Spark Of Awakening Novels & Stories

June said. She walked up to the lead man, met his cold eyes. “I’m not giving you the baby,” June told him. “But I’ll give you the Spark. On one condition.” “Anything,” he said, smiling wider. “The Spark won’t be harvested from memories anymore,” June explained. She looked at the marble veins on her arms. “It comes from me. Whenever someone on Earth turns on a light, they’ll take a piece of my life. I’ll be the battery. And you’ll set the people free.”

His trust anchored the crowd, their love a fire, his spirit a spark that lit the village, his bond with Jessica unbreakable. Bryan’s glow pulsed, his hope radiant. “This is our dawn.” His light wove through the planet, igniting new guardians, his presence a vow, his optimism a beacon for creation’s harmony. The second twist hit: the child wasn’t just a victim but a nascent guardian, her thread a spark that could awaken others across the planet, her love a key to the nexus’s network. She smiled, her eyes clear, and joined Jessica’s weave, her light flaring, the crowd cheering.

I was alone in my suffering as I had always been. Silently I struggled, allowing whatever magic or power that strange infernal liquid had to fully run its course. To burn me, inside out! I gave myself entirely to the fire and the heat overcame my senses and when the only thing I felt was pain, I blacked out. The next time I woke, it had been to banging of my cell door, it was time. They'd come to take me!

I said softly. I took a deep, celebratory swallow. The liquid was cloyingly sweet, with a sharp, metallic aftertaste that clung to the back of my throat. I frowned, looking down at the glass. "That tastes strange. Is it a vintage?" I didn't get an answer. A sudden, violent spark of heat ignited in the center of my chest. It spread with terrifying speed, a jagged line of fire racing through my veins. My hand began to tremble, the glass slipping from my numb fingers and shattering against the stone.

none of us want to stay here and growing up is the only way out. Your Awakening is a bit like graduation in a sense. A passing from child to adult and normally where you would find your place, your rank, in the pack, and get a mate. I have no delusions that it means anything of the sort for any of us turning tonight. Of which there are four from the home of unwanteds, and I hear maybe three from the packs around. Just a handful of kids trying to break free, find their path, and all in the great presence of the entire 'Packdom'.

For her soul to pass on. Every emotion passed through me until I was left feeling nothing. I glance at Bethany, a child, like I was looking for some sort of answer. Her bright blue eyes are full with water and she gives me the smallest smile of approval. Dropping the torch. The grass and the firewood erupt with flames. They dance over Aria, engulfing her in a ball of orange and yellow light. It’s almost midnight when I go to stand up. Everyone else had left except Bethany. She was asleep on the chair next to me. Her head propped up against my shoulder. Her nose twitched with the nightly scents.

He kisses me on the temple with passion, squeezes me tight and I relax, rest assured that he means it because I know it’s true. AUTHORS NOTE - This is the End of Awakening but not the end of the Series. I do have more books related to this planned but this will be the last from Alora's story. Thank you all so much for sticking with it and see you in the next book xx

Chapter 38 Alex's POV In the realm between dreams and reality, Alex slowly emerged from the depths of unconsciousness. The gradual return of sensation began with a tingling awareness in his fingers, like tendrils of life creeping up his limbs. A dull ache resonated through his head, as if his mind were struggling to break free from the shackles of slumber. As he fought against the weight of darkness, the world around him remained shrouded in obscurity. His breath came out in short pants, anything more would make one of his broken ribs puncture his lungs. Turning into a wolf was sheer agony for him, but it didn't hold a candle to the unearthly pain he was feeling on every part of his body.

The one written in ash and starlight. And it was awakening.

She’s also mourning the loss of our little one, we both are. She had warned me that Sage was cheating on us, but I was in love. I didn't listen. Maybe if I had paid more attention, things would have been different. I went to a secret corner of the house and removed my clothes, shifted into my wolf, and started running off into the forest. My white fur whipped through the air as I ran faster on my fore and hind limbs. How was I reborn two years back and why? Who is He? And why is he coming?