Doomsday Awakening Novels & Stories

The silver network erupted with a brilliant, blinding light that illuminated the entire planet. The Witness opened its massive eye to its absolute limits. The fracture shook violently, and reality itself bent and warped around the platform. In that singular, terrifying moment, every single ancient being realized the exact same horrifying truth. Ava wasn't just recovering her memories. She was awakening. The Architect's face went completely pale, her voice a breathless gasp of horror. "No." The End took a massive step forward, its voice a deep, vibrating warning that shook the earth. IT IS TOO SOON. THE CONTAINER CANNOT HOLD.

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l

Inside the room, Sarah slowly raised her head, her eyes clouded with a blank, lifeless stare as she looked directly at the silver microphone in Commander Vance's hand. Commander Vance leaned down, whispering a single line of text into Sarah's ear: "Repeat after me, Sarah. ‘The lotus blooms in the dark... awaken the army.’" Sarah's dry lips opened slowly, her weak voice beginning to form the very first word of the global activation phrase: "The..." Noah stared through the glass wall in complete, helpless terror, knowing that if Sarah finished that single sentence, thirty-six clone brothers across Manhattan would awaken as mindless weapons, and his family would be destroyed forever.

Damon stays by my side, watching, waiting, ready to act. And me? I fight. I fight the ancient threat every second of every day. It whispers to me in the darkness. It shows me visions of death and destruction. It tries to make me lose control. But I don't. I refuse. "I'm not going to let it win," I tell Damon. "I know," he says. "You're the strongest person I know." I almost believe him. --- On the fourth night, I wake up screaming. The ancient threat is there, pressing against my mind, trying to take over. I fight it with everything I have. My power surges. The lights flicker. The walls shake.

“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.”

> “Awakening begins.” Lights flickered. The entire compound’s power plunged into darkness. And at the exact same second—in every Dominion hub across the world— alarms began to blare. The hive had opened its eyes. For the first time. And Julian… Julian was no longer just a child. He was a key. A gateway. A door Dominion had been waiting years to unlock. And now, finally… it turned.

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.

The news pretty much gave everything away and someone had told them to create silver weapons. She nods her head, “Are you having regrets?” “No. It’s time.” “Time for what.” “To be who we were always supposed to be! King Atlas” The smile spreads across her face. Her green eyes glow at me. Something outside explodes, the building around us shakes. Alarms go off and through the small window I could just make out buildings ablaze with flames.

When she turned around with a huge grin and gave them a thumbs-up sign, the others breathed sighs of relief. “Perfect.” Mary nodded. “Is everyone in position?” She asked and then gave an encouraging nod when she saw the remaining two warlocks chanting to channel strength to their team. “The dogs are ready to move in,” Mario responded. “Waiting for your command to shift.” “Good.” Mary started for where the rogues stood waiting on her. “Sally, get the witches ready.” She called over her shoulders. “They move in five minutes after the wolves. Then we move in.”

“Lay him down!” “Hold his arms!” “Don’t let him shift!” The boy screamed again as claws forced halfway through his fingers uncontrollably. Silver veins spread along his neck while unstable resonance cracked through the wooden floor beneath the bed. Elder Healer Maelis grabbed his wrist sharply. And her face immediately paled. “It’s another awakening.” The room fell silent. Terrified silence. Three awakenings in two days. That had never happened before. Not in Duskwater. Not anywhere.