Awake Arise Or Be Forever Fallen Novels & Stories

“You few, you Watchers . . . once you were like stars in the sky—the eyes of the night, whose task it was simply to watch—now are you sentenced for your degradations, for defiling yourselves in the blood and the flesh of unholy, unsanctioned unions. You once-shining sons of God . . . fallen away as snow falls into shadow . . . and so, will you remain bound here in the valleys of this world until final judgment, to be blotted out in consuming fire—turned to ash from within, spirit and form. Erased, so that you will never even have been. And your progeny shall be called demons upon the earth . . . and this earth will become their prison, with no hope of transcendence for them or their charge .

“Doctor Brock, something is wrong with Alpha Wyatt. I need you in his office immediately.” As I turn my attention back to Wyatt, both the Supreme Elder and Doctor Brock chime, “Okay.” I quickly nudge Wyatt’s shoulder a little harder. “Alpha Wyatt wake up. Alpha, you need to wake up.” My breath hitches as his body suddenly goes limp. Shit. He is now unconscious. I quickly grab his shoulders and shake him harder than my previous nudges. “Alpha Wyatt! Don’t scare me like this! Wake up!”

Recommendation: consider termination to minimize risk to the Luna and the pack. I let the paper fall onto my lap and pressed both palms flat against the taut skin of my stomach. “You’re perfect,” I whispered to the little life inside me. “I know you are. I’ve felt every kick, every roll. You’re strong. You’re ours.” A tiny foot pushed firmly against my right hand as though in answer. I stayed like that until the grandfather clock in the hall struck one. The front door opened with a soft click. Heavy footsteps crossed the foyer. I heard the familiar sound of Rowan kicking off his boots, the tired exhale he always made when the day had worn him thin.

"As for those who set the fire, I want them to suffer a fate worse than death." … [Hailey's Perspective] I woke up on a big, soft bed. "You're awake." A warm voice was heard, and I turned to look toward the voice. It was a handsome man, the man I had saved five years ago. "Did you save me?" I asked, but my voice was dry and brittle. He nodded and passed me a glass of water. "My name is Cole Larter. My men have been protecting you in secret all this while, which was why we were able to save you in time."

“She is the Sovereign.” The declaration hung in the air, carrying the weight of destiny fulfilled and old truths overturned. The square, once a place of death and judgment, now stood transformed into the birthplace of something far greater. It was an awakening that would echo through the ages. Aria, supported by Ryan’s unwavering embrace, felt the truth of those words resonate within her newly awakened soul. The power no longer raged; it waited, patient and aligned, ready for whatever came next.

A voice—every frequency at once—spoke from nowhere and everywhere: > “The Source has awakened. Return what was taken.” And in that instant, I knew the peace of the past few hours had been a lie. The world wasn’t reborn. It was calling its creators home—so it could decide which of us deserved to stay.

I was reaching for the cold, the salt, and the darkness. ​I was drowning in their honey, but for the first time since I woke up in this gilded nightmare, I wanted to burn the hive down. I wasn't just drifting; I was waiting. I was praying that the shadow wasn't a hallucination. I was praying it was the storm that would finally shatter the glass and end the "Good Sin" forever.

He had felt it too. The shadowy figure chuckled again. “Ah, but it is too late, isn’t it? The oath was sealed long ago. And soon, you will have to make your choice.” Vesper’s fists clenched. “What choice?” The figure didn’t answer. Instead, the darkness around it began to unravel, its form dissolving like mist in the wind. But before it vanished completely, its voice echoed one last time: “What is taken can be returned. But what is awakened—can never sleep again.”

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

My voice was a ghostly shadow of itself, but the promise behind it was absolute. "You think... you’ve won. You’re going to... you're going to regret this." “Help..” I wheezed despite gathering strength in every fiber of my body. I tried, I tried to fight, to stay alive, my body responded to the toxins pulling it down. I slumped onto the cold stone, the sky above Boston turning black as the world finally went silent.