Lago Azul El Despertar Novels & Stories

"Help! Someone, help me!" I heard loud cries for help. When I opened my eyes, I was back to the day my mom's foster daughter, Edith Kellie, jumped into the river. My mother, Evelyn Newbury, leaned over the railing, her heart sinking and rising with Edith. In my previous life, Evelyn had jumped in without hesitation, only for Edith to push her head underwater. The result? Evelyn had drowned, while Edith had been saved.

SELENA _____ I woke up slowly, like swimming up from a deep, dark place. My eyelids felt heavy, gritty. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. The last thing I remembered was the crushing cold, the water filling my lungs, the terrifying certainty of death. But I wasn’t cold now. I was..... warm. Too warm. And soft. Something incredibly soft was under me, around me. I blinked, my vision clearing.

"ah!!!!!!!!!!" I couldn't care less about the pain coming from my calf, so I jumped up and tried to climb up, but there was no place to climb on the wall of the pit, and the only depression on it was the unreadable seal script, which seemed to become more clear after being stained with my blood. Probably too much blood loss accompanied by excessive shock, my brain began to confuse, and fell back heavily, desperately looking at the moon hanging in the night sky, cursing the son of a b***h who tricked me into coming here.

With a sigh, she lets the mysterious stranger with blue eyes vanish. The light purple walls of her room come into focus when she rolls onto her side. Sera is still reminiscing about her dream. It's so hard for her to wake up sometimes. Maybe she could sleep forever. She finds herself wishing she could live in the other world, the one her subconscious has created. She's still contemplating this when her alarm clock blares to life behind her. Sighing to herself, she rolls over and out of beed to begin the routine that is her daily life.

Liam The lake house is quiet. I stand on the porch, watching the sun rise over the water. The sky is the colour of a bruise – purple and gold and grey. The mist rises from the lake like smoke from a dying fire. Zoe is still asleep. She has not slept in days. Neither have I. The file is on the kitchen table. Every name. Every account. Every secret that has been festering in the dark for twenty years.

"You have no idea what you~" "Enough, Gwenny! You can't stop me. This isn't just about my parent's life. This is about the victims of that fire!" I cut everything she would want to say. She bit her lower lip at once. "We- we're here!" she stammered. What welcomed me was a paradise on earth. A blue ocean that was almost kissing the clouds when you stared at the horizon. So, this was Playa Azul. Based on the name carved in front of a sliding gate.

Leticia Aragon - Eustacio. The light of dawn seeped into their room. He woke up to the sound of chirping birds outside the balcony. He rubbed his bleary eyes and walked to open the window and meet the smiling sun on the balcony. There was a pearly glow in the sky. The blue sky was dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily in the gentle breeze. The sun poured through their window. He smiles at the thought that another day had dawned, bringing with it new hopes and aspirations. He squints his left eye while the right one is searching over for his esposa.

(25) XXV: Serenade Lachlan's eyes sparkled like a twilight hitting on the surface of the sea; it glimmers like the sunbeam on the morning dewdrop. A smile that is sweet as a honey appears that it wanted to be a denizen of his glowing visage. “Did you really say it?” Alpha Grego, sitting crossed-legs before him, couldn't believe when Lachlan narrated he wanted to court the person mated to him.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Doctor Emily’s slightly surprised face, she was leaning down in front of me. “Alma, you are in labour.” * * * Translation of Anita's spell: (*) Opening the eyes of my mind, lifting the veils of my soul. Winds of the east blow my energy to Kemely's consciousness, and to the corners of her forgetfulness, letting me see the perfect mirror of that which is invisible. (Gaelic)

SELENA’s POV. The chirping of the birds made me slowly open my eyes, the sun had crept into the room , casting a golden glow over the room. I gently pulled my body to a sitting position. My mind drifted off to what happened last night and I found myself smiling. The way he touched me, the way he made me feel. I wouldn’t be able to forget it in a lifetime. The memory of last night worked together to make me forget everything that has happened in the past few days.