Novel & Cerita Awakened: A House Of Night Novel

Soon enough, I'll wake up and find myself in my bed, throat raw and covered in sweat. Except, I know it to be a lie. The blisters on my feet and the raw terror in every beat of my heartknows it to be untrue. I take several turns agai, but not once does he take the bait like last time. He doesn’t stop, He doesn't slow.

Behind her came a group of reinforcements from our pack, their eyes darting warily around the gathered Awakened. “Aurora!” Lily called out, slightly out of breath. “I brought the book from your room, and several others I thought might be relevant. There's so much we need to decipher.” As Lily approached, I felt a strange pull coming from the center of the clearing. My eyes were drawn to the altar where the Awakened had been performing their ritual. There was something there, something hidden… Without fully understanding why, I walked towards the altar. The sounds around me turned into a gentle hum as I focused on the strange energy I was sensing. As I extended my hand, I heard a click, simil

“Don’t leave the house; I want you to stay here with your brothers until I know what is going on” “Fine, I have nothing to hide,” I say. “Can I go back now? Will you call me once she is awake?” “I will find you when I need you,” he said, and that was final. Ayla’s POV Trust me when I say it felt like I had a herd of elephants sitting on my chest. As I woke up and everything started coming back to me, the pain my body was in was unreal. Hopefully, though, now that I have had my first shift, my healing abilities will have hit in, and I should start healing a lot quicker than an average human would. Every inch of my body hurt, and I couldn’t breathe very well. Taking a deep breath was out of th

Chapter 38 Alex's POV In the realm between dreams and reality, Alex slowly emerged from the depths of unconsciousness. The gradual return of sensation began with a tingling awareness in his fingers, like tendrils of life creeping up his limbs. A dull ache resonated through his head, as if his mind were struggling to break free from the shackles of slumber. As he fought against the weight of darkness, the world around him remained shrouded in obscurity. His breath came out in short pants, anything more would make one of his broken ribs puncture his lungs. Turning into a wolf was sheer agony for him, but it didn't hold a candle to the unearthly pain he was feeling on every part of his body.

"Stop. Did you feel that?" Raven hugged her own body. "Like... something is crawling on my skin." The floor of the hallway made a subtle cracking sound, like ice beginning to grow from within the stone. In the distance, the lights of the hanging torches slowly extinguished one by one, creating a layered darkness that moved closer. Valtorius grasped his wand. "He's awake..." "Who?" whispered Raven, her voice choked. "Something even the Last Watchers dare not mention. They call him... The Night Watcher."

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.

Maybe I was going to hell after all. The world collapsed into a swirl of shadows and silence, then I was nothing. Yet I was everything. I was neither here nor there. And yet, the fire inside me burned brighter than it ever had in life. I didn’t know if I would wake again. I didn’t know if I would see the sun, or water, or breathe in fresh air again. But one thing I knew: they had awakened something in me. Something fierce. Something immortal. Something that refused to be forgotten. Something that refused to die.

Senna’s POV I woke up in a bed that was too soft. That was the first thing I noticed. I didn’t notice the ceiling above me, or the quiet. I didn’t notice the unfamiliar scent of something clean and floral. I noticed the bed. It was so comfortable and lush, like being on a cloud. That’s how I knew I was somewhere very unfamiliar. I pushed myself up too fast. Pain flared through my side, like sharp knives. It was enough to make me suck in a breath.

"The dark isn't so bad once you stop fighting the shadows. We're going to be a family again. Just like Grandmother promised." The last thing Panni saw before the darkness claimed her was Jinyan being dragged into the depths of the tunnel, his hand reaching out for her one last time before the light of his flashlight was crushed under a heavy boot. The Awakening Panni woke up to the sound of birds. It was a beautiful, artificial sound—the digital chirp of a high-end alarm clock. She opened her eyes and found herself in a room that was an exact, terrifying replica of the master suite in the Lu mansion. The same mahogany ceiling. The same silk sheets. The same scent of expensive lilies.

And then— Silence. The Tear Drop dimmed. I collapsed against Kyren’s chest, breathing like I’d run miles. Riven touched my cheek, voice trembling. “Elara… what did you see?” I swallowed. “The prophecy says one of you betrays me.” Silence dropped like a stone. That was the last thing I remembered before everything went black. ----------------------------------------------------- I woke to the sound of crackling stone. No, stone didn’t crackle. Magic did. My eyes snapped open.