The Awakening Book Kelley Armstrong นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Aria’s POV “I don’t understand. Where are we going?” “You will see soon my dear.” My arm was linked with Alwins', his hand pressed against mine. When I went up to see him, I was expecting the worst. Kyle had clearly run straight to him but Alwin had been sat on a plush gold sofa waiting for me with that irritatingly beautiful smile of his. “I want you to come on an errand with me!” He had continued to smile at me, no mention of Kyle, yet that rotten flesh smell, it was overwhelmingly powerful in his room.

Harris' Pov The next day I woke up due to the noise outside my cabin , I saw the other squires and mages having a stampede going to the south wing of the academy. I immediately took a bath and put on my usual clothes, my leathered vest and boots. I looked myself in the body size mirror beside Luther's bed. I just realized that the clothes I had seems to be smaller than usual. How time passed by that my body changes into this muscular kind because of the training here. I opened the door to go out and saw Cyvian about to enter.

I make certain I sit there next to him, so if he wakes up, he knows I love him and would not leave him. It is late afternoon, and it is time to head to King William Castle, I wait until the sun was just going down. I grab the Archers and soldiers and have a soldier carry our gear. I have us all dressed in black with black masks. I teleport all of us to right outside the Vampire King's castle. I get them positioned in the trees facing the king's balcony. Then we wait. We were there an hour or two, and then a figure in a dark robe came out, I had the Archers ready to shoot and as soon as the person turned around, I Mind-Linked FIRE! The arrows hit their mark, but my mouth dropped open, and I c

a man's furious voice rang out behind me. I turned to see a handsome man slap a document before me. It was a divorce agreement. Carissa Winton? Suzanne? Mrs. Faust? Weren't those the important characters in a popular stereotypical melodramatic romance novel I'd just read? So, I'd transmigrated into the body of Carissa Winton, the poor female lead of the novel. She'd aborted three children for the male lead, Lincoln Faust's sake, and was dying of bone cancer.

To ignore the clanging of metal, the shifting of weight, the flutter of books blowing open, and the creaks of a house being pressed down. Eve’s body convulses with a scream that sends the hairs on my entire body into overdrive. Muscles locking, veins darkening beneath her skin like ink spreading through water. It’s Kaelin’s magic trying to control her once more, directed by Leyanne, and I get that it’s to hold her, keeping her tied down. Infiltrating and fighting whatever is inside of her so we can do this. Without it, maybe she would drag me into her misery right beside her.

The afternoon sun was a low, blinding gold when Aurora Blake walked into the farmhouse kitchen. She held a small stack of printed white paper in her right hand. Julian Oswald was standing at the wide center island. He was not checking logs or preparing a reduction. He was waiting. "Julian," Aurora said quietly. He looked up immediately. "Yes." "I have finished the first chapter," Aurora said. "The one about the seventh night." "The 2AM kitchen," Julian noted.

I asked, my tone dry. She pushed her book towards me. “Back at the Recruitment Program camp.” She paused, tracing the text with her fingers. “No one talked about this case, ‘The great abandonment’.” I picked the book up, my eyes scanning the area she pointed out. It was a case I was familiar with, one about a powerful alpha that went to war with a group of betas and another group of omegas, for support. Unfortunately, they were overpowered. But instead of saving the betas, the strongest of the group so they could regroup and launch a new attack, he took the omegas away to safety.

Chapter 1: The Awakening In the heart of the ancient forest of Eldoria, where shadows danced among the towering trees, a young woman stirred from a deep slumber. Her name was Elara, and she had been lost in a dreamless sleep for centuries, trapped within the embrace of an enchanted grove. As she opened her eyes, the world around her seemed both familiar and foreign. The air was thick with the scent of moss and magic, and the soft glow of twilight filtered through the canopy above. Memories flooded back to her, fragmented and elusive, like shards of a broken mirror.

Ava’s POV Sleep was a stranger that night. I had tossed and turned until the moon itself had traveled halfway across the sky, the glow through my curtains mocking my exhaustion. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, as though aware of my turmoil but refusing to share its calm with me. Every breath in the dark felt stifling, every thought circling back to Diego, to Sage, to the chains of my family’s expectations. I finally pushed the covers off with a sigh and padded to my balcony doors. The air outside was cool and heavy with the faint scent of rain. The courtyard below looked peaceful, but peace was the last thing inside me.