Awakening Sleeping Novels & Stories

(Adelaide & Caelum) Cael’s awakening was a slow, reluctant ascent from the depths of sleep, as if his soul itself hesitated to return to the world’s waiting grasp. There was no sharp summons of instinct, no abrupt return of awareness to wrench him from the embrace of rest. Instead, consciousness crept upon him in slow, measured increments, as if his body itself warred with the notion of surrendering to the day’s demands. He lay unmoving, breath even, senses unfurling one by one, until the first true sensation to claim him was the living weight of warmth pressed against his chest.

It lacked the constant sharpness she carried while awake. I stayed perfectly still. Even Orrin didn’t move. I didn’t want to wake her up. For a rare moment, everything felt calm. But then she stirred. She opened her eyes and awareness crept slowly across her face. Confusion flickered in here eyes followed by realization. She froze. Then she pushed herself upright quickly. She brushed leaves from her clothes, clearly irritated. “What happened?” she asked. I sat up slowly. “We fell asleep.” A faint flush crept across her face, but I couldn’t tell if she was angry or embarrassed.

"I did shift for the first time when I was young and it was a strenuous and extenuating circumstance. That is not normal, and I am not going to bite your head off for asking." My grimaced. "Do you… want to talk about it?" She chuckled. "We can swap horror stories later. For now, we're talking about and this dream, and your awakening. It's been coming on for a while, but it typically would have come by now. The fact that you're suffering through all the migraines and such is a bit concerning." She brushed my hair behind my ear. “Meeting your mate triggers the awakening for most of us.” My face heated. Her words made my stomach tighten. Mate. My thoughts immediately jumped to Dominic, and then

I let myself exist in that quiet space between sleep and waking, in a cocoon of heat and skin and soft sheets. But the thirst crept in. It started as a dry tickle at the back of my throat, then grew unbearable. I shifted gently, fingers curling around his wrist as I slowly peeled his arm off me. He murmured something unintelligible but didn’t wake, and I let out a breathe I had no idea I was holding.

--- The Awakening I woke up in Derek's hands, shaking. "Diva—wake up—" I gasped, eyes flying open. "Derek." His arms wrapped around me, his voice shaking. "You were out for hours." Jax sat beside us, eyes wide. "Your eyes…" Derek's expression hardened. "What about them?" Jax swallowed. "They're glowing." I blinked. Derek brushed a lock of hair from my face, his face wide-eyed. "Diva… you're different." And I had felt it too.

I snapped at him. "Your answers will come to you,” he said gently. "But first... you need to get curious enough for it to awaken." Awaken? The voice in my dream said something about a hidden blood awakening. Was the voice really referring to me? If so, then—what the hell is sleeping inside of me? And who were the three 'others' the voice spoke about? "Something is going to awaken inside of me?" I muttered. Thomas nodded with a smile. "What is going to awaken inside of me? Why can't you just tell me?!" I snapped, my voice shaking with frustration.

Arnold's Awakening: The heart monitor's steady beep was the only sound in the dimly lit hospital room. Arnold's unmoving figure appeared pallid and emaciated against the stark white blankets. Tubes emerged from his body, carrying vital fluids and medications. Alice kept a single watch at his bedside, her eyes swollen from sleepless nights and a constant stream of tears. "You have to wake up," she said softly, grasping his limp hand. "The kids need you. "I need you." As if responding, Arnold's fingers trembled almost slightly on her hand. Alice's head jolted up, and new tears welled up as she examined his face, looking for any additional indications of consciousness. Arnold's eyelids flickere

It felt as if I had been struck by a hard rock because the awakening was so overwhelming. "I would get you some food and cake from my coming of age party tomorrow, do not think too much about this," she said after giving me a long, meaningful look. “Sleep well.” She mumbled. "Okay, goodnight," I said softly as she walked away. I tried to stay awake, but it felt like a force was pulling me to the other side of the world, and my eyes drifted slowly into sleep. ********* As dawn broke, I awoke sweating and panting, having had another of my many nightmares. I know you are probably thinking I am such a bad luck.

Chapter: 42 ******** As Dirk slowly opened his eyes, he found himself surrounded by the familiar comfort of his bedroom. The events of the previous night felt like a distant memory, almost akin to a dream. Shifting in his bed, a renewed energy coursed through his veins, awakening his senses and leaving him feeling different, rejuvenated. It had been a while since he had last awakened feeling so refreshed, and it wasn't solely due to a good night's sleep. An underlying sense of excitement filled him at that moment.

C H A P T E R 1 1 : S U P E R M A N G O T N O T H I N G O N M E Stupid creatures we humans are, often poisoning ourselves unconsciously with our own hands and finding the cure elsewhere. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Did you know the curious state in between waking and dreaming? That stagnant moment where your eyes refused to open even when your mind knew it was time to wake up?