Intersexual Awakening Novels & Stories

"When fated mates become physically intimate‚ the bond activates on a level that nothing else can reach. It's like a key turning in a lock that's been rusted shut for decades. It goes deeper than emotion. Deeper than anything psychological. Your wolf has been caged behind a wall for over twenty years and the first time I buried my cock in you‚ that wall started to crack. Every time after that‚ the cracks spread further. That's why you've been having the symptoms. All of them." She was shaking her head the entire time I spoke. "So you're telling me‚" she said‚ and her voice was barely a whisper now‚ "that every single time you fucked me‚ you were waking up something inside me that could destr

I speak up. “My life is way too complicated for me to add a weird secret society to it,” I add. “But what if I tell you that we can help you to walk in three hours?” Victoria asks me. She sounds royal and fearless, her British accent is flawless. “Then I would have to say that what you are saying is a load of bullcrap,” I reply to her. There is no way that that could happen, it is impossible. “We call ourselves The Witnesses and our main goal is to help every female that has been wounded by love. We may be under the radar, but we have connections that go as deep as you would ever know,” Victoria explains.

She may not want to talk, but it didn’t dismiss how aroused she is becoming even if she is standing perfectly still. Shit! I had completely forgotten. Pulling my phone out, I pull up the calendar, yep, there it was in black and white, ‘The Old Moon’. The first full Moon of the year and for those females that are mated, they will be sent into a mating frenzy. Oddly it was something that I had been looking forward to since long before I found my mate. Though when I look up to Aria and slip my phone back in my pocket, she is still frowning at me.

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

What had initially been a playful exchange had taken a darker, more urgent turn, and despite not being the alpha male in this trio, Isabelle had an uncanny ability to awaken my primal instincts. My desires and needs merged into a tempest that churned relentlessly inside me, demanding that I claim her over and over again. This time, I yearned for something deeper, a connection that transcended the physical act of mating. Whether it was Tyler's unexpected arrival or the profound impact of our bonding ceremony with Malik that triggered this profound change, I couldn't pinpoint the exact cause. Nevertheless, something profound had shifted, and I could no longer remain concealed within myself.

Rotten people always assumed everyone else was just as vile as they were. I stopped walking, raised my hand, and with all my strength, slapped Stanley right out of his wheelchair! "If you can't speak nicely, shut up!" Stanley acted as if he hadn't heard. He was laughing and crying at the same time. "Jason, you've been searching for that woman for over a decade. How does it feel knowing I slept with her for so long? So what if you're with her now? Dawn has long been tainted." For a moment, waves of shock and fury hit both Jason and me.

Little wonder they say viscosity determines the strength of a witch. In the second attempt at Awakening, the opening of the aperture is performed externally i.e. by a skilled witch. This will cause even more pain than normal, as it is against the rules of the supernatural to tamper with the orifice of life’s essence. Unlike the original Awakening, there is no limiter that regulates the process of opening to accommodate the pain threshold of the respective individual.

Jim returned from a breakfast meeting and rushed straight up to his hotel room. He stripped off his clothes and jumped on the bed with his laptop. Over the next three hours he scoured the Web for anything that had to do with interracial p**n. He discovered a lot about his recent discovery. There were people out there who called themselves "cuckolds." They were men who derived sexual pleasure from their wives' infidelity. Most stories he read also had the men taking part in the cuckolding in some way. He found many different forms of cuckold and open marriage situations. He was fascinated by this and felt that he had finally discovered what was happening to him. He was seriously getting off o

Sarah, with her healer's insight, seemed to grasp the intricacies of the change that had unfolded within me. "I've read about such phenomena in ancient texts," Sarah began, her tone measured. "The union between two individuals with strong primal and supernatural ties can awaken dormant powers. But awakening one's wolf is no small feat. It's a manifestation of a deep, primal connection," she explained, her eyes searching mine for a deeper understanding.

She’s also mourning the loss of our little one, we both are. She had warned me that Sage was cheating on us, but I was in love. I didn't listen. Maybe if I had paid more attention, things would have been different. I went to a secret corner of the house and removed my clothes, shifted into my wolf, and started running off into the forest. My white fur whipped through the air as I ran faster on my fore and hind limbs. How was I reborn two years back and why? Who is He? And why is he coming?