Doomsday Awakening Novels & Stories

As the recently chosen Protector, I knew I had to show power and unity, even though I had doubts inside. Just as I was about to call the meeting to order, Asher's team returned. They are half-carried, half-dragged a wild-eyed werewolf between them. “We caught him near the border,” Asher reported. “He keeps babbling about something called 'the awakening.'” The captured werewolf's eyes rolled wildly, focusing on nothing. “It comes,” he muttered, his voice raspy and strained. “The awakening… the old powers… returning…” Then he collapsed, unconscious.

"If you don't want to live, then you can die too." To my surprise, that one strike had not only killed Tyler but also awakened Evelyn. But Edith had already stopped listening to Evelyn's words. She stared blankly ahead, like her soul had left her body. I followed her gaze. It was where Tyler had fallen. I sighed and left the hospital.

“It halted an orbital strike without authorization. It tampered with every global satellite array. Reflection, Commander, or infection?” Anya leaned forward. “Then tell me why none of our systems crashed. Why the satellites that were dead for a decade came online. Why the communication relays stopped jamming themselves. It’s fixing what we broke.” The room fell silent. From the corner, Sørensen — still under guard but unbound — spoke quietly. “You’re arguing with the dawn.” The chairman turned toward him. “You both are under detainment until further notice.” Anya exhaled slowly. “You can detain people. You can’t detain an awakening.”

“Doctor Brock, something is wrong with Alpha Wyatt. I need you in his office immediately.” As I turn my attention back to Wyatt, both the Supreme Elder and Doctor Brock chime, “Okay.” I quickly nudge Wyatt’s shoulder a little harder. “Alpha Wyatt wake up. Alpha, you need to wake up.” My breath hitches as his body suddenly goes limp. Shit. He is now unconscious. I quickly grab his shoulders and shake him harder than my previous nudges. “Alpha Wyatt! Don’t scare me like this! Wake up!”

She wants to meet the woman with magical powers. "Grandma how will the lycans wake up?" Thea asked with curiosity shining in her big eyes. "There's a legend that say that the blood of the innocent soul will wake the lycan King up. The soul should be untainted, pure and innocent." Grandma told her. "However, there's a another legend which says that only the mate of the King of lycans can wake him up. They say that her presence will force him to break everything and come to her."

"Oh, sorry. " "I, being the God of time, had already beheld the end of the world, and trust me, it wasn't like anything mankind ever anticipated. So many infinite schemes of doomsday, it could never be stopped except by the Black Stone. The Black Stone is the most feared object in the whole of 'The Sky Pillars'; where we Gods abide because of the power which it posses, but I had the responsibility of wielding it, even if it was never going to be used. "

I choked out. “No.” His grip tightened. “It is beginning.” “What is beginning?” His voice was barely a whisper. “The awakening.” My eyes flew open as light exploded through my entire body. And the world vanished.

“Just like the letter said. The blood moons will awaken what has been suppressed.” “Ethan also mentioned something bigger,” I continued, watching her face carefully. “That your... your supposed purpose of killing me is only the beginning. From the ashes of the old order, a new world shall arise.” The words hung between us, weighted with implications neither of us was ready to face. What new world? What old order? And most pressingly, what exactly had been “suppressed” in my mate that these blood moons might awaken? “Two weeks,” Dominic said quietly, breaking the heavy silence. “We have two weeks until the first blood moon.”

"Oh, right. The remodeling contractor is coming by today to sign the contract. Make sure you have the 150 thousand dollars ready. We can't put off remodeling our future home." 150 thousand dollars? The number blared in my head like an alarm. I turned toward the phone on the nightstand on autopilot. October 30th, 2064. 8:17 am. My stomach dropped. The date, the time, Leo's words, even the look on his face, were exactly the same as that day burned into my memory. October 30th, 2064, was the day before the zombie outbreak. It was also the day Leo used "remodeling our future home" as an excuse to bleed my savings dry.

The realization settled heavily in my chest. The mountain suddenly shook, hard. The cavern ceiling cracked. Stone rained down around us. The silver lakes churned violently. Everyone immediately tensed. The Hollow Kings had reached the fortress above. The battle wasn't stopping. If anything, it was getting worse. A distant roar echoed through the mountain. Then another. Then another. The entire world seemed to tremble. The Moon Goddess turned toward the throne. Her expression darkened. "It's beginning." No one liked the sound of that. "What is?" I asked. The goddess looked at me. And for the first time since we'd met, I saw fear. Real fear. "The awakening." The mark on my wrist exploded with