The Awakened Ones Novels & Stories

It ignited a collective awakening, where beings embraced diversity and celebrated the beauty of each unique soul. As cosmic travelers ventured through the realms, they encountered portals of transformation known as "Luna Gates of Awakening." These gateways shimmered with ethereal light, beckoning seekers to step through and embark on profound inner journeys. Beyond the gates, individuals faced their fears, confronted their shadows, and emerged with a renewed sense of self. These transformative experiences propelled them forward on the path of authenticity, guiding them to align their thoughts, actions, and purpose with their truest selves.

He knew I wanted Damian with every ounce of my being. “I will get Damian without your help,” I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, “so leave me alone” “Aiden will be dead in a few days and Selena will finally become mine before her awakening. You can get Damian,” my head whipped up at his statement . “What do you mean by her awakening?” “Do you want him back or not?” “Of course I do” “Well, it’s settled” he handed me a tiny bottle from his breast pocket, “just make sure he drinks this and we are good to go. I will be waiting for your call, Kourtney. Do not mess this up again”

“Okay, so what made them unconscious? Just get straight to the point.” I listened attentively as he explained everything that transpired in the club. Apparently, a group of people blended into the club and ended up raiding it. They spiked the drinks with a chemical that made people unconscious. When a bartender realized what was happening, he called Grimm’s attention to the situation. A fight broke out between my men and the intruders. Grimm was also part of the fight. But the intruders escaped. “I don’t know how certain he is, but Grimm claimed that he recognized one of the men from the Moonbeam pack — Halle’s pack.”

"Bandits!" Alruna shot upright, adrenaline surging through her veins. Eris and Lunette were instantly at her side, their faces grim. "What happened?" Alruna asked, her voice tight with apprehension. Eris reassured her, but her voice lacked its usual confidence. "Don't worry, the security is supposed to be strong…" Alruna cautiously approached the tent flap, peering out. The sight that greeted her was terrifying – a pack of wolves, their eyes gleaming in the darkness, surrounding the camp.

Elara’s whisper falters, Child, my heart is wounded. A cosmic pulse erupts, the reborn world quaking, crystalline spires collapsing into radiant dust. A keeper-king awakens, its towering form radiating starlight, its hymn of dominion shaking the vale. “Elara’s fragments are mine!” it booms, its blade summoning a radiant army, their starlight hymns converging. The codex’s truth burns—the oracle’s ambition mirrors the king’s, a First Ones’ flaw reborn.

Wolves emerged from the shadows — the old blood, Rowan’s kin, even a few ferals, drawn to something deeper. Evelyn’s body shook — not with fear, but with instinct. Her eyes flared. Not just gold. Deeper. The old blood whispered one word: “Awakened.”

I was enveloped by darkness. I had a weightless sensation as if I were floating in space. I was unable to determine if my eyes were open or closed. Was this the last time? In the distance, a dim silvery light suddenly emerged, getting stronger by the second. It encircled me, inviting and warm but strong. Through the void came a quiet but authoritative voice. "Awaken, Melissa." I gasped as my eyes sprung open. The ground beneath me was cold and solid, but the room Kane and I had fallen into was anything from ordinary. Ethereal light glowed on the walls, and complex symbols pulsated in time with the pendant around my neck.

The copper taste of betrayal on my tongue as the sky over Boston turned to ink. "She’s awake! Doctor, she’s opening her eyes!" The voice hit me like a physical blow. It was Lurii. But her voice was wrong, it was higher, thinner, vibrating with a youthful, frantic energy untouched by the years of bourbon and bitterness I’d heard on that rooftop. I blinked, my vision swimming through a haze of tears and the stinging glare of the overhead lights. As the shapes solidified, I saw them. Standing on either side of my bed were the two architects of my ruin. Marcus and Lurii.

Blood Awakening Chapter 18: Say it, Mari In the darkness, two pairs of silver eyes glimmered like a pale full moon, staring at them intently, burning them like the fires of hell. Their hearts went wild and the pounding is ringing non-stop. “I can take these two,” Sebastian uttered arrogantly, full of self-confidence and ready to attack. The two wolves growled in a low tone, suppressing their anger, but are ready to attack any moment. One wrong move is all that it takes.

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