ANMELDENTwo sisters. One fate. And a darkness that refuses to stay buried. Eden and Eve Santo were born identical, but they could not be more different. Eden is gentle, compassionate, and gifted with rare healing magic. Eve is powerful, reckless, and consumed by a restless hunger for something more than the sheltered life their pack demands. Raised in the safety of the Santo wolf pack after a brutal war nearly destroyed their kind, the twins were never supposed to face the horrors of the past. But when Eve becomes obsessed with the forbidden mountain where feral vampires once died, an ancient darkness awakens and drags her beyond anyone’s reach. As Eve’s powers spiral out of control, Eden refuses to give up on the sister everyone else fears is already lost. With the help of Kaelin, a dangerous demon-wolf hybrid tied to her by fate, Eden must enter the cursed mountain and confront the terrifying truth about what the twins were truly born to become. Because saving Eve may require destroying the very thing that makes her powerful. A dark paranormal fantasy filled with forbidden magic, ancient bloodlines, feral vampires, fated mates, and the devastating bond between sisters, Awakening: Eve of Eden is an emotional and addictive journey into love, sacrifice, and the dangerous cost of power.
Mehr anzeigen“I'm not climbing. I'm tired, and I want to eat.” Toya is less harsh in her refusal because she knows Eve has a temper, and, for some weird reason, she always picks on Toya the most. Maybe because of the five of us, Toya is the next strongest compared to my sister, and that threatens her. Toya is tough, boyish, and athletic. Even without her wolf, she is strong, energetic, and pretty fearless. Without tribrid breeding, she will make a great femme guard one day. A real warrior who wants to follow in her mom’s footsteps and train to be in the elite guard. Maybe even the sub-pack.I think Toya will turn soon. All the signs of her wolf restlessly peeking have been showing of late. I think her awakening ceremony might be on the next full moon.“You’re all pathetic. Losers and scaredy cats. I’ll go myself. I am not going back until I see what I came here to see. You can all go running back home like sad, weak-ass, pathetic wannabe wolves…. Scared of a hill…you make me laugh.”Eve stands fir
“Pfft…what curse? He was an old man who wanted power and went about it the wrong way. He should have been smarter….. I would have been smarter.” Eve gets up, straightening towards the mountain, standing tall and foreboding, and pulls back her hands with dramatic flair to tear the trees aside, offering us an unbroken view of what once was a dark place. As easy as breathing.The trees crack and bend as she uses her telekinetic power, just as my mother does, to clear and bend them to her will. Straining, groaning hunks of nature are being pulled aside by the gentle hands of a little girl who thinks nothing of being able to do this. Hundred-year-old trees as thick as barrels and more, moving so gracefully and defying logic as they bend without snapping.It's an unnerving display of power, opening us to the bright sun overhead as the canopy above us suddenly clears. Making us blink as our eyesight adjusts, but it's not awe I feel when watching this display; it’s a gurgling-up sense of unea
Dinner is when they conduct a head count of all the kids who came to the manor for the summer. To ensure none of us strayed too far. We live in the valley most of the time, but nothing beats the forests and beauty of the manor village when we have amazing weather and so much free time. Rema Sierra loves having us here. It feels like a vacation when we are on school break.We get to run free, explore more, and live life a little differently from the helicopter-style parenting we have back home. My mom and dad can be a little suffocating at times when it comes to our every move, so at least coming here, Rema allows us to be like the other kids. Fewer restrictions and some time to be children who aren’t the alpha’s bloodline. Our Rema understands that being some sacred tribrids and alpha firstborns doesn’t mean we have to live in cotton-wool padded cells.School’s out for six weeks, and our parents are allowing us some freedom in coming here without them to stay with my grandmother. For
Age twelve"Why are you such a crybaby?" Eve drags me to my feet from the heap of limbs and clothing I tumbled into after I slipped into this crevice, tutting at me and rolling her eyes as she dusts me down with aggression. Irritated by my clumsiness and not an ounce of sibling care.Sighing heavily once again, knowing in trying to keep up with her, I ended up falling and making her rescue me. Compared to her, yes, I am always clumsy, slow, or in need of her rescue. It’s not my fault. We may look identical, but that’s where it ends."I'm not a cry-baby…I hurt myself. It's okay to be upset. You were running too fast, and I'm not as good as you at doing that. I can only run at normal speed." I try to defend myself, sniffing back the aching tears as I wipe my bloodied wrist where I grazed it, over my now sodden dress. Annoyed at myself that my newest floral sundress is now a tattered wreck of snags and dirt, and a nice little tear across the lace-edged hem. I shouldn’t have tried to keep












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