In just a blink of an eye the lady’s body hardly hits the road. Beta Mellow’s suffering has ended. He was released immediately from the brutality of the hair. But it did surprised him to see the hair angrily coming to his direction; and the hair that was approaching him swiftly rushed to pick the lady who suddenly gained her consciousness.

Danica POV The violinist began playing Turning Page by Sleep at Last. This was way too much of a romantic song to dance with Cory. He gave me an apologetic look, then leaned in to ask me, “Will you be able to find you way back to the table?” I nodded my head. Then he walked away to meet his mother and another young woman.

… The next morning, Celeste woke up to find herself alone in bed. After freshening up and changing, she went downstairs. Martha was already awake. When she saw Celeste, Martha was about to say something when Trevor walked in from outside. He was dressed in gray workout clothes, his hair damp with sweat—he had clearly just finished his morning run. He glanced at Martha and greeted, "Morning." Martha looked at the two of them and suddenly seemed unhappy. "You both woke up so early?" Celeste found the remark strange. Wasn't waking up early a good thing? Why did Martha seem upset?

My voice was already hoarse. Fabian’s thumb brushed away a tear from my cheek, the way he always does whenever he finishes his punishment. The gesture was so horrifyingly gentle that it made my chest cave in. It made me remember how every punishment ended with Fabian holding me close while I cried, like he hadn’t been the one to break me open in the first place “There’s my Little Dove,” he whispered. Something inside me cracked. I couldn’t fight anymore, I couldn’t even lift my hands. Darkness crept slowly into the edges of my vision, swallowing the road, the streetlight, Fabian’s face.

"Hurry and change. Lydia will get scared if she sees you like this." I took the clothes without responding and walked into the bathroom. Hot water slammed against my torn back, and pain shot through me. I gasped, clutching the sink to keep from collapsing. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Torn flesh, bruises, and a face drained of all color. Exhaustion and despair etched into every line. And then I laughed. I laughed until tears spilled down my face. The drug trial would begin.

David’s POV I watched the sunrise from my office window with a glass of whiskey in my hand. Not because I was celebrating. Because I was thinking. Evans had finally done it. He had told her everything. My people inside the mansion had confirmed it last night — Hailey went to the guest room at eleven and Evans spent the next three hours sitting alone in his study staring at nothing. The security feed showed him at his desk, head in his hands, completely broken. Good. A broken man makes mistakes. And mistakes were exactly what I needed.