Primal Awakening Novels & Stories

“It should be sleeping. Has been sleeping for millennia. But we woke it. By changing. By evolving. By becoming something other than pure appetite.” The third Source was losing. Its grey form flickered, torn between solid and smoke. Every strike it landed just passed through the Primal like hitting water. “We have to help!” Finn started forward. “No. You’ll die. Instantly. The Primal consumes consciousness itself. Not just bodies. Minds. Souls. Everything that makes you you.” The silver Source created barriers. Silver walls between them and the fight. “We evacuate. Now. Get everyone away from the valley before it notices them.”

“You wanted me to come back?” A slow, dangerous calm slid over me, coiling with the fire I’d found at the bottom of that bath. “Fine. I’ll come back.” I curled my fingers into the thin blanket, feeling unfamiliar muscles tighten, a stranger’s heart thudding hard in my chest. “But this time, it will be different,” I promised. “I’m not going to be the weak one.” And somewhere deep inside, that vow settled like a seed. Awakening. Not for redemption. For sin. For revenge. I might really go to hell by the time I’m done.

Not Reed. Not the Sentinels. Older and deeper. The Prophet closed his eyes. His face had become unexpectedly grim. "I prayed..." "...there would be more time." Grayson raised his sword again. "What is happening?" He opened his eyes. For the first time... Fear lived inside them. "The Awakening has begun." A deafening crack split the valley. Somewhere beneath the Stone Circle... Something enormous struck the earth from below. Once. Then again. And a voice. Ancient. Inhuman. Powerful enough to shake the mountains. Spoke a single name. "Ardyn..."

Ethan confirmed. "That's right, Ethan. Now, you can turn your back on the truth, but you can never run from it. Or, you will accept it and face it head on. It's your choice. But, there's no changing the truth. You came from a very long line of magically blessed hunters. You have a responsibility in this world." Ethan looked at his sister who's staring at the weird stuff displayed all over the underground room. Even Ethan cannot believe that all those things exists beneath the house where they grew up. It's like they are in another world. Both amazing and terrifying.

Alpha Lachlan has lowered his weapon and relaxed the muscles on his body as Beta Mellow tried to force the newborn to come out of its pretense. Blood. The smell of a fresh blood is irresistible on the newborns’ noses. It will awaken their instinct and compells them to shred its skin out of its pretense. Beta Mellow has proven that Alpha Lachlan did not make a mistake in choosing him as his second in command.

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

The Anti-Primordial is descending and everything it touches just stops existing, wolves and ground and air all fading into nothing. “Do it,” I tell my children. “I didn’t survive everything just to watch reality dissolve now.” The New Primordial connects to me and I feel it immediately, cosmic power channeling through my Alpha Supreme bonds, using thousands of wolves as a battery to anchor itself in reality. And I start aging.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

With no responsibilities, no forced identities, but full of mysterious insights that are only now coming together. "Behold," echoed through my new life like tectonic plates shifting. "Discidium is finished. Show us your untamed, primal soul!" Prudence and rationality vanished. There was nothing but pure instinct left; a fierce, primal desire to dominate reduced to its most ideal form. From that rebirth, I emerged on four strong limbs, each muscle bulging with supernatural strength. The ivory and crimson fangs cut through the barriers that separated the material world. Twin-blazing pits that were smaller than any gap between stars took the place of eyes. Blast furnaces smolder away the unreal

Bones shifted and cracked, reshaping themselves to accommodate the primal force awakening within me. A symphony of sensations washed over me. The tingling sensation intensified, morphing into a delightful burn that coursed through my veins. I could feel my body elongating, growing taller and more formidable. My limbs, once human, began to thicken, becoming sinewy and powerful, ready to embrace the primal instincts that awaited me.

Something deep and **primal** within me was ignited by the energy that rushed through my veins. Inside my head, a voice muttered, not mine. * "You're last. You have to wake up."* I stumbled back, gasping as the power rushed through me. I heard the Alpha mutter in disbelief in the distance as my vision became blurry. "She *is* the one." His words hardly registered with me. My blood roared beneath my skin like a flame, burning my body. And then it was all dark.