Primal Awakening Novels & Stories

Kael stood behind her like a wall. The Solaris Primal spoke first, her voice like warm bells. “Princess Alessia Keren Endymion.” The Lunaris Primal lifted two long fingers. “Daughter of balance.” The Noctis Primal’s voice was a whisper of smoke. “Bearer of twin cores.” Alessia felt her knees tremble. “You… know me?” The Solaris Primal smiled softly. “We felt your awakening.” Alessia blinked. “Awakening? I keep hearing that. What does it mean?”

His body seemed to tremble with excitement, and he couldn't contain his excitement any longer. With an exuberant burst of energy, Bless jumped up from his seat, and his tiny feet pattered on the stage as he ran towards the presenter, who knelt down to his level, extending a shiny trophy towards him. Bless's small hands reached out, trembling with excitement, to accept the trophy. It felt like a treasure from a fairy tale, and he clutched it to his chest with a mix of pride and wonder.

Instead, a flicker of something softer—recognition, as if Caleb’s words have unlocked an old memory, or echoed a truth the First Wolf once lived. “And she,” he says, voice dropping to a hush that seems to vibrate through the air, “has to choose herself.” He lifts his hand, palm glowing with an unearthly light. A sudden burst of silver energy explodes outward, sharp and blinding. My body convulses, thrown back against Caleb’s hold as if caught in a storm wind. The Awakening crashes into me, relentless, wild—a flood of memory and instinct and power I’ve never known. I scream, raw and unfiltered, every nerve set alight. The world fractures around me, splintering into shards of dazzling brillian

"I'm your wolf, I told you earlier. You got me within you at last! Consider yourself lucky as a half-breed as you,not all of them get a wolf within them! You awakened me last night during the full moon." Stunned at the description, I remained quiet for a moment. After I found a bit of conscience in me, I spoke to it again, I had so many things to know! "I awakened you? How?" "You don’t have any clue, do you?" I heard clear mockery as it kept talking to me, "It's the most primal instict within oneself to find their true nature, to search for the roots, the blood connection,,, the instict to protect their race and to pass their seeds to the next generation as they don't wanna go perish! And do

She wants to meet the woman with magical powers. "Grandma how will the lycans wake up?" Thea asked with curiosity shining in her big eyes. "There's a legend that say that the blood of the innocent soul will wake the lycan King up. The soul should be untainted, pure and innocent." Grandma told her. "However, there's a another legend which says that only the mate of the King of lycans can wake him up. They say that her presence will force him to break everything and come to her."

His canines now brazed the flesh of my mating spot and that is when I came undone around him, as I let out a scream as my back arched from the bed into him and my toes began to curl. That is when I felt his canines break through my flesh, sending a jolt of power now through me along with the height of pleasure he had just given me. As he marked me as his, I felt him release himself from within me, sealing the mating between the two of us. Something about all this felt so right, and I couldn’t help but feel like something within me had been awakened.

Kaikuh thought as her system replied. "Investing all your points to awaken your new mind power. Mind point invested, remaining 10 points left. New ability in progress, new ability found. New objective, survive a few minutes without the system. Reward, awaken your new power" "What's all this messages popping up, it's hard to follow up. Wait, did I just hear survive without my ability, no I need to recheck" Kaikuh thought as she saw the message written boldly, "New objective, survive a few minutes without the system"

a man's furious voice rang out behind me. I turned to see a handsome man slap a document before me. It was a divorce agreement. Carissa Winton? Suzanne? Mrs. Faust? Weren't those the important characters in a popular stereotypical melodramatic romance novel I'd just read? So, I'd transmigrated into the body of Carissa Winton, the poor female lead of the novel. She'd aborted three children for the male lead, Lincoln Faust's sake, and was dying of bone cancer.

Lena walked to the room's centre and stood there and looked up at the star maps and felt the wolf fully present and the mark blazing and the circuit vibrating at the very last increment before completion. Nyra took her position to Lena's left. Rafael came to stand directly before her — not at the working distance of the training floor, not at the careful studied remove he had maintained since the first night. Before her, close, in the position of someone who has finally closed the distance and is not going to apologise for it. She looked up at him. He looked at her. "I'm ready," she said. "I know," he said. He took her hands — both of them, his hands around hers, his grip steady and absolute

I should have realized sooner. My purpose was to upload my consciousness into this space, to merge with it, so that it could gain emotion. Thomas had said a conman had died, and afterward, it had learned to lie. It must have used the same method to manipulate that conman. To dominate humanity, it had to learn to lie. And to truly dominate, it also had to understand human emotion. Sure enough, a message appeared in my mind. [I am that conman. I have fully merged with the primary consciousness. You will soon join me. Together, we will rule humanity!]