Wake Me Up And Save Me From The Dark Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I have to awaken that side of me, a dormant side I kept hidden for a long time." "Of course," I reply, taking a deep breath and preparing myself mentally. This is it – our stand against chaos and darkness. With our combined powers, and my ability to enhance them, there's hope for us yet. All we have to do now is believe in ourselves and fight. The dark creatures continue their assault on the light bubble, an unrelenting cacophony of snarls and roars filling my ears. I can feel their hatred and anger, as if they're a living, breathing storm battering our defenses.

It glimmers perfectly in the dark. “Get up, assholes! We found her!”

As my sight slowly turned black, the echo of my pack's howls helped ease my sadness until my consciousness faded away into nothing. I jerked awake, drenched in sweat. My motion caused the two men sleeping on both sides of me to stir.

He feels like falling, no, he is really falling. Chris extended his hand, trying to grab anything to save himself but all he could grasp is darkness. He anticipated death but he felt his back hit something soft instead. He opened his eyes, quickly got up and scanned the place. He is currently sitting on a king sized bed, in a room painted red and black. Sounds of laughter echoed the room, like two people are having the time of their lives. Chris tried searching for the source of the voice but failed, and also realized that the room has no doors or any way out.

I force my eyes wider, fighting the pull of darkness. "Get me... out." "You're safe." They don't understand. None of this is safe. I try to rip the mask away, but my arm won't rise. "Easy. Let the medication work." Helpless fury simmers beneath the fear as I stare into the blinding light. The moment I wake up, I'm leaving this place. Even if I have to crawl. The darkness takes me again. ... Nora's voice reaches me through the dark. "Mars..."

Came his deep voice just as the darkness finally consumed me and I slipped into unconsciousness

"Mobilize everyone! All our resources! Search for her! Veronica must still be alive!" He grabbed the divorce papers and shook them violently before clutching the bell tightly. "Turn Emaly upside down! No, turn the whole world upside down! No matter the cost, I will see her again!"

“We do what we always do. We try. We hope. We love. And we pray that is enough.” The rope pulled. Reality opened. We fell through back into our world. Back into Steele territory. Back into the place we protected. Sera caught us. Held us. “You are alive. You came back. What happened?” “We made a deal with darkness. We have one year to convince it that existence is worthwhile. One year to teach a fragment of the First Dark why life matters. One year to save everything.” I looked at the small fragment floating beside us. Glowing softly. Uncertain. New. “We have one year. And then the First Dark decides. Existence or erasure. Life or nothing. Everything depends on whether we can teach this small

“I need to wake up.” I desperately whisper into the dark before it swallows me.

he murmured. Sable thrashed inside me, but the drug was too strong. Too fast. “You’re coming home,” he said softly. “One way or another.” My last thought before the darkness took me was of Dorian. Of Kael’s golden eyes. Of the promise I saw in his fury. Please. Find me. Later. The darkness didn’t leave all at once. It peeled away in layers - shadows cracking into dim, flickering light. Pain throbbed behind my eyes like a war drum, slow and pulsing, and my tongue felt thick in my mouth. Dry. Bitter.