Kraken Wakes Book Novels & Stories

Taking in the caring and lovely face of Elizabeth she blinks and runs towards open arms. Warm and soothing arms wrap around her shoulders. The reverberating sound of thunder goes quite into a silent and peaceful evening. White light from the sky makes her rosy cheeks shine. A smile turns up on the face feeling the warmth of safe haven. She closes her eyes. In reality, present Alicia's eyes are closed, reminiscing the memory. The sword of Zakira shines near her right shoulders and neck which are covered in blood.

The morning sun streams its way through the blinds, slowly creeping across the carpet until it remains on Sera's face like a spotlight. The light is a gentle reminder that it's time to wake up. Sera rolls over to face the wall and escape the sun, which is growing brighter and brighter by the minute. She finds herself unable to wake from this new dream. For months, the handsome stranger was just out of reach, and now she can feel him somewhere within the deepest parts of her. She refuses to let that go. Not soon after she rolls away from the impending morning does she begin to hear the raucous noise of the garbage truck hunkering its way down her dead-end street. Sera clamps her eyes shut. Ti

“Aria, are you listening? You have to stay here, it’s not safe for you up there!” I bob my head up and down but the words were not sinking in. There wasn’t a single mark on him, no specks of blood either. He may have healed already, but no blood had me confused and I pull my hand from his hold. I wanted to ask him about it, but there were bigger problems. “Who are they Kyle?” A tear falls down my cheek. Shaking his head, he looks at me with his deep green eyes and sighs “Crimson Pack.”

Chapter 21 EYARE I woke up to the chatter of birds chirping. With my eyes still closed, I searched for her but my hands came up empty. The bed was still warm. Her scent filled my nostrils and I breathed in deeply. I loved waking up with her in my arms. Where could she have gone? I heard the creaking of the bed and felt it dip. Her scent was stronger now. "Come here!" I said. My arms outstretched.

In slow sensual movements, we edge our way towards a rapturous crescendo as the sunlight crests the buildings of the city outside and steams through my windows, then we fall asleep in a satiated tangle of limbs. I wake up to a loud buzzing and check the camera. It’s that special detective who handles BPD’s supernatural cases, Tabitha. I press the intercom button. “I’ll be down in a moment. I’m just waking up,” I tell her, honestly. Looking at my mates in the sleepy haze as they both stir. They are so beautiful, the pair of them. Now, if I can just get past my mistrust of wolves so that the other two can join us, we will be a perfect, albeit non-traditional family.

A piece of paper stating that Morgan was cutting ties with Cain appeared before his eyes. Tremors wrecked Elwood’s body, and the wooden box fell on the floor, as if it had burned him. It shattered, and another paper below the one saying that Morgan was cutting ties with Cain was revealed. A divorce agreement.

I crashed heavily to the ground with a heavy thud. The noise in the room stopped abruptly. Lying facedown, I could feel my ankle twisted at an unnatural angle. The pain was so intense that I nearly blacked out. "Kayla!" Samuel shouted, rushing out in disheveled clothes. He then turned toward the shadows and snapped, "Don't come out!" Panic and helplessness filled his face as he picked me up. I didn't know why, but I genuinely wanted to hear what excuse he would come up with.

GRAAOOOORRRRR… BOOOOOMMM.. “Damn it, why has my own tribe come to this? No! Mu Huanhuan,” just as the whale ancestor was about to close in on the Kraken, another blue whale charged and bit the whale ancestor. As a result, it was dragged into the sea and failed to save Mu Huanhuan from the Kraken.

Evana ran after us. “Ariel!” Her voice cracked. “Ariel!” The car accelerated. Her figure became smaller. Smaller. Gone. Darkness swallowed the road. ★ ★ ★ DARIUS KANE'S POV The first thing she did when she woke up was reach for her stomach. Not her throat. Not the unfamiliar room. Her hand immediately covered the child. Interesting. I leaned back in my chair and applauded slowly, the sound echoing through the empty warehouse. "Well," I said, my voice carrying through the cold space, "the Luna of the Crimson Moon Pack, finally wakes up."

Keeping her eyes closed, Cleo finally woke to a strange craving washing through her. She took a deep breath and stifled the moan that rose at the delicious scent. As Cleo took another deep breath, she opened her eyes, looking straight at Kryon’s magnificent chest; however, there was something different.