Awakening Series Novels & Stories

V I am Ana, a rogue werewolf who has been on the run for years. I refused to follow the rules of my pack and their strict code of conduct, always longing for the freedom to live my life as I wanted. Becoming a rogue wolf seemed like the perfect solution, but it turned me into a fugitive, always running and never having a day of rest.

--- The Awakening When Fiona’s eyes opened, the world was wrong. Not the dark, cold corridors of the facility. But somewhere else. White walls. Bright lights. A hospital? No. A lab. She tried to move—but couldn’t. Her wrists were strapped down. A sharp sting ran through her arm—an IV. Panic clawed at her chest. Then—a voice. “You’re awake.” Bella. Fiona turned her head, vision still foggy. Bella sat beside her, watching. “You should rest,” Bella said. “It’s almost time.”

He knew I wanted Damian with every ounce of my being. “I will get Damian without your help,” I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, “so leave me alone” “Aiden will be dead in a few days and Selena will finally become mine before her awakening. You can get Damian,” my head whipped up at his statement . “What do you mean by her awakening?” “Do you want him back or not?” “Of course I do” “Well, it’s settled” he handed me a tiny bottle from his breast pocket, “just make sure he drinks this and we are good to go. I will be waiting for your call, Kourtney. Do not mess this up again”

"Elara, touch the node! Reach for Aethelgard! Don't look back!" "Not without you!" I grabbed his hand, pulling him with me as I lunged for the silver pedestal. Our fingers touched the blue sphere at the exact same moment the tower’s reactor reached critical mass. The world didn't go white. It went **Violet**. --- ### The Awakening: Part Two I woke up with the taste of copper in my mouth and the smell of pine needles in my nose. I wasn't in a glass pod. I wasn't in a bodysuit.

Chapter 46 Ashley’s POV I woke up to a faint, delicious aroma drifting through the crack of the guest room door, cutting straight through the heavy, suffocating fog of sleep. For a fleeting second, confusion washed over me. I wasn't in that cold, sterile bedroom where I used to wake up with a knot of dread tightening in my stomach. I was in Syer’s house.

Healers staging supplies for both Thorncross and the Hollow operation. I spent an hour with Caen reviewing the northern defensive posture for the city. I spent an hour with Lyra and Mira going over barrier activation protocols. I spent twenty minutes with Dr. Adara, who told me that the Awakening's effects would persist until the moment of severing, then transition rapidly. She was honest about not knowing what that rapid transition felt like from the inside. "Probably unpleasant," she said, with the clinical candor of someone who believed patients deserved truth over comfort.

prove something I do not understand?” Kael hesitated before answering. “The Sovereign blood does not awaken all at once.” Lyra tilted her head slightly. “So this mark is only the beginning.” Kael nodded. “Yes.” Lyra studied him carefully. “And the rest?” Kael walked slowly toward the altar, running his hand across the carved symbols that covered its surface like fragments of a forgotten language. “The old texts described three awakenings.” Lyra stood and moved closer to him, curiosity replacing some of the tension in her chest. “Three?” Kael’s fingers stopped on a circular carving that matched the mark on her wrist. “The first awakening is recognition.” Lyra frowned faintly. “Recognition of

Then he himself will be either killed or forever exiled from his family. Things aren’t meant to be like this. Then, he opens his eyes. And pulls the trigger. --- SOoooooo the book is finished! This was Part I of the Games We Play series; ACT I: Awakening. I will post information about the second part, which will be a separate story, in the next chapter tomorrow, and then some links where you can get the ebook/paperback if you'd like on a****n the day after that! thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed :) xoxo, Ronnie

“Ancient book. Leather bound. Old as fuck. Smells like blood and ink and… royalty.” My stomach dropped. “The awakening book.” Alerion turned slow. “The what?” I swallowed. “Dad left it here. Said it was the full guide to wake up royal bloodline powers. Not the watered-down version the Council has. The real shit. Rituals, warnings, everything.” Zane whistled low. “So they just stole the cheat code.” Lysander punched the wall. Plaster cracked. “I’m gonna rip their fucking throats out.”

And then she sees a leaking pipe and walks close to it and drinks from it, as soon as the water got into her mouth, her instinct aroused and right there she knew what to do. She opens her mouth and screams as loud as she could and immediately the pipes break open, releasing water from all corners, breaking her free from the basement, she runs out as fast as she can and teleports herself to Menesia, but unknown to her, she was been followed. End of flash back. Queen Thalia awakens back to reality, she twists and turns her body as she tries to calm down, and the memories came knocking again. Flash back. It was a blood bath. The sound of arrows and swords could be heard from afar, the war betwe