Novels by Sage Annes

OhMyGod.This can’t be happening.There’s no way a complete stranger was kissing me and I was allowing it.I raised my hands, meaning to push him away. I swear I had every intention of pushing him away, but then parted my lips with his tongue and I lost every single resilience in my body.His tongue was cold - I observed as I sucked on it slowly. And tasted like Applesauce.My hands, which were supposed to push him away, found the knot of his tie instead, and in the next second I was using the knot as a handle, pulling him closer with equal, desperate intensity.I moaned, a low sound swallowed by his mouth, my fingers digging into the crisp linen of his shirt.He broke the rhythm only to bite my lower lip, and the immediate sting shot a white-hot current that made my muscles clench and sent a dizzying pulse straight down my core.Fuck.I leaned closer, fighting for air, stroking his tongue with mine, tasting, sucking, grabbing everything my hand could find—the hard plane of his ches

“I’ll find a way to speak to her before the week ends and get back to you, Kamari.”Alarion had promised before ending the call.The moment his holographic face flickered out of existence I released a sigh of relief. I had begged him not to ask any questions about the information I gave him, and thankfully he listened and respected that wish.Now I guess I just had to wait to see what my auntie dearest would have to say.But I’ll be damned if I had my hopes up. I had no hopes but I had to ensure some options were exhausted before I submit to death.I collapsed into the bed, closing my eyes shut as I made myself imagine what my aunt’s response would probably be. Or at least how she would feel over the matter.Glad, I’m sure.At least something else would do the job of getting rid of me for her.Hell - she might even have a good laugh at the irony of the whole situation when she gets the full details.When she realizes that the same powers I harbored, which had killed her sister - was e

“Brief me. How’s it going?”I tip-toed to the bedroom door and checked the locks twice before returning to perch on the edge of the bed.My communication chip was projecting Alarion’s face into the dim room and he looked expectant.“I don’t report to you, Alarion.” I said coolly, keeping my voice low “I do not have to.”His nostrils flared sharply as he leaned forward, visibly frustrated “Cut the bullshit, Kamari. You are being dramatic, and frankly, at this point it’s becoming childish. Your son’s life is on the line so this isn’t the time for your pride and stubborn theatrics.”“Listen to…”“No, YOU listen to me!” His voice rise sharply, “I get you are angry but you have to calm the fuck down and think strategically for once.”I blinked, genuinely taken aback.In the fifteen years I’d known Alarion, I’d never—not once—heard him lose his composure like this. The man was carved from ice and calculation. Seeing him visibly rattled was… unusual to say the least..What the hell had crawl

“Are you going to keep standing there like a braindead idiot, or will you drag your worthless ass into the kitchen and prepare dinner for Sage?”“Uhm…”“Move, Kamari!” Daniel’s voice rose to a roar that echoed through the house. “Don’t embarrass me in front of my guest. Christ, it wouldn’t kill you to not be so fucking stupid for once in your pathetic life. Your presence, your breathing, every goddamn thing about you makes my skin crawl. So do us both a favor and get the hell out of my sight.”“Of course, Daniel. I’m sorry.”The words were barely audible.I had to physically bite down on my tongue to keep from screaming.Crouched in the narrow space between the wall and an antique cabinet, I watched my alternate self—me, but not me—scurry toward the kitchen like a beaten dog.Her shoulders were hunched, her movements quick and jerky, designed to make herself as small and unnoticeable as possible.No protest. No fight. No spark of defiance.Just… obedience.My stomach turned violently,

My boss is a fucking douchebag.There.I said it.I said it in my mind.And I kept repeating it like a mantra in ‘my mind’ as I stormed through the sterile hallways leading to Alarion’s doorstep.This dude better have a good reason for interrupting my retirement celebration.My fists were clenched so tight my nails bit into my palms, almost drawing blood.I needed the pain to ground me before I actually followed through on my fantasy of rearranging someone’s face.The moment I reached his office door, I forced myself to pause, and took a deep breath.Deep breath in, Kamari.Hold.Release.That didn’t do anything to calm my racing pulse, but at least I could think straight enough not to commit murder—yet.With a final breath, I shoved the door open without knocking, a gesture that I knew would annoy Alarion. And I resisted the urge to smile in satisfaction as his jaw tightened sharply.She fucking scores.He sat behind his massive oak desk like some kind of king, his old face blank, be