Lago Azul El Despertar Novels & Stories

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—

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

Since I no longer cared, their regrets didn't affect me in the slightest. "It's almost time for me to return to my world now, right?" I asked the System. The System's eyes flickered. "Of course. Due to your outstanding performance and the misunderstanding, you have suffered in this world. The System will compensate you with extra funds. You must be happy in your world, host." There was a flash, and I felt as though my soul had gone through some kind of barrier. When I opened my eyes once more, I was back in the small apartment in my world. Looking at the familiar environment, I had never felt so comfortable.

Lia whispered, squeezing my hand before drifting toward the dance floor. The moment she left, I vanished into the shadows of the crowd. I watched the room like a spectator at my own execution. Slowly, the moon reached its peak. It felt like a cruel competition. Every passing second, a gasp would erupt, another Beta finding their mate, another couple entwining their souls. I stood in the corner, my knuckles white as I gripped the silver fabric of my skirt. I began to pray, a silent, choking plea to the Moon Goddess.

Luca’s POV The lagoon is the color of pale jade this morning—soft, almost translucent, the way it looks when the sky is clear and the wind has slept all night. I wake before the others, as I have for the last few years. The bed is warm where Dante and Rocco still breathe slow and even beside me. Their hands rest across my chest like they’ve done every night since we were young men running from shadows. I don’t move yet. I listen.

Early the next morning everyone went to Las Lajas, wanting to check the details for themselves. What do you think about this chapter? What will happen next? Nb: this story is inspired by the Book of Revelation, the final book of the Christian Bible. See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

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

Ava’s POV Sleep was a stranger that night. I had tossed and turned until the moon itself had traveled halfway across the sky, the glow through my curtains mocking my exhaustion. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, as though aware of my turmoil but refusing to share its calm with me. Every breath in the dark felt stifling, every thought circling back to Diego, to Sage, to the chains of my family’s expectations. I finally pushed the covers off with a sigh and padded to my balcony doors. The air outside was cool and heavy with the faint scent of rain. The courtyard below looked peaceful, but peace was the last thing inside me.

The mate bond would have told me! A betrayal that deep should have felt like my heart being ripped out through my ribs. It had to be a deepfake—a setup by a rival pack. My hand started to shake. I turned toward the corner of the island where the Crystal Mirror sat, which was pulsing a soft, rhythmic blue light. I pressed my palm against the cool surface, my mind racing. "Locate Alpha Luka," I commanded, my voice cracking. The blue light swirled, and a holographic map materialized in the air. A gold pulse flickered steadily.

_Aria's POV_ When I woke up the next morning, for a few seconds I forgot where I was. I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above me and blinked several times. The bed beneath me was soft and warm sunlight poured through the large windows. Then everything came rushing back; the rejection, running away and the rogues. A sigh escaped my lips. I slowly sat up and pulled the blanket tighter around myself. The room was quiet. No one was banging on my door. No one was yelling my name. No one was demanding that I do chores before breakfast.