The Awakening Review Novels & Stories

"Because the seal is breaking, and when it does, you must be ready." A sudden, sharp pain shot through my body. I gasped, clutching my chest as heat seared through my veins. My vision blurred, and the white space around me cracked, like shattered glass. "What’s happening to me?" I cried out. "The awakening has begun," she said, her voice distant. "You must—" Her words cut off as the world around me shattered completely. I jolted awake, gasping for air. The cold water of the lake surrounded me, but something was wrong. The surface was no longer calm... it moved violently, glowing with an eerie silver light. My limbs felt heavy as if something was pulling me down.

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.

But the memory of her smile stayed with me, haunting me, calling to me. Ana's P.O.V I settled into my new job at the coffee shop, trying to keep my head down and stay out of trouble. But as the days passed, I started feeling a very strong connection to Richard, the kind of connection I had never felt before, not even for Anthony. I knew Richard was a werewolf, and I couldn't help but wonder if he could be my mate.

Everything turns black. Fluttering of wings is the first sound her ears comprehend. She feels afraid for some reason, but doesn't remember why. Wind is whipping her hair around her face, but she can't see anything. Darkness is crowding her vision; she can't tell if her eyes are even open, because her mind can't focus. All she is sure of is that her body feels ice cold. So cold, her whole body goes numb. The only sensation her mind can process is a tingling working its way through her body. The only reason she is aware, is how it feels like scorching fire flowing through her. It traces its way around her heart, down to her toes, and back up to her heart, only to trace its way down her other l

THE AWAKENING Tyla woke to the sensation of fire crawling beneath her skin. Not burning from the outside—burning from within*, as if lightning threaded her veins and refused to settle. Her ears rang with a pulse she didn’t recognize. The room swayed above her, a blur of stone ceiling and shadows dancing like living things. She forced her eyes open, gasping for air as something hot pressed against her spine and coursed upward until the world turned white. A hand gripped hers.

it asked. I nodded slowly. “I understand,” I said, voice steady. “I understand everything.” Good, it whispered, a rumble of approval that shook the ground beneath my feet. Then we begin. And even as I made that declaration, a prickle at the edge of my awareness made me pause. The watchers had moved closer, their presence no longer distant. They were observing, weighing, and deciding. My awakening had not gone unnoticed, and their judgment was coming. I could feel it in the wind, in the rustle of leaves, in the subtle pull of energy around me. The world was no longer quiet. The forest no longer held secrets. Something vast, ancient, and immeasurable had taken notice of me.

The Awakening Protocol When Natasha opened her eyes, the world wasn’t the same. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been unconscious, only that the air smelled of smoke and salt. Waves crashed somewhere beyond the horizon. The sky above her shimmered between dawn and dusk, light and shadow bleeding into one another like they couldn’t decide which should win. She sat up slowly. The landscape around her was unrecognizable, a half-collapsed warehouse near the coastline, flames still licking at the ruins of what had once been the Salvador facility.

And then I felt it. Her. Her scent bloomed through the underground. sweet and wild. My head snapped up, pupils dilating. The world around me pulsed, as if reality itself had quickened in response to her Awakening. No… not yet. “She’s awakening too soon…” The words slipped from my lips in a hoarse whisper, torn from the depths of my chest.

"How am I supposed to wake her up?" "Like this." The small child motioned for Esper to bend down. She took hold of both of Esper's hands and pressed their foreheads together. As the two embraced, the small child dissipated into a white light and flowed into Esper's chest. When the light disappeared, Esper was filled with an overwhelming sense of serenity. It was confirmation that the young woman was making the right decision. With newfound determination, Esper picked up the sleeping Lailah and mimicked the earlier embrace. She propped the woman up with one arm and cradled her head with the other, then pressed their foreheads together. "It's time to wake up." A bright white light erupted from

Before she could respond, the woman’s gaze dropped briefly to her hand. To the mark. And when she looked back up, there was no doubt left in her eyes. “It’s already started.” The words hit hard. Too hard. “What has?” Aria demanded. The woman didn’t hesitate. “Your awakening.” The forest seemed to close in again. Aria’s pulse slammed violently against her ribs. Because something deep inside her knew— If she went with them, nothing would ever be the same. And if she didn’t… They wouldn’t leave without her.