Rude Awakening Novels & Stories

Chapter 47: A Desperate Awakening Hana jolted upright, her body drenched in cold sweat, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The nightmare had gripped her so tightly that, for a moment, she wasn’t sure where she was—whether she was still trapped in that hellish realm or if she had truly returned to the waking world. Her eyes darted around, searching for the familiar markers of reality. The coarse blanket beneath her, the dim light filtering through the cracked window, and the muffled sounds of the pack outside—all of these slowly grounded her back to where she was: a rundown cabin far from the clearing where her old life had been torn apart.

Suddenly, I found myself closing my eyes completely, surrendering to the weariness that enveloped me. I woke up to a gentle nudge, the soft pressure pulling me from a deep slumber. Blinking several times, I struggled to clear the remnants of sleep from my heavy eyelids. As I slowly focused my gaze, I realized that it was Alpha Raymond who had quietly woken me, his imposing figure framed by the morning light filtering through the nearby window. Instantly, a wave of warmth washed over me, quickly replaced by a surge of anxiety and embarrassment. “I’m sorry, Alpha,” I stammered, my heart racing in my chest.

Blood Awakening Chapter 14: Sweet spot Morning came in just a snap of fingers. Maridelle woke up with a pair of warm arms around her waist. She checked who it was just to find Lachlan cuddling her. Immediately, she checked if he got some clothes on. Maridelle cannot bear the thought of him sleeping beside her naked. For a moment, hot blood pooled on her cheeks. Slowly, with courage, she took peek under the blanket. It's a relief to see that he is wearing clothes. The landlady must have left it outside their room for him.

I lick my lip to try and feel out what's so wrong, only to find teeth sharp and long, and a sensation of fur around the edges. I wolfed. I’m a wolf, and I shake it off, shake my head to bring my sight back to clear and fuzz-free, so I can turn and see the others around me. A weird movement that’s ungraceful and dog-like, that knocks me off balance. Nearby, a smaller wolf sits and looks at its paws, as I was, yet it glows too. Blue and surreal, as though the moon has rolled down to illuminate us with her touch, and it’s eerily pretty. Something I have never seen before at an Awakening. They don’t seem to be in pain anymore, either, and I wonder if the worst has passed. None of them is crying

"Oh, you will be. Trust me." Her fists clenched under the blanket, clearly furious. I pulled up a wooden chair and sat down across from her, watching her closely. * LILIANA I woke up roughly, like someone had just shaken me awake in the rudest way possible. "Do you seriously have no manners? You wake people up like they’re cattle that need to start working!" I snapped, swatting away the hand that had just grabbed my shoulder. Ryder Black, the infuriating man standing over me, just stared with that sharp, unreadable gaze of his. He wasn’t patient. I knew that much. And he definitely didn’t care about my complaints.

It lacked the constant sharpness she carried while awake. I stayed perfectly still. Even Orrin didn’t move. I didn’t want to wake her up. For a rare moment, everything felt calm. But then she stirred. She opened her eyes and awareness crept slowly across her face. Confusion flickered in here eyes followed by realization. She froze. Then she pushed herself upright quickly. She brushed leaves from her clothes, clearly irritated. “What happened?” she asked. I sat up slowly. “We fell asleep.” A faint flush crept across her face, but I couldn’t tell if she was angry or embarrassed.

Even the air felt… expectant. I never cared about having a mate, despite being 40. I never cared about anything but fucking and the kingdom. I didn't need a woman to distract me. I only needed my cock and my power to put women and men in place. My dad was no better in his days, a tyrant and a homosexual who married a woman. I stepped into the bathroom to wash their filth off my body and noticed how dark my eyes were. "Great,” I said. I had just run soap all over my body, before I heard someone call me through the mind speech.

Chapter 59 Halle Wilder ~•~ I jolted awake, panting, my chest rising and falling like I had just run for miles. The sheets were soaked with sweat, and I pressed my hands against my chest to steady my breathing. My dream felt so real. It was still the same nightmare — my father wanted to kill me. I stood up from the bed and turned on the lights. Then I opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. The coolness soothed my dry throat but it didn’t calm the storm raging inside me.

And deep in my chest… Something ancient something buried something forbidden …opened its eyes. Rockan reached for me again But I was already glowing. Again. Brighter. Hotter. Louder. And I knew My awakening had only just begun. And nothing would stop it now.

It took a while, but I watched how fast ger hand flew to her mouth when she saw me move. “Gods,” she whispered, voice breaking. “You’re awake. You're finally awake.* “Awake?What do you mean by that?”I frowned, throat dry as sandpaper. My voice sounded foreign and raspy, but I forced myself to speak either way. “Of course, I’m awake. Why do you sound like I just rose from the dead?” Davis moved closer from the far corner of the room, his usual arrogance replaced by a strange tightness in his jaw. He didn’t say anything at first, just studied me with that careful, measured stare of his.