Nora Roberts Awakening Series Novels & Stories

The glass walls were now covered in heavy blinds, the once minimal decor replaced with a plush leather recliner, a small side table with an assortment of oils and towels, and a discreet fridge in the corner, stocked not with water bottles, but with labeled glass jars awaiting their fill. Nora stood in the center of the room, heart pounding, wearing nothing but a silk robe that Roman had left folded on her desk that morning. The fabric kissed her skin as if it were complicit in what was about to happen. Her breasts, full again, throbbed with anticipation. She had only just arrived that morning, but already the ache had returned. It was as if her body had learned to respond to their presence,

Nancy The awakening was slow, as if I were emerging from a deep, heavy sleep, and the world around me was still covered in a veil. I blinked several times, trying to clear the fog that obscured my vision, and realized something was wrong. The smell. The air had a strange, sterile odor, a mixture of disinfectant and freshly laundered sheets, very different from the usual aromas of the Morton mansion, which was always filled with expensive perfumes and the subtle scent of old wood. I sat up carefully, feeling my head throbbing slightly, and looked around.

Slowly I sat up feeling like a complete different person it was then that I noticed I'd been laying on top of a stone coffin. He put on top of someone grave? Strength moved through me, settling into my muscles and my bones. Lifting my hands, I notice no changes in them save for the fact that my skin has taken on a dewy sort of glow that's and my arms were exposed. Glancing down I was surprised to find that I was not wearing the white dress I was executed in.

Intruder: Nora woke up just before the sun was coming up. She glanced over to Jace watching him sleep peacefully. She watched the slow sunlight dance across the floor and then touch upon his face. Nora smiled wondering how he could sleep so well with everything going on. She turned over on her side to look at him better. She brushed the dark almost raven color lock of hair out of his face. He didn't even move, hsi breathing didn't change. He was still so peacefully asleep. She stood walking over to the window. She was afraid for the future, scared of what it meant now that her secrets were out. Now that she had declared war. She didn't want anyone else getting hurt. She was staring out th

Nora’s dreams fractured into scrolling code and blinking red warnings, into doors that would not stay shut. She woke just before dawn with a jolt, heart racing, the phantom hum of servers still in her ears. For a moment she lay still, listening. The apartment was quiet except for the low, hum of the servers. The sun was rising, thin grey light fighting its way through the reinforced glass windows. Nora padded back to the study. Robbin was awake, sitting on the edge of the couch, staring at the monitors. "Nora," Robbin said, her voice a hollowed-out husk. "Look."

A smile was plastered on her face as she eventually did. Hours passed and Nora was yet to awake. Rose was so disturbed. It happened all too quickly. She communicating with her mother through whatever spell Melissa was muttering into her ears and seeing her dad shift. It was all too much. She sat down beside her on the bed. While her dad sat down on the chair close to her and Ciara and the rest stood outside. Then they notice her shift uncomfortably on the bed. Rose sat up in anticipation. Nora slowly opened her eye to see where she was. She closed it back abruptly when the light pierced in.

It may be temporary but for now he feels good and wants to continue savoring the feeling until it’s ripped away from him completely, there’s no way he would speed up that process by giving in to his nipping thoughts. She had only slept a few hours until her sleep was disturbed by a light thud. She shut her eyes further, wrinkling them as she turned in her bed, pressing her back against Mateo’s chest to continue her sleep. There was another light thud. It seemed to be coming from far away and Mateo didn’t hear it either. Nora did always have a keen sense of intuition even in her sleep, cautious for the steps of her drunk mother entering or leaving the home. She never trusted her and never kne

I chuckled at my own thoughts and caused Nora to wake up and slightly open her eyes. “Hey. Oh my god, what time is it?” “It’s noon. Why? Do you have work?” “No, but I have somewhere to be by four later.” “Where?” “None of your beeswax, remember?” “Fine. It’s still twelve so we have a lot of time to—” “I know what you want.” I wasn’t even able to finish my sentence when Nora grabbed my sleeping cock in her hands and rubbed it up and down. She crawled down under the sheets and in seconds my cock hardened in her mouth. Fuck, she’s good.

** The next morning ** Nora yawned slightly and opened her eyes slowly, rays of early morning sunlight went straight to her eyes and she had to shut them immediately. She rubbed her eyes slowly and then sat up on the bed. When her vision became clear, she noticed she was naked, she pulled the duvet to cover her naked body immediately. "Fuck! How come I slept off without clothes on? I am not the type that sleeps naked," Nora muttered as she yawned again.

Chapter 6 ~ Old Faces, Unhealed Wounds ϖϖϖϖϖϖ The next morning. Nora woke with a headache that felt like war drums pounding inside her skull; sleeping on time hadn’t fixed a damn thing. She couldn’t stomach food—hell, she couldn’t even look at it. But she forced herself through the motions: shower, clothes, all of them, like a robot running low on battery but still moving. Instead of heading straight to the office, she took a detour.