Mata Sage Mode Novels & Stories

She questioned every one of them. "And secondly, it was insensitive of you all to surround my mother as such. She is in a weak and vulnerable state. Her husband is fighting for his life. Would she ever be in a state to answer your questions? Suppose, someone does this to you when your partner is in that state. Moreover, my mother isn't even involved in politics. How would she know stuff?" She spoke in a frustrated tone. Everyone in the conference room went silent and looked towards the ground as a gesture of apology. Miral noticed that and calmly nodded.

When Jace is done tying me up links some sick BDSM play thing he looks down and smiles creepily at me. “If you don’t want me, then I’ll have to take you.” My eyes widen in fear. “Mfffffff! Gggggfffffff!” I twist and turn, willing for my mate to come save me. My mind link wasn’t working so I only pray that Caine finds me now.

It wasn’t hard to know that someone strange was happening, especially not if you’d been in this pack for any reasonable amount of time. Everything looked normal on the surface but this was actually an enchanted pack, and by all means, Selene should not have been able to find her way here even if she was standing right at the edge of it. I had found out one day, when I felt the presence of rogues on the pack outskirts and tried to fight them. Mateo had appeared behind me from nowhere to tell me that I could only see them, they couldn’t see me, and true to his words, they had trotted right past us, even though we were right in front of them.

To hold her there. Sage rewarded the grip by flicking the underside of Mara’s clit with quick, merciless strokes of her tongue. Mara’s thighs trembled. A tiny, involuntary whimper escaped before she could swallow it. The boy to her left—headphones on, scribbling furiously—didn’t notice. The girl to her right was asleep, cheek on her folded arms. Sage slid one finger inside—slow, curling immediately against the front wall. Mara’s inner muscles clenched around the intrusion. Sage added a second finger, pumped once, twice, then scissored gently while her mouth stayed latched on Mara’s clit.

Sage continued. "You are my blood. You may not harness the powers that Rosella has but you are my blood. You can help to save the world." "You're nothing but a liar," Maika blurted out. "And a bad mum!" "A bad mother, I accept," Sage replied. "But a liar, that I am not. Soon, you would have all the answers you seek. Make sure you use it well." Maika turned around and started towards where she thought the door would be. Her mind was racing with thoughts. She had had enough of her dead mother's lies. She wondered how Sage had managed to get into her dreams. She desperately needed a way out.

Sage strode in, balancing a box of pastries against her hip. “Delivery for the queen of caffeine,” Sage announced, setting the box on the counter. Maya raised an eyebrow. “Did you seriously buy pastries from another bakery?” “I thought it might inspire some healthy competition,” Sage said, smirking. “Plus, I may have bribed your barista to share a recipe or two.” “You’re lucky I like you,” Maya said, shaking her head. Sage leaned against the counter, her gaze bouncing between Maya and Damian. “So, what’s next for you two? Taking over the world? Or maybe just a long-overdue honeymoon?”

The nouns floating weightlessly in the space, sharp and heavy as a scalpel. Aurora’s brows furrowed. "Mate with my mate? I have no mate," she declared stiffly as she got to her feet. Her gaze was steady, yet her heart drummed in her chest. "You’re mistaken, witch. If you’re talking about Sage, he’s not my mate. He’s just—"

sage tells me in a voice I didn't recognize Her voice was laced with fear and her hands trembled "What do you mean, why should i?" I ask "Because she's a witch" sage answers Everyone in the room gasps in surprise including me but I still held her securely. "So what if she's a witch your one too" I say confused "It's not just about her being a witch she's different from me and other witches you know" "How so?" Mom asks "She's a sifer witch" Sage answers "What does that mean?" Brandon asks

Hugging my knees, I sat close and whispered, “Ria wants to sell me to King Marcus. She doesn’t want me to be with my true mate chosen by the Moon Goddess. She’s planning to have rogues block my path so Marcus will reject me too.” Henry’s face went pale. His voice was low, almost trembling. “What? Eila, he’ll never take you as his mate. He’s still waiting for his true Luna. Until then… he’ll use you. Just use you. You need to get to the woods. Now. Shift under the moon. Only then we’ll see if you meet your real mate or what fate has planned.”

Sage said while standing behind me, breathing down my neck. "What do you want, Sage?" I asked hesitantly. "Didn't I tell you no friends and definitely no dates?!" Sage said, questioning me. "Fuck off, turd. I am sick of your stupid mind games, so go and fuck your mate," I said, seeing red. "Yes, way to go, girl," I whispered out. "What, you think Vanessa is my mate? Yeah, right!" Sage said, shocked. I turned away, so he didn't see the hopeful look in my eyes.