El Lago Azul: El Despertar Novels & Stories

She was still deep in her sleep, but now it felt more like a true rest, rather than a forced unconsciousness. I knelt beside the bed, pulling another small vial from my satchel. This one was different from the first. The liquid inside was a pale, pearlescent white, shimmering with a faint inner light. It held the scent of mountain dew and crushed moonflowers, gathered under specific constellations. This wasn't for calming or preparing, but for awakening, for gently coaxing her spirit back to the surface. It was a bridge, a way to guide her back from the edge she’d been clinging to. It wouldn't cure her completely, but it would give us a starting point, a moment of consciousness, a chance for

Tristan's POV In the end, Willa signed the divorce agreement and walked out of the ward in silence. I was still too weary from having just woken up, and I barely managed a couple of sentences with Willa before drowsiness washed over me again. When I finally opened my eyes again, I realized that evening had settled in. Delilah walked into the ward with the warm chicken noodle soup and noticed the divorce agreement with both signatures. She merely set the container down and opened it, her eyes narrowing slightly as she said, "You woke up just in time, Tristan. I just made this, so please have some."

"As for those who set the fire, I want them to suffer a fate worse than death." … [Hailey's Perspective] I woke up on a big, soft bed. "You're awake." A warm voice was heard, and I turned to look toward the voice. It was a handsome man, the man I had saved five years ago. "Did you save me?" I asked, but my voice was dry and brittle. He nodded and passed me a glass of water. "My name is Cole Larter. My men have been protecting you in secret all this while, which was why we were able to save you in time."

Zara’s POV Blood Carticons Waking up felt like drowning slowly. At first, everything was dark and heavy, like my body had sunk somewhere deep and couldn’t climb back out. My chest hurt when I breathed. My arms felt numb and burning at the same time, which honestly made no damn sense, but nothing about this place made sense anymore. I opened my eyes slowly and immediately regretted it because the light from the torches stabbed straight into my head. “Fuck,” I whispered, squeezing my eyes shut again.

And in a forgotten place, buried beneath time, beneath silence, something opened its eyes. The Flame had awakened. And it had chosen Elara Moonstone.

Moms final words echoed like a prophecy through the collapsing dream: “You were born of moonlight and fire. You carry the Goddess in your blood. Rise, Aurora. For if you rise— the darkness falls.” Light swallowed hers. The dream shattered. And I fell— Falling— Falling— And—

Only the reflection of the sky, turning from gold to silver to black. One morning, Lucia woke him with a hand on his shoulder. “You need to see this,” she said, her voice trembling. On her laptop, a satellite feed showed the Pacific Ocean. In the center of its endless blue, light swirled—soft, deliberate spirals that moved against the current. Not random. Not natural. “She’s speaking,” Lucia whispered. “Through the Earth itself.” Alessandro stared at the screen, barely breathing. “What is she saying?” “That’s what I’m trying to decode,” Lucia said. “But look at this.” She zoomed in on the light pattern. The spirals formed a familiar shape—the Lion insignia—but inverted, glowing white instead

It gave her chills but comforted her at the same time. Turning the page, she stumbled upon a page that had nothing written on it except for:” Prophecy: ‘When night bright flame, Elysium will awaken.” Layla paused and frowned, but her breath hitched as she looked at the next page and discovered the photos of her home after the fire. Theo looked at it too with a pale look on his face. “What does this mean, “ she asked him. “Maybe if this is your home, then that means that you may have awakened, and caused it. And in doing something you woke up something here,” he told her.

"And thirsty. And I really want a shower. But first... I need to get to the water." I didn’t know why. But I just knew. _______________________ The lake was nestled in a hollow between trees, a hidden glacial mirror under the early morning sky. Mist danced over the surface, like the breath of the world exhaling gently into the air. My heart skipped. I stepped to the edge and knelt down, brushing my fingers over the ice-rimmed shore. The cold wasn’t cold. It felt alive. “Are you sure?” I whispered. Yes, Alba answered inside me. This is part of the awakening.

THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE:- DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1, 2 & 3 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME THE BLOOD QUEEN WITCHES SERIES PAMPERED DEVIOUS LITTLE WIFE WINNING THE MOON BUTTERFLIES OF FREEDOM *************************************GEEGEE*************************** She was so exhausted from running that she couldn't help but stop at the cliff's edge to catch her breath. The only place she could think of to flee after being pursued for three days with nowhere to go was here. In her hour of need, she had summoned that