Ernst Spring Awakening Novels & Stories

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.

It was already there. ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★ Hello lovely readers, If you're here, that means you not only love supernatural things like I do but you love the act of love too. I'm sure smokin hot alphas make a good selling point for most stories. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for deciding to read my first book, Awakening the Feral! Whatever made you decide to pick it up, I hope the writing has now since convinced you to stay a while.

I fell asleep that night with my phone in my hand and woke up with a drained battery when I forgot to put it on the charger. I prepared for the day, dressing in a pink sweater and denim blue jeans. While I tied my hair up in a ponytail, I considered what I’d make Judge Jackson for breakfast. It was time for me to perform some of my “Breeding Duties”. According to Supervisor Sarah and Rachel, a Breeder should be the first to rise and the last to go to sleep. We are responsible for breakfast as well as pleasing him, if he chooses before his day begins. I was fine with making breakfast, but I drew the line at “pleasing” him.

☆★★☆☆★★☆☆★★☆☆★★☆ Ten minutes later, thanks to my directionally challenged brain, I enter the stupid, dark room I woke up in earlier only to find a woman already waiting for me, a small notepad cradled in the nook of her arm. "Who the fuck are you," I ask. My frustration levels are at an all-time high, and interaction with anyone is the last thing I need right now. The woman turns to face me, I give her an inquiring look, but she mumbles something under her breath. "Sorry?" "Hi, I'm Natalie, nice to meet you. Max told me you were awake, what he failed to mention, however, was that you were awake with an attitude" The mention of Max makes me seethe.

His heart rate had picked up, too; maybe I wasn’t the only one feeling things I shouldn’t be feeling. Ayla’s POV No time had passed when Aiden woke me with a kiss on my forehead, or so it felt to me. I had climbed into bed with my unmoving mate. Being near him calmed me even if he couldn’t answer me when I spoke. I really must have needed a nap. I guess I hadn’t been sleeping much lately. Goddess knows what I must look like right now. Aiden didn’t seem to care; he was still looking at me like I was the most beautiful girl on the planet.

Get your fucking head out the fucking gutter! I couldn't be thinking of fucking Ravenna when I had only just gained her trust. That was too fast. But if only my hard cock could get the memo. I adjusted myself, the thought of claiming Ravenna already enough to make me rock hard. Suddenly, I felt a tingle go through my body. Like a warmth passing through me. And then there was a knock on the door. Fuck. If it was one of my pack that was behind that door they'll be able to smell my arousal. Fuck it.

His black eyes flit over my face, carrying accents of amber sparkles. "Go get what you can manage to carry." Attempt to flee. Ernest grins as he extends his hand to the back of my neck and gently tugs my hair, just enough to bring our noses together. "You won't be eating you for breakfast in a positive manner. Do you understand that you'll wish you had never fucking met me? "I... I...,"

**Morning - 9AM** Lucifer stormed back into his chambers, dripping sweat from his early morning workout at the gym. He had pushed himself harder than usual, trying to silence the turmoil in his mind. But as he opened the door, expecting to find his room meticulously cleaned and in perfect order, his eyes widened in disbelief. The room was a mess—clothes scattered on the floor, the bed unmade, and the lingering scent of April that still clung to the air.

Erica's eyes fluttered open. She had just woken up. The back of her neck felt warm. Her gaze swept around the room, and she suddenly realized she was in Arnold's room. When she tried to get up, her movement was suddenly halted. She gasped as she realized a strong, muscular arm was wrapped around her waist. She felt someone's body very close, even pressed up against her back. Something warm was on her neck, accompanied by slow and steady breaths.

Besides that, just the thought of going outside made my heart clench a little; everything seemed so big and new. I told Henry, I didn't know what to do and how to be awake anymore. But my biggest fear of all was to fall asleep. That was why I was roaming around the mansion like a half-dizzy zombie. I tried everything to stay awake, books, movies, cold showers, which didn’t work that much… Once I ended up falling asleep in the cold shower and Henry found me there shivering in my sleep. Unfortunately, Henry and I couldn’t mate now. That would really work and keep me awake for hours. I couldn’t get enough of him and I knew the feeling was mutual. Actually, my Big Hot Wolf was much hornier than