Novel & Cerita Doomsday Awakening

A wave of murmurs swept through the hall. The phrase seemed to confuse everyone. It confused me too but I already understood enough. Varg's voice remained steady, “This weekend will mark three months since the bond was established.” My hands slowly curled into fists. “And according to these records, that is when the Second Awakening begins.” Silence fell across the hall Absolute silence. No one seemed to know what to say. The council elders exchanged uneasy looks. Some of the Pack members stared at Amaris as though seeing her for the first time.

FINAL DAY OF THE AWAKENING Chaos’s P.O.V I was awoken by the beating of drums and the echoes of a chant you rarely heard even back in our home realm. A chant that was as old as time itself. I turned to find Xavier leaning against the headboard with his eyes squeezed shut.

The only comfort I’d receive was when I took my last breath and the lights dimmed behind my eyelids. The elevator doors slid open and I didn’t hesitate to run past him. I didn’t stop until I arrived in my room. I slammed and locked the door behind me–locking myself away from the psycho with the piercing blue eyes and murderous threats. My back hit the door and slid to the floor in defeat. With my time ticking down, I only had two options if I want to stay alive; avoid Judge Jackson at all cost or escape Eden. Escaping would prove difficult. The exits to Eden always changed and I wouldn’t be prepared for the outside world. The best opportunity I had to escape was two days from now when a feas

Silence fell heavy. Damon turned to me immediately. Not angry. Terrified. “Are you hurt?” “No.” But I was shaking. Not from fear. From something else. A wave of dizziness washed over me. The world tilted. And then everything went dark. ⸻ The Awakening I woke to murmured voices. Selene’s scent. Lila’s hand on mine. Damon pacing. “She collapsed,” Damon growled. “That’s not nothing.” “She didn’t collapse from injury,” Selene said calmly.

He kisses me on the temple with passion, squeezes me tight and I relax, rest assured that he means it because I know it’s true. AUTHORS NOTE - This is the End of Awakening but not the end of the Series. I do have more books related to this planned but this will be the last from Alora's story. Thank you all so much for sticking with it and see you in the next book xx

He started "You also have to cut ties with this world in order to defend Altheda, remember not only is our realm in danger but this world is also in danger. It is all left for you to decide, it's time for The Dawn of A Guardian." He said those words with so much emphasis. And before I know it another smoke screen filled up the book shop again, I managed to find my way out before I would choke to death.

I controlled my breathing, still pretending to be unconscious, even when I felt Zane pick up my hand and cradle it in his. “Is there any way to wake her up?” the King asked. Again, I opened my mouth to tell them that I was already awake, but I was glad I didn’t, based on what the doctor said next. “Well,” the doctor sighed. “If you are her mate, perhaps you could try the ancient method to wake up your mate.” The ancient method? Again, my heart raced. “Take off your clothes and your mate’s…” Before I could finish listening to Dr. Devonworth's explanation, a dizzy sensation swept over me, and I slipped back into darkness...

a man's furious voice rang out behind me. I turned to see a handsome man slap a document before me. It was a divorce agreement. Carissa Winton? Suzanne? Mrs. Faust? Weren't those the important characters in a popular stereotypical melodramatic romance novel I'd just read? So, I'd transmigrated into the body of Carissa Winton, the poor female lead of the novel. She'd aborted three children for the male lead, Lincoln Faust's sake, and was dying of bone cancer.

"Stop. Did you feel that?" Raven hugged her own body. "Like... something is crawling on my skin." The floor of the hallway made a subtle cracking sound, like ice beginning to grow from within the stone. In the distance, the lights of the hanging torches slowly extinguished one by one, creating a layered darkness that moved closer. Valtorius grasped his wand. "He's awake..." "Who?" whispered Raven, her voice choked. "Something even the Last Watchers dare not mention. They call him... The Night Watcher."

The sight that greeted her was terrifying – a pack of wolves, their eyes gleaming in the darkness, surrounding the camp. The attack threw the camp into chaos. At first light, everyone was packing up, fear etched on every face, eager to escape before another attack. Kara woke, her small body trembling, and hugged her mother. "Mom," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "Let's go home. I'm scared." Alruna's unease deepened as midday approached and a band of bandits suddenly blocked their carriages, their intentions clearly hostile. The bandits' chilling demand echoed through the air. "Give us the omegas!"