Caty Sage House Novels & Stories

We all walked inside and entered the living room together, it was extremely large, clean, my eyes shifted to the same white pale walls that I’ve always come to known since I been a child growing up in this house – it Has never changed over the years and no matter how many times I’ve been in this house – it was the same damn reaction, Same thought that screamed in the back of my mind - welcome to your new prison. – no doubt Gary must have wanted his members on pack duties to make them feel at home – A safe place they can call their own. Even when they faced the notion they wouldn’t survive outside their old pack – but For the ones who clung onto some kind hope no matter how small it was – it

: “So, so am I next, pl~ease I would like to go next. Hi, I'm Sunshine mister Naraja. I hope we get along all nice and dandy~.” Naraja felt two pokes come in from behind him and there he saw stood a little girl, Sunshine, looking no older, nor younger than 8 years old with two big 360-hoops in her hair fidgeting with the embroideries on her gothic long sleeve dress. Naraja took a closer examination of the dress and saw that it had a Victorian vintage tinge to it, but he had no idea as to how he knew that. Sunshine was an interesting girl, was what Naraja thought of, especially based off of her introduction a second ago, but even still with that one introduction that always shows a first-impr

“Traffic.” The woman gave him a look that clearly said she didn’t believe him, then stepped aside. “Come in.” Sage hesitated at the threshold. The woman noticed.“You’re safe here,” she said simply. Safe. The word felt foreign. Fragile. Sage stepped inside anyway. The house was warm, lit softly, filled with the quiet kind of comfort that didn’t demand attention. Nothing extravagant, nothing excessive,just, steady.Grounded. She barely had time to take it in before movement caught her eye.

Her smile widened as Alec and Kade stepped from the vehicle, “And then some.” “How is this possible?” I laughed, surprised but not offended when she pulled me in for a hug. Sage smelled of earth and petals, honey and herbs that clung to the thick strands of her hair. “I thought you and your son were hidden away in the forest.” “Oh, we were and damn happy there too.” Sage chuckled, “Your twins sent a few men to my door when things started going south. Nearly sent them packing until they mentioned a Luna Aurora. My instincts never failed me once, and they were telling me to pack up and leave. I miss my garden, but your mates here provided me with a suitable replacement. Even if the land’s fall

Younger, without scars and with a lucid look, but if she is not your mother, she is certainly your relative. The tears ran down Kat's face again, and her legs gave out. Micky and Alex have to support her. - Sorry for being direct. I haven't yet learned to be tactful. My name is Sage. Until yesterday, I was a spy for Alpha Thomas at the Council. Kat advances until she is in front of Sage. She holds out her hands and holds Sage's hands. Sege's hands were calloused and much larger than hers. Kat looked like a child holding her mother's hand.

Horizon Cole's Point of View: Sage told me that the lavish interior in their house was inspired by his Dad's favorite international architectures. The artwork hanging on the right corner of the wall was painted by his Mom. The built-in security features of their house gave a luxury touch to the entire house. Because of the modern look of the interior, it looked so spacious. Back then, we were always on their huge balcony that provide a surreal view of the surroundings. I was sitting on the couch and heard the footsteps of someone, for sure that was Sage. I was watching him walking in my direction and he was sitting beside me.