Awakening Series Novels & Stories

With a sigh, she lets the mysterious stranger with blue eyes vanish. The light purple walls of her room come into focus when she rolls onto her side. Sera is still reminiscing about her dream. It's so hard for her to wake up sometimes. Maybe she could sleep forever. She finds herself wishing she could live in the other world, the one her subconscious has created. She's still contemplating this when her alarm clock blares to life behind her. Sighing to herself, she rolls over and out of beed to begin the routine that is her daily life.

“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

“Care to know where you are going?” I hadn’t spoken so how did he know I was awake? Again, I choose to keep my mouth shut, it was better for him to think that I was out of it. Alwin suddenly drops me to the ground. My neck cracked as I hit the floor head first sending a stabbing pain through my spine. My body sprawls forward as I land on my stomach with a dull thud. I try to keep my eyes wide and blink a lot to make him think that I was in a state of confusion when he suddenly kicks me in the ribs, knocking the air out of me.

"Terra dragonsblood. Mountain clan from the Alps. Your ancestors were guardians of the high passes." The man's eyes filled with tears as something ancient and profound resonated within him. Not full awakening, his bloodline was too diluted for complete transformation, but recognition of a heritage that had been deliberately hidden from him. Throughout Pioneer Square, similar scenes were unfolding as Order operatives experienced varying degrees of awakening. Some merely gained enhanced perception, while others exhibited more dramatic signs. Maya watched with compassion as the awakening rippled through the gathered Order operatives. Some fell to their knees, overwhelmed by sensations they'd be

Rows upon rows of sealed tanks illuminated, each containing a version — not of Amara, not of Luca, but something in between. Hybrid soldiers. Some bore Amara’s eyes. Others had Luca’s scars. All were connected to a neural network that began to awaken, one voice at a time. “Subject E.V.A. sequence complete.” “All systems online.” “Awakening protocols engaged.” The sound was deafening — a chorus of rebirth. Cassian grabbed Amara’s arm. “We need to get out now.” But Amara’s gaze stayed locked on the clone — the one that looked like her.

“Twenty? Already? She looked at the moon. This is bad, Tamara.” “What is it?” But Lilith grabbed her arm, “We got to go. Now.” “Don't touch her!” Kai roared, exploding from the cabin, bone cracking, shifting. “You Idiot!” Lilith spat. “Look at the moon!” Everyone looked up. The crack spread, branching over the full moon. “The Awakening,” Marcus gasped, leaning in the doorway. It can't be. “What's the Awakening?” Tamara asked. “The end,” Lilith said softly. “Only the beginning, depending on who wins.”

Lena walked to the room's centre and stood there and looked up at the star maps and felt the wolf fully present and the mark blazing and the circuit vibrating at the very last increment before completion. Nyra took her position to Lena's left. Rafael came to stand directly before her — not at the working distance of the training floor, not at the careful studied remove he had maintained since the first night. Before her, close, in the position of someone who has finally closed the distance and is not going to apologise for it. She looked up at him. He looked at her. "I'm ready," she said. "I know," he said. He took her hands — both of them, his hands around hers, his grip steady and absolute

Chapter 59 Halle Wilder ~•~ I jolted awake, panting, my chest rising and falling like I had just run for miles. The sheets were soaked with sweat, and I pressed my hands against my chest to steady my breathing. My dream felt so real. It was still the same nightmare — my father wanted to kill me. I stood up from the bed and turned on the lights. Then I opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. The coolness soothed my dry throat but it didn’t calm the storm raging inside me.

Alternating pov: Dawn had barely touched the horizon when the pain woke me—sharp, rolling, electric. My whole body trembled, skin too tight, bones burning. I gasped and clutched the blankets, trying not to scream. The door flew open. “Sera.” Kade was already at my side, dropping to his knees. He must have been waiting. Watching. Ready. “It’s starting,” I breathed, voice shaking. “I know, baby. I’ve got you.” He swept me into his arms, holding me like I weighed nothing.

Blood smeared Riven’s lip, his breath ragged. “No!” Seraphine’s scream echoed. The light from the crystal pulsed violently in response. Runes surged up her arms, her bloodline awakened fully. The chamber groaned. Power rippled through her. And something ancient opened its eyes. The Awakening Flame** The crystal pulsed again—violently, rhythmically—matching the frantic beat of Seraphine’s heart.