The Great Awakening Books Novels & Stories

The Almighty has a sick sense of humor sometimes. Nathanael remains in the shadows of the room for most of the night. He picks up nothing but the sounds of the girl's shallow breathing in this small room. The night outside is quiet as well. It's strange not to constantly hear a background chorus of worshipping music. The quiet is almost eerie. That's why, when the Secular girl turns her head and mutters something, he hears it. A strange word that shouldn't even be on her lips-a word that makes Nathanael furious and energized all at once. One word that will wake him up and put him on high alert. The only name that is dreaded above all others in the clouds of Heaven. Lucifer.

Kalev’s POV The main room cleared at midnight. Everyone went out to drink and gossip about the day’s events. I sent the night techs out by telling them I needed the floor. They went gratefully. Endrick and I were able to open the sealed records. He didn’t have the right key. Since the records hadn’t been opened In 60 years, he had to search his family’s vault for the key that would open them. I had no idea what was in those records, but I knew it had something to do with the flora wolf extinction.

No, the was only the soft breathing of deep sleep from upstairs and the shallow gasps of our housekeeper weeping silently-she must be getting soft in her old age-and the slow swing of something heavy through the air. Swish. Swish. Had someone left a window open, it was coming from our small library, my favourite room in the whole house. Or maybe father had finally managed to fix the grandfather clock that had been sitting in the room for as long as I can remember. I decided on see the library one last time before the slaughter continued. Perhaps I’d even keep my favourite book of poems, a reminder of where I’d come from and what had been done to me by the people I thought I could trust, by t

Chapter 23: The Truth about Him Faith’s P.O.V “Here you go,” David pointed out to the isle that had all the books related to disaster management. “Try the books written by Heather Shaw and Kane Westwick, so far they are the most helpful ones you’ll find on the subject.” “Thank you so much, David,” I told him gratefully. “I’d be totally lost if you didn’t help me out here. This place is massive!”

Even though it makes sense with how she says it, it doesn’t dispel my reluctance. “Right.” “And Eden won’t be consumed by the spell or the blood magic anymore? The ferals will be disconnected?” My mother still has her doubts as Leyanne pulls out a book and flicks through to a worn, torn page that was once soaked, so the ancient ink has run and smeared. It’s still readable, though. It looks like a nothing page of notes, not the forbidden magic she told me never to use.

Maybe I was going to hell after all. The world collapsed into a swirl of shadows and silence, then I was nothing. Yet I was everything. I was neither here nor there. And yet, the fire inside me burned brighter than it ever had in life. I didn’t know if I would wake again. I didn’t know if I would see the sun, or water, or breathe in fresh air again. But one thing I knew: they had awakened something in me. Something fierce. Something immortal. Something that refused to be forgotten. Something that refused to die.

“Eden, are you sure?” “Yes,” I said confidently. Zane had told me so, and if anyone could sense my wolf, it would be the Lycan King. Plus I’ve heard of her. That ethereal voice in my head, calling to me. I know she’s there. I couldn’t tell my grandfather any of this, though. I was trying to keep things on the down low when it came to Zane. “What are you saying, Eden?” he asked. “I will awaken her. I just need time,” I replied.

Hey people, thank you for continuing to read up until now and I know you are all expecting an update. Unfortunately there has been an unexpected death in the family that has shocked everyone but most of all myself and as a result I just need to to take a break, to clear my head. I hope that you all understand and I will get back to it as soon as I can, updates will be on my F* author page. Or please feel free to check out my other books while you wait. Thank you. Take care Taylor West

Blood Awakening Chapter 14: Sweet spot Morning came in just a snap of fingers. Maridelle woke up with a pair of warm arms around her waist. She checked who it was just to find Lachlan cuddling her. Immediately, she checked if he got some clothes on. Maridelle cannot bear the thought of him sleeping beside her naked. For a moment, hot blood pooled on her cheeks. Slowly, with courage, she took peek under the blanket. It's a relief to see that he is wearing clothes. The landlady must have left it outside their room for him.

I flipped mine over and stared at the spine, turning the book at different angles until I noticed a slight shimmer on the spine. My heart jolted. This can't be. I opened the book to the first blank page. My breathing became loud in my ears as I swallowed hard. I snapped my fingers and a black flame appeared on my fingertip. I placed it against the page. My heart stopped beating as I watched words suddenly appear. ~~ To my dearest Taitan, I'll be in touch...