Awakened: A House Of Night Novel Novels & Stories

She alighted at his house and went in without alerting anyone. “Dennis “ she called in the empty hall but no one responded. She proceeded to the bedroom and was shocked by what she saw. “WHAT!” she exclaimed with her eyes wide open. The two adulterous pair on my bed was awakened by her scream and got up. She would have never thought that her man will betray her with none other than her step-sister. And felt betrayed and left in anger

His hand brushed against me, but I gently moved it away. "You're tired. Just sleep," I muttered. ... I woke up early the next morning, picking out a casual T-shirt, a denim skirt, and white sneakers. I tied my hair into a bun and did my makeup. In the mirror, I looked like an energetic young girl with fair skin, a slender figure, and bright eyes. Derrick, on the other hand, was still recovering from a hangover. His eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles underneath. Luckily, his features were decent, and he wasn't that old. Once he put on the white T-shirt, knee-length denim shorts, and white sneakers I'd prepared for him, he looked livelier.

His blind terror when Genevieve’s shadows had wrapped around my throat, the vow he’d made to burn the world if it meant keeping me safe. But loudest of all was the thought that pulsed like a second heartbeat: "Don’t let her see. Don’t let her know you’re just as broken as the monster you killed." The Awakening I gasped back into my body just before dawn, my cheeks wet with tears that weren’t entirely my own. My lungs burned as if I’d been holding my breath for hours. The tent around me smelled of sweat and crushed herbs, real, solid, mine again. The goddess’s voice lingered in the stillness:

The Awakening Power The moon illuminated the sky as Lyra found herself solitary in the clearing, the cold air pressing against her. Her breaths came rapidly and shallowly, each exhale visible in the frigid night. A fresh wave of strength coursed through her, a sensation she struggled to describe. It felt as if every part of her was coming alive, as though her true self had been asleep for ages and was now finally awakening.

"Congratulations, you have reached a scenario where you need an upgrade to pass" "You have gathered enough point and increased your mind reading capabilities to level five, do you want to use those points to awaken a new mind power, or increase your mind reading capabilities to level six" Kaikuh became in shock as she thought, "Mind Powers, so does it mean that my ability isn't only to read minds?" "Right now, reading the beast mind isn't going to be helpful, so I'd pick, awaken a new mind power" Kaikuh thought as her system replied.

And then as if it sensed that I've finally noticed it, it throbbed harder. What the hell? The more it throbbed, the more restless I felt. I wanted to stand up, to leave this room, this house, this– I know. I rubbed my hand on my face and inhaled a shakily breath. I fucking know. *** RAVENNA POV I stared up at the ceiling, watching the fan roll. I had sold Darius’ watches and had booked a room in a really shitty hotel in a human city, far, far from any wolf territories.

“Evie—Evie, please, come back—don’t leave me—” The Awakening slams into me, one final time. White-hot power detonates beneath my skin, a supernova burning through every cell. And I scream, helpless, as the world erupts into blinding, endless light—caught between destruction and rebirth, between the past and the future, between who I was and who I must become.

I couldn't help but linger for a moment, staring at it as if it were a loaded gun, waiting for me to pull the trigger. With a burst of energy, I crossed the room, dropped onto my bed, and flipped open the book. The pages smelled of nostalgia, faintly musty yet deeply familiar. My eyes quickly skimmed past the opening chapters, which smelled oddly of roses and soft conversations, before settling on the surprising backstory. In this world, witches mingled with supernatural creatures in a kaleidoscope of forbidden love. It was like something straight out of my daydreams, but with dark undercurrents pulling me in further.

"I'm the ink in your veins, remember?" He pushed me. I fell backward, through the golden floor, through the grey sky, and back toward the blue light of the warehouse. The last thing I saw was Rowan sitting at a desk made of light, picking up a silver pen. He looked at the "Page" of the world and he began to write. ***"Chapter 62: The Day the Lights Stayed On."*** --- ### The Awakening I woke up with a gasp. The air was cold. It smelled of antiseptic and dust.