Awaken Novel Novels & Stories

I heard it—the intake of breath, the low murmur of appreciation spreading like a tide. “Beautiful,” a woman near me whispered. “Sharp,” a man replied. “Very Paris.” My eyes narrowed, and I felt the familiar jealousy spreading bitterly across my limbs. I raised the paper in my hand, glancing at it again. Heavy and Expensive. Cream-colored, with embossed lettering that caught the low light. THE AWAKENING A Collaborative Runway Show Sebastian Moreau — Celeste Monroe I let out a silent, humorless breath. The Awakening.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the book. The moment the cover cracked open, a gust of wind swept through the chamber, extinguishing the soft blue candles and plunging the room into darkness, save for the ethereal glow emanating from the pages. Words formed in the air, shimmering like liquid silver: “To awaken, you must see yourself as the blood sees you.” Evelyn blinked. The letters seemed to float, twisting in shapes she couldn’t comprehend. A warmth spread through her veins, and suddenly, the room shifted. She wasn’t in the chamber anymore. She was standing in the forest, the same forest that had called her name countless times before.

Awakening. The wolf stretched within her, not in fury, but in readiness. The hunt was coming. Silas was gathering. Thorne was watching. But the heart of Moonstone, forged in fire and fury, was finding its beat. One slow, deliberate breath, one parsed emotion, one controlled step at a time. The path ahead was dark and fraught, but for the first time since waking in this room, drowning in woolen silence, Novah didn't feel entirely lost. She felt the pack around her. She felt the wolf within. And she felt the faint, fierce pulse of her own strength, beginning to resonate with theirs. The silence now wasn't heavy; it was the quiet before the storm, and she was learning to stand within it.

My assistant also took advantage of the commotion to slip me a cup of warm water, signaling with her eyes for me to step out and get some air. I felt warmth spread through my heart. After Grandma and Mom passed away, they were the first to show me what family warmth truly felt like. Just as I turned down the corridor, a voice called out from behind me. "Dawn!" The voice was all too familiar. When I first arrived in Haldon, it haunted me like a demon, trapping me in the memories of my tragic death in my past life. However, hearing it now, it was no longer anything to me. It was just a man I had long since crushed beneath my feet.

Eden’s POV I awoke in a strange bed. My eyelids struggled to open. The air smelled strange, thick, salty. I was groggy. I didn’t know where I was. What had happened? I had no memory. Not of anything. Who…who was I? Suddenly, the silhouette of a woman appeared. But I didn’t know who she was. She dipped a wash cloth in a water basin and dabbed my head. It felt deliciously cool.

Blood Awakening Chapter 14: Sweet spot Morning came in just a snap of fingers. Maridelle woke up with a pair of warm arms around her waist. She checked who it was just to find Lachlan cuddling her. Immediately, she checked if he got some clothes on. Maridelle cannot bear the thought of him sleeping beside her naked. For a moment, hot blood pooled on her cheeks. Slowly, with courage, she took peek under the blanket. It's a relief to see that he is wearing clothes. The landlady must have left it outside their room for him.

The incredibly loud sound of pacing in fact, the slow and steady pacing of predator on a wet stone surface slowly started to fill the emptiness death have left in its wake. With sound came scent, I could smell the damp stale air then feel it creasing the exposed skin of my arms, feel the cold seeping into my bones from the stone slab under me. It took some effort to open my eyes, I wasn't fully aware of myself. Everything seemed strange, foreign and uncomfortable. Like my skin wasn’t my own! Forcing my eyes open, I was confronted with snow, it hovered and floated in the darkness over my head. Beyond it though was not sky, but a ceiling of stone. No, this was not snow but dust. I could see it

Chapter 40: A New Dawn The first thing Caden noticed when he woke was the warmth of the sunlight spilling through the thick curtains, casting soft golden rays across the room. It felt like a strange comfort after the cold darkness that had gripped him for so long. His body was still heavy with fatigue, his muscles aching, but there was a new kind of peace surrounding him. The panic, the fear, the doubt that had plagued him in his final moments—before everything had gone black—were gone.

“Promise? She asked, holding up her pinky. “Yes”, I said as I passed out under my covers to a peaceful sleep until my alarm woke me to say time to get up for work. It is like waking up no matter if light or dark outside make me not a “morning person” or as I should call it, “waking up person”. I grab my phone off the nightstand to shut up the alarm. I barely open my eyes and grunt as the lights from my phone fade into my sight. It is quiet which means Tearis is not in the room. The good thing about this room is that it is the only one that has only a bathroom and shower. Weird right? I get up and get a nice warm shower like I do every day before and after my shift at work. As I'm walking bac

He kisses me on the temple with passion, squeezes me tight and I relax, rest assured that he means it because I know it’s true. AUTHORS NOTE - This is the End of Awakening but not the end of the Series. I do have more books related to this planned but this will be the last from Alora's story. Thank you all so much for sticking with it and see you in the next book xx