The Awakening / The Struggle Novels & Stories

The world seemed to tilt on its axis as I struggled to comprehend the swift turn of events. A man grasps my wrists, binding them behind me, my hands throbbed with an uncomfortable pressure. At that moment, a surge of strength radiated through me, fueled by the injustice of my situation. With a sudden burst of determination, I resisted the hands that sought to imprison me. My muscles strained as I fought against the binds, as I desperately attempted to break free from the clutches. The surrounding voices escalated, a mixture of surprise and anger. The courtyard transformed into a battleground where my struggle for freedom intensified. The accusing eyes now widened with shock as the unexpected

“I finally understand what it means to breathe.” Mathapelo’s Awakening At Mathapelo’s home, Kate was preparing another ritual. Candles flickered, shadows danced across the walls. Mathapelo’s body trembled, but in her heart, a spark of resistance ignited. “No more,” she whispered. “I am not yours to control.” Kate’s eyes narrowed. “You think you can defy me? Weakness will consume you.” Mathapelo mustered every ounce of strength she had left. She dragged herself out of bed, trembling but determined. The children watched in awe as their mother, broken but unyielding, began to take her first steps toward liberation.

I wasn't in control of my body, not of my heartbeat, and definitely not of whatever was living inside me. Rowan planted the bug as a seed. My hatred just made it bloom. I curled in on myself, trembling, and terrified as I did a quick recap of things. My daughter was in danger. Rowan was using me as bait, and now, my own body was turning against me, inch by inch. “I have… to get up…” I whispered to the dirt. “I have to get to Mira…” But my arms were numb, my legs weak. The bug pulsed again, like it wanted something from me, like it was waiting.

Dissa stepped out and he closed the door. *** Inside the rented house is narrow and barely maintained by the occupants. A beautiful woman in casual clothes was walking back and forth in front of her bedroom mirror. "Shit! Damn! Why doesn't Novi want to help me." complained Risa. "How is this with my fate, in death I have to pay all debts from loan sharks. Only one week left, but I don't have the money to pay the debt. I was killed, I was punished, I was chased by two bald bodyguards. Try it, I didn't do anything wrong fatal, I must still be with Daniel. But, I still have a chance, Daniel's wife has not given birth to Daniel and this is my golden opportunity to fight for Daniel's heart back f

She stood alone in the dark basement, turning around in circles as she felt her world crumbling, this wasn't her plan, the man she was madly in love with had betrayed her, and her father has disowned her, where could she turn to. She sits down crying her eyes out, wishing, hoping that there would be a way out. As time went by, she discovers that there was no one coming to her rescue, so she stands up and walked around searching for an aid. And then she sees a leaking pipe and walks close to it and drinks from it, as soon as the water got into her mouth, her instinct aroused and right there she knew what to do.

Our bodies were intertwined as we struggled to survive in a violent dance of conflict. Our bodies tangled as we struggled frantically. He was a big guy so fighting and struggling with him was not easy, it seemed to me like he wasn’t putting up enough resistance because he hadn’t made an effort to strike me and I knew that if he was able to get one strike in I was definitely a goner. My blood was racing with adrenaline, which gave me the motivation I needed. I resisted the darkness's attempt to engulf me by fighting with every ounce of strength and fiber in my body.

Celine The struggle is real, and it leaves me breathless. Time does not matter to me anymore as I curl into myself in the darkest corners of the cave and shake, fighting to win the power struggle. I am in charge and I must remain in charge. I have taken the shadows for so long while allowing her to run free, and look where that got us. The wolf is weak, a danger to herself and to me. I stiffen when I scent him and by the time I do, it is too late. I leap up and glare at him, the beginning of my problem.

The dance with Lucas had ignited a fire within me, and I vowed to nurture it, to fan its flames until it consumed the barriers that held me captive. With each step closer to the grand estate, I felt the stirrings of a revolution. No longer would I be confined to the role of a silent bystander in my own life. I would defy expectations, challenge conventions, and reclaim my freedom. For the night had revealed to me that even in the darkest corners, there existed a glimmer of light, a chance for redemption and a life worth living.

Bridge Chapter 1: The Beginning Frazier Shawn Alexander Ronan sat quietly as his wheelchair was being pushed towards the lobby of the King Edward VII’s Hospital in an inconspicuous street in Marylebone, London. He’d spent the whole journey from his hospital room to the first floor of the building in silence, avoiding all the stolen glances directly at him mostly by the female population at the present. He knew he looked like Ansel Elgort from The Fault in Our Stars with his dark blonde hair, and all the curious stares mainly proof of wonder as to why someone like him was in the hospital. Someone as healthy. They didn’t know — they couldn’t possibly know, how he’d laid on the surgery table, u

It wouldn’t matter, I would heal anyway. Throwing herself at me, I locked my arms around her chest. Her wolf thrashes around in my arms, her teeth trying to get ahold of my skin. Her attack goes on for hours until she finally lays down, watching me. Eventually her eyes drift shut and it’s only when she is fully asleep that her wolf fades, leaving her naked body on the floor. Moving her from the floor to the bed, her hand wraps around my arm, the tips of her fingers digging into my skin. Her fight with her addiction was only just beginning.