Novel Sagara Novels & Stories

The sarcasm in her tone didn't go unnoticed by Honey. Suddenly, all her gloominess was replaced with sheer rage. Her face contorted as she could feel her blood bubbling in her veins. Like a wounded tigress, she stalked towards her and glowered at her, "I didn't sign up for this. What the hell is even happening here? How can someone change my job without my permission? One day I am a receptionist other day I am a secretary. Is this the way things work here? The seniors just bark their orders without bothering to ask the employee's consent?" She growled, fed up with this nonsense.

Saga stumbled towards me and I picked her up just before she tripped over her own feet. “Daddy,” she said and took my hand. “Kiran,” Adara said and I looked down. There were green flames dancing between my hand and Saga’s. I looked down at them in wonder, this feeling was magnificent, the power that ran through me. I looked at Adara as Saga took my face in both her little hands and it went through me with a force. I was covered in blue flames and the memories spilled into my mind like a train rushing through it, emotions, history, pain, regret, love, hatred, everything coming back to me at once.

“But what do you want me to do?” What did I want him to do? Why did I come here? Suddenly, the master idea I looked forward to since all these while came back to my head, and now that it did, it was my turn to adjust on the couch. “I know what we should do.” “Tell me about it.” Again, I adjusted on the couch and let out. “You must know something about Sage - she's a Silver wolf. The special deadly wolf. It's been in her since birth but I got rid of it many months ago. Almost one year ago.”

The necklace could have been dragged further away before sinking, if it was ever to. A sharp uncomfortable noice suddenly pierced into his ear and Scott fell down, holding his ears. His brain then started vibrating and he felt and excruciating migraine. He could not stand it anymore. "Arthmata, Arthmata needs you..." a feminine whisper out of nowhere said. It was actually as if the woman or whoever it was was standing right next to him. "Who are you? Leave me alone!" Scott shouted. "Arthmata, Arthmata, Arthmataaaaa." the voice had now taken an agonizing tone.

He was fine for just a while ago, then what went wrong? my heart racing as Sage pleaded with me to leave. "Lyra, please; I don't want to hurt you. You have to go, now." But I couldn't move; I couldn't tear my eyes away from his desperate gaze. "Sage, what's happening to you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He growled, his eyes flashing with a feral light. "Just go, Lyra! Please!" But I stayed, my feet rooted to the spot, as Sage's body began to contort and shift. His eyes protruded, his nails lengthening into razor-sharp claws. I screamed as he pounced, pinning me to the ground with a snarl.

Aldo nodded at Eden, a silent promise of support and loyalty. As Eden held us close, I felt a sense of peace settle over me.Whatever the future held, I knew with us together, we could face anything. We had overcome curses that sought to break us, threats that aimed to tear us apart, betrayals that tested our trust, and a prophecy that hung over us like a dark cloud. Yet, here we stand, stronger than ever. I am Sara, the once cursed girl, sold to the Alpha King, a fate meant to bind me in darkness. He became my mate, my protector, and together we embarked on a journey of love.

KNIGHT POV I was buried under a stack of reports when a soft knock came at the door. I didn’t even glance up until a familiar scent drifted in, warm and delicate, cutting through the stale air of my office. Instinct pulled me to my feet before my mind caught up. In seconds, I was at the door, swinging it open. There Sage stood, this was the first time she had come to my office. A tray of food trembled slightly in her hands, steam curling around her wrists. Her eyes flickered from the tray to me, hesitant, as though unsure if she had overstepped.

It was a warm, sunny, and bright day, but it was also a slow one. Carol sat in the tiny bookshop in which she had gotten a job the very day she got here, waiting for customers to come in and fighting sleep. She was the only one in the shop, as the owner had dashed off to prepare for her birthday party, leaving Carol all alone in the shop.

POV of the mythical bird, associated with death and prophecies- I am Gamayun. Just a regular bird out in the sky of the mighty dragon realm. As I soared high in the sky, I could see the realm stretched out beneath me. Today, another Royal Dragon funeral was taking place, but it was not like any other I had seen before. The atmosphere was thick with grief and sadness, and even the clouds seemed to have turned a somber shade of grey. The air felt heavier around the palace as if it had covered itself with a cloak of sorrow.

Hello Wonderful Readers, Thank you for joining me on Sage and Alaric's journey! As always with my books, there will be ups and downs, bumps in the road, mysteries to be solved, plenty of spice, and a guaranteed HEA. Sage is a bit different from my other characters in that she's lived a very sheltered life and, apart from the cruelties she's suffered, is completely innocent. For that reason, her story will be more of a slower burn, but I promise to turn up the heat with no looking back when the time is right!