Awakening By Kate Chopin Novels & Stories

I tried to run, but my legs wouldn't move. He had drugged me in the car. My consciousness blurred; I had to focus just to stay awake. I was done for. If anyone could save me now, it would have to be my phone. But it had been smashed by Thomas and left behind on the road. Despair consumed me… until the distant roar of a car engine reached my ears. Thomas frowned, hid the knife behind his back, and warned me to stay quiet. Then he went to check outside. What happened next, I don't know. When I woke, I was lying on the side of a road. The sky was completely dark. No one was around.

I lick my lip to try and feel out what's so wrong, only to find teeth sharp and long, and a sensation of fur around the edges. I wolfed. I’m a wolf, and I shake it off, shake my head to bring my sight back to clear and fuzz-free, so I can turn and see the others around me. A weird movement that’s ungraceful and dog-like, that knocks me off balance. Nearby, a smaller wolf sits and looks at its paws, as I was, yet it glows too. Blue and surreal, as though the moon has rolled down to illuminate us with her touch, and it’s eerily pretty. Something I have never seen before at an Awakening. They don’t seem to be in pain anymore, either, and I wonder if the worst has passed. None of them is crying

Sarah I have no memory of going upstairs and getting into bed with Joshua. It was late in the morning by the time I woke; reaching over to discover his side of the bed was empty. As I became more alert, my memory of last night and the entire previous day returned. I cheated on Joshua. I let another man kiss me down there! I had only been at the lake house for one night and I still had two more nights to go. I wasn’t sure I was going to survive. My fear of Joshua discovering my misdeeds was not my only concern. My entire body ached. My ass was tender from Daniel’s punishment and my vagina was extra sensitive. I figured that was common after losing your virginity so I wasn’t too concerned. Aft

Nancy The awakening was slow, as if I were emerging from a deep, heavy sleep, and the world around me was still covered in a veil. I blinked several times, trying to clear the fog that obscured my vision, and realized something was wrong. The smell. The air had a strange, sterile odor, a mixture of disinfectant and freshly laundered sheets, very different from the usual aromas of the Morton mansion, which was always filled with expensive perfumes and the subtle scent of old wood. I sat up carefully, feeling my head throbbing slightly, and looked around.

With a mixture of fear and longing coursing through her veins, Ava took a hesitant step forward, knowing that her life would never be the same again. As her hand reached out to make contact, she was jolted awake by a sudden drenching sensation, accompanied by a harsh voice piercing through her slumber. “Rise and shine, lazybones! There’s work to be done, so quit lounging around like a sloth.”

This is book 2 to Awakening rejected mate and you should read that first. The branches and low hanging boughs skim my face, clawing my fur as I race through the forest, ducking low to avoid overhanging sticks that pull harshly as I follow Colton into the darkness. My heart’s racing, blood rushing through my head and I can barely keep up with the swift pace of my mate before me. Focused intensely on the darting black slice of shadow that moves so sleekly to lead the way. The zipping noise of foliage passing my ears at speed and yet I don’t slow my pace.

His eyes are almost black as he runs them over me. Gulping, I realise what he is about to do. He really was going to make me suffer. “Please, Ryan, don’t do this.” I slowly start to back away, but there isn’t enough room and there is nowhere for me to escape. Tumbling back on the bed. Ryan doesn’t give me a chance to think. He grabs my ankles, flipping me over in one swift movement, so that I am face down on the bed. Trying to push myself up, I feel the burn of the first whip. The force of it has my hands tying themselves up in the blanket. It takes my breath away and I am unable to catch it before the second lashing comes.

She struggled to remember, but the visions in her head showed very little. Squeezing her eyes shut almost to the point that it hurt, she forced her mind to function. She needed to remember the chain of events that led to her waking up naked in a field at the edge of the woods. Had she gone home from the club and sleepwalked? Or had something sinister occurred? She just didn’t know.

She simply wanted out. If Evanora knew that her Awakening would signal the end of her innocence and the start of her misery for the next two centuries, she would never have Awoken. She’d have committed suicide before her Awakening, because trying to run away was tantamount to death- she’d be caught, dragged back home and whipped to stupor for disgracing the family name. Unlike her taciturn nature, her Awakening was anything but silent.