Woken Up Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

As for me… 'Woke up when the world ends' that is what I wanted it to be. -Ethan Shujinko

It seems like the medicine already taken off its effect. “Look who is awake, my sweet little Angel..”

" he said. And so I dragged my battered body back home. After what seemed like forever, I arrived at the front door, which I wouldn't open no matter what I tried. When the alarm blared loudly, Elise strutted over and opened the door, her head held high. She said, covering her mouth in a mockery of an apologetic expression, "Oh, it's you, Shana. I'm sorry. I couldn't remember the complicated passcode, so Harold changed it into something simpler." I nodded expressionlessly instead of breaking down like she'd wanted, so she pouted in disappointment. Harold, on the other hand, was satisfied with my reaction—he probably assumed that I'd taken his words to heart. He picked a fallen leaf from my ha

POV Richard I woke up without waiting for the chimes of six o'clock in the morning, and without a doubt, there is no better alarm clock than the euphoria of a new day when the dream is close to becoming reality. It gets us in higher spirits than drinking a whole barrel of wine and sets us running just as if we were going to see the results of an important bet.

She had scrubbed it clean that morning, telling herself it was nothing, telling herself she imagined the warmth, the glow, the way it had shifted under her finger. But now there was something new. A single word, etched into the laminate as if burned there. WAKE UP. Luan touched the letters. They were warm. Her fingertip came away clean, but the word remained. She stared at it for a long time. Then she heard it. A howl. Distant, coming from the woods behind campus. Not a dog. Not a coyote. Something larger. Something that made the hair on her arms stand up and the thing behind her ribs lift its head and answer.

My best friend. “I asked you a question, Melanie. Have you already forgotten?” I mocked pushing off the bloody bed.

I wonder if all rogues act like they're a little wrong in the head. Our attention snapped back on the front when someone harrumphed. Almost all the girls groaned, and almost all the boys lean in attention. "Greetings! I'm Felicia Filicitus Faulkner, I'm 14 years old, a beautiful gray wolf and I'm from the Southwoods!" She started tinkering with her long hair. "I'd love to be friends with all of you, you should feel honored, I mean this is an invitation from someone who is the strongest candidate to become Luna!"

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.

Millan I woke up early the next morning with my mum to pack up, the both of us were the only ones packing cause we wanted Moon to rest and sleep very well after so much practice, the championship already ended and we just wanted him to rest and have fun. Two hours later we were done packing so I decided to wake Moon up so he could get ready. I got to his room to wake him up only to see him awake saying his morning prayer, so I left knowing that he's going to take his bath after prayer and then come downstairs to come join us for breakfast.

His hand brushed against me, but I gently moved it away. "You're tired. Just sleep," I muttered. ... I woke up early the next morning, picking out a casual T-shirt, a denim skirt, and white sneakers. I tied my hair into a bun and did my makeup. In the mirror, I looked like an energetic young girl with fair skin, a slender figure, and bright eyes. Derrick, on the other hand, was still recovering from a hangover. His eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles underneath. Luckily, his features were decent, and he wasn't that old. Once he put on the white T-shirt, knee-length denim shorts, and white sneakers I'd prepared for him, he looked livelier.