Dark Sage Novels & Stories

Sage The power burns through me like liquid starfire, scouring everything in its path. Where my light touches the mutant wolves, they don't just die - they disintegrate, corrupted flesh turning to ash that scatters on the wind. Their unnatural screams cut off abruptly as the wave of power rolls across the battlefield, leaving only silence in its wake.

The witch seemed to have the ability to see right through someone down to their darkest secrets. Standing in front of the witches it was hard to believe they were related. Ursula was clean cut with sharp edges and a clinical air about her despite the energy that hummed under her skin. Dagmar on the other hand was gnarled and weathered like a giant redwood and equally imposing. Chloe couldn't help but wonder if the witch had been similar to Ursula in her younger days and it was simply time that had left Dagmar as cynical as she was wise. Or perhaps Dagmar had always been like this…

<★★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★★> Damon stood in the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the remnants of his brother’s life that had been left untouched since the day of his death. The air was heavy with the scent of old wood and dust, a somber reminder of the time that had passed. This room, once vibrant with the energy of his brother, was now a mausoleum, filled with memories too painful to revisit. Damon had avoided this place for so long, unable to face the reality of his brother's absence. But today, something had drawn him in, a need to connect with the person he had lost so tragically.

Before the speaker could even lift his staff, two massive warriors clad in the coal-black armor of the northern vanguard materialized from the shadows of the platform, locking their iron gauntlets around Tahlia’s shoulders and dragging his thrashing frame toward the backstage arches. My inner wolf tilted its head in silent calculation; I hadn't brought a singular blade or guard on this return transit from the Ashgrove Wildlands. A split second later, the heavy scent of burning pine and winter frost flooded my senses as a towering, broad-shouldered warrior cut through the remaining council elders. David Duskbane. His razor-edged, chiseled face carried the cold, lethal gravity of a warlord who

I'm not crazy about everyone knowing about my powers, but I know that any ally of our pack is safe. Saige is going crazy in my head when I start smelling the most delicious smell. It smells like sandalwood and mint. I was lost in that scent when the most beautiful dragon I have ever seen lands in our wood line, lets off two children, and after getting dressed, he approaches us. The man is an Adonis! He has jet-black hair, the most gorgeous emerald green eyes I have ever seen, and he towers over me! The man must be close to seven feet tall! He's tall enough and wide enough to wrap himself around me at least a couple times. Saige keeps yelling, "MATE! MATE! Move closer to mate!" I argue, "I ca

He needs to give me a report as his Alpha. “ Hey there…” Daisie paused as she waited for Sage to look at her, Lolchan was wincing in pain, it was evident in his amber eyes. “ Do you remember me?” Sage flashed a gaze I couldn’t explain in words at Daisie. “ The healer..” Daisie responded, and from the corner of my eyes I was smiling she doesn’t show any sign of fear, she was open to knowing things around, or perhaps because I told her this place is not as it is. Yeah Daisie was quite clever and her moves made me say so.

Alisa, who had just gotten back up, was immediately speechless seeing her senior launching a series of attacks with agility. "Sis Sophie." SWINGG SWINGG SWING The continuous light slash attacks made Penny even more desperate. She jumped back to launch a stronger counterattack. "Don't think you can take me down, Sophie Alkatiri!!" Penny pointed both hands at Sophie and cast an incantation. “Morkepiskia Dragau!!” WHOOSHH GROOAHHH Penny created a dark dragon large enough with a strong density of occult particles to defeat Sophie. She thought that the girl could not cut her with her light magic. But it turned out to be wrong.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

Christian tried to touch the dark smoke and concluded that what Lorey said is a scam “Liar!” Her eyes grew big and anger filled her eyes “stupid boy, who the hell told you to touch the bloody smoke?! You don’t even know how to convert your energy to *mojo! Stupid little thing” (mojo can be mana in other words or chakra) Lorey continued arguing with Christian while Lina is already struggling Am I going to die again? Will I go back in time if I die… what the heck, I just got this life and I will die again?!

She quickly skimmed over them before turning her blank stare back to the man in front of her. "Jared Knight, 26 years old, born and raised in the area, joined Golden Ridge at the tender age of 16 after your dear older brother joined." Summer began reciting what she had just read. "Golden Ridge is well aware to stay away from La Fiet given this is The Dragon Guards turf, so please enlighten me, why are you here?" "For fun." Jared snapped spitting out a mouthful of blood. Stepping forward Summer remained silent as this time she clamped her plyers on Jared's pointer finger.