Romans & histoires Nora Roberts The Awakening Series

“Very well. The nurse is going to help you get into a fresh gown if that is okay.” I just nod. It wasn’t like I could refuse. Ryan was standing on the other side of the window along with Jacob. We were guests in his pack. I had to accept whatever it is that he decides. Just as the nurse pulls the blind shut, I see the doctor handing the board to Jacob. There wasn’t enough time to see his reaction. The nurse helps me change, but she keeps silent. Her eyes on me the entire time. As she goes to leave, I thank her and she nods her head, still not speaking. I was expecting Ryan to come back in, but minutes go by and it's Jacob that saunters back into the room. The board still in his hand.

But the memory of her smile stayed with me, haunting me, calling to me. Ana's P.O.V I settled into my new job at the coffee shop, trying to keep my head down and stay out of trouble. But as the days passed, I started feeling a very strong connection to Richard, the kind of connection I had never felt before, not even for Anthony. I knew Richard was a werewolf, and I couldn't help but wonder if he could be my mate.

She wasn’t a lost woman returning quietly. She came for a reason. For Maxwell. For revenge. For chaos. Or for something far more dangerous. I closed my eyes and breathed through the tightness in my chest. I had always been prepared for threats—competitors, scandals, greedy relatives—but not this. Not resurrection. Morning crept in through the windows, pale and cold. I hadn’t slept a minute. Every nerve remained on edge. At exactly five, Nora arrived. She looked startled when she saw me fully dressed, hair fixed, makeup perfect—as if I had risen hours before dawn.

Liam repeated the words with a lonely, mocking smile before disappearing into the night. Justin paced his apartment, his mind a whirlwind of anxiety. He had tried calling Chloe a dozen times, but there was no answer. He had already dropped Nora off at the Nicholas estate. She wasn't physically hurt, but she was in a trance-like state, refusing to utter a single word. When Justin had arrived at the scene, he saw Nicholas rushing out, cradling a blood-covered Cindy in his arms. Whatever had happened in that room, the damage was catastrophic. The Awakening

“You’ll see. When Grayson’s gone—when his empire’s dust—I’ll be the one you come back to.” Before Luna could respond, the sharp click of heels echoed down the concrete stairwell. Detective Nora Roberts stepped into the flickering light, her professional facade gone, replaced by a cold, predatory smile. The woman who’d offered sympathy, who’d shown photos of Elise, and when she asked her about Grace, she promised to find answers… was a lie. “You?” Luna whispered, betrayal crashing through her. “You’re with them?” “With them?” Roberts laughed, the sound venomous. “They answer to me, Luna. This entire operation—your abduction, the demands, the trap for Grayson—it was mine. Every move, every wor

She reached for her robe, then grinned and hung it back on the hook. Nora flicked out the light and padded barefoot down the hall to her bedroom. She felt her thighs rub together, her breasts swing just a little from the weight, and felt the nipples stiffen in the cooler breeze of the hall. The thought of her nephew waiting for her in her bed, with his eight inch cock raised like a flag pole in anticipation, and with the knowledge that he was about to thrust that hard member into her, was the greatest thrill she had ever experienced. It caused the moisture droplets to collect on her pink inner and outer lips. She hadn’t been this excited on her wedding night. Nora waited for a moment then sl

Sarah When I woke up Joshua was gently rubbing my head, whispering in my ear. “Wake up sleepy head. Everyone wants to go on a hike today.” I didn’t dare tell him I’d barely gotten any sleep. I sat up and looked around the room, trying to catch my bearings. Joshua leaned in to kiss me good morning but I pushed him away. The last thing I remembered, my mouth was filled with Nate’s semen. I wasn’t about to kiss Joshua. “Not now. I have morning breath,” I told him.

Damian's pov I walked out of the walk-in closet, fastening my wristwatch. As I shifted slightly, I spotted sprawled on the edge of my bed, her dark hair cascading over the sheets like a waterfall of shadows. The confusion on her face as she stirred awake. It was a sight I had come expect but still found oddly endearing. "Nora's already headed to school. You can sleep in," I said, my voice low and husky, cutting through the morning stillness. The way she shuddered at the sound made something stir within me.

WHAT NYRA DECIDES Nyra listened to the full account of Cassius's audit request and the proposed acceleration without interrupting, which was characteristic. She listened with the complete stillness she brought to all things that required full reception, her golden eyes moving between Lena and Rafael at intervals that were not random but seemed calibrated to something internal, some private assessment running alongside the receiving of the external information. When they finished, she was quiet for long enough that the room's silence developed its own texture. Then she looked at Lena. "Do you understand what you are proposing?" she asked. Not rhetorically — genuinely asking. "Yes," Lena said.

They began to regain consciousness. Nora woke up first and saw the room full of police officers. She also noticed her and Vernon's disheveled clothes and the traces after sex. She was completely dumbfounded! What the hell was going on here?