Novel & Cerita The Great Awakening Books

They also prepared two safety nets for me. One of the safety nets was turning the Perkins' family business into an independently operating "machine". If I wanted to, I could one day reclaim the "key" that awakened the machine from someone. That someone wasn't Stanley. Mom and Grandma always valued people over feelings, never placing faith in love itself. After much thought, my grandmother thought of a young man. That was Jason.

Chapter 67 Noah was beginning to regret coming back to the public eye. He was getting less sleep everyday with the way the people suddenly liked to wake up at the ass crack of dawn. Bloody hypocrites, they never started their day so early back then. He supposed it had something to do with the moon goddess’ annoying daughter and the way she was always up before the sun to ask him to do something utterly stupid. Like right now. She was standing at his door at ten in the morning, why?

So for me to feel this way about a guy is hard enough, but a guy that’s not my race is worse; he will die before me, and I will feel that pain tenfold, but if he doesn’t feel the same for me, if we do not get our time together, then I will be doomed to a life of misery. I decided to change out of the clothes that I had picked that morning, even though it felt like days ago. I reached for my plain old black jogging bottoms, a simple white sleeveless top and the old grey hoody Michael had given me one year when it was freezing. Snuggling down, I chose to read to pass the time. The Werewolves library was extensive, and I had only made a small dent in its vast shelves of books. Reaching out my h

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

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?

The air in the room grew heavy, charged with a static that made the hair on my arms stand up. “Caska?” It was Kai’s voice, deep, resonant, and laced with a rare note of alarm. My eyes followed the crowd’s gaze to the center of the hall. The Seer, Caska, stood frozen. She was the pack’s shield, a woman of terrifying, mysterious power. Usually, she was the picture of composure, but now her eyes had rolled back, showing nothing but a blinding, milky white. A cold shiver raced down my spine. Something inside me, something ancient and dormant, stirred in response to her trance. I felt a pull in my gut, a golden tether tightening. I didn’t like the eerie feeling.

Brett’s gut was so twisted that he could barely make the shift with ease. It had been a long time since he’d sensed a newly awakened curse in the area. This was the first time that he’d picked up on one who was in need of help. What kind of help remained to be seen. He suspected it was big though, since his gut was rarely wrong.

Through workshops, retreats, and gatherings, she shared the wisdom she had gleaned from her own journey, offering a guiding hand to those who sought to awaken the dormant divinity within themselves. In Chapter Eleven, the awakening of Rita's spirit became a catalyst for profound transformation—not just within her own being, but within the hearts and souls of all who crossed her path. She became a guardian of sacred knowledge, a custodian of ancient wisdom, and a living testament to the boundless potential that lay within every individual.

She said pulling down a large dusty book from behind her, blowing the dust in my direction, smirking her old wrinkled face. I coughed waving my hand around to get the dust to go away making her smirk. “Hold on you said 4, what do you mean there’s one even more powerful than an elite? Iv never heard of that before.” I said suspicious of her. Right in that moment my phone began to ring but I didn’t look to see as I was curious of this strong powerful witch. “In our old gremwars, there are story’s that had been passed down to us taking of a powerful witch that would come one day and save us all from evil.”

My voice was steadier than I felt, pushing aside my fear. "Of course. She uses a pen name—Thea Blackwood," Declan responded, noting the wince I tried to hide. "You'd know her as the author of Forbidden Desires. The title hit me like a bell ringing in the distance. "The romance novel?" It seemed silly, too fanciful for the serious matters that occupied my life and powers. But I couldn't ignore its underlying currents of magic, elements, and foretelling; they had revealed truths between the lines, whispering insistently like rippling water.