Primal Awakening Novels & Stories

“I’d assume most of them to be vampires but there will be some of the revived wolves and other beasts also.” “Do they know where she is?” Jayce asked, impatiently. “Not yet, but I assume that with Vivian awakening, it will only be a matter of time. She’ll only get stronger once you two mate.” “So I can’t claim her?” “You’re going to have to. It’s inevitable for wolves, if you don’t by the next full moon you’ll have every unmated wolf on her doorstep.” Leon started. “So I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t.”

THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE:- DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1, 2 & 3 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME THE BLOOD QUEEN WITCHES SERIES PAMPERED DEVIOUS LITTLE WIFE WINNING THE MOON BUTTERFLIES OF FREEDOM *************************************GEEGEE*************************** She was so exhausted from running that she couldn't help but stop at the cliff's edge to catch her breath. The only place she could think of to flee after being pursued for three days with nowhere to go was here. In her hour of need, she had summoned that

“I told you earlier, Werewolves are both man and wolf. Our human part, the part where our humanity comes from, is what we are born with. We grow up learning moral cues, and socially acceptable practices until it is ingrained in us, because, for some time, that is what we are. Humans. Only, we are humans with the werewolf gene.” I listen to him closely trying to adjust my worldview and my beliefs to the raw unvarnished truth of the supernatural world. “When we get our wolves, our senses become heightened and we become even more savage. So to counteract that, we are taught discipline, we are taught control, and from then on, we have to constantly toe the line of balance. In time, we are able t

But what we found out was far from anything we could have ever imagined. The psychic had told us that Daciana was the reincarnation of Azrael, the primordial werewolf who once walked the earth. The stories I had heard about him growing up were terrifying. He was said to be the most powerful and dangerous werewolf to ever exist. His second coming was said to be for the sole purpose of eliminating all werewolves, as the ancestors collectively defeated him then. The news brought a wave of shock and fear to Richard and me.

“Don’t leave the house; I want you to stay here with your brothers until I know what is going on” “Fine, I have nothing to hide,” I say. “Can I go back now? Will you call me once she is awake?” “I will find you when I need you,” he said, and that was final. Ayla’s POV Trust me when I say it felt like I had a herd of elephants sitting on my chest. As I woke up and everything started coming back to me, the pain my body was in was unreal. Hopefully, though, now that I have had my first shift, my healing abilities will have hit in, and I should start healing a lot quicker than an average human would. Every inch of my body hurt, and I couldn’t breathe very well. Taking a deep breath was out of th

As the recently chosen Protector, I knew I had to show power and unity, even though I had doubts inside. Just as I was about to call the meeting to order, Asher's team returned. They are half-carried, half-dragged a wild-eyed werewolf between them. “We caught him near the border,” Asher reported. “He keeps babbling about something called 'the awakening.'” The captured werewolf's eyes rolled wildly, focusing on nothing. “It comes,” he muttered, his voice raspy and strained. “The awakening… the old powers… returning…” Then he collapsed, unconscious.

I felt alone and sometimes, I felt like I was cursed. Why hadn’t I discovered my wolf? What did I have to do to awaken it? Whenever other members of the pack go into the woods to shift, I always remain in my room. I spent the entire time crying and praying to the moon goddess. Sometimes, I acted like it didn’t bother me because I was tired of the unending sympathy from my family. But deep down, I wished things were different. Maybe it was the reason my father let me go without a care in the world. Maybe it was why he stripped me of my position as his rightful heir.

"You're glowing." I was. Dark fire flickered under my skin, visible through the aging lines. Several phoenixes turned our way, curious. "She's recently awakened," Derek said smoothly to those watching. "Still learning control." They nodded sympathy and turned away. Recent awakening was common here, trauma triggering dormant bloodlines. No one questioned it. "Information first," Derek whispered, not releasing me. "Revenge later." "Let me go." "Not until you stop trying to commit public murder." He was right. I hated that he was right. Slowly, painfully, I pulled the fire back inside. It fought me, wanting out, wanting blood, wanting to burn everything that hurt.

Raw, ancient, primal rage. Her vision shattered into silver light. A roar tore from her throat that didn’t sound human. Her bones trembled violently, not shifting fully—but breaking, reforming, expanding. Claws burst from her fingertips. Her eyes glowed silver-bright, burning like moonfire. Power—thick, suffocating, alpha-level—rolled out of her in a crushing wave. The attackers froze. Some whimpered. Some fell to their knees. All of them fled. Every single one.

My tears mixed with the storm building around me. Then my bones began to snap. My fingers twisted, my arms elongating, my spine arching violently as something deep inside me broke free. “What—what’s happening?” I gasped, screaming through clenched teeth. Aiyana’s voice trembled but was decisive. “It’s time. The pain triggered the sealed opened. You are awakening.” I couldn’t speak anymore. I fell to the ground, shaking uncontrollably as my body transformed. The pain was unbearable, worse than death itself. Every bone, every nerve tore apart and rebuilt itself in seconds.