Novel & Cerita Reyna X Sage

Vanya sniffled and began to cry on her mother’s frail shoulder, “If I told you about this, you’ll be against it. I’m really sorry, Mom…” ‌ “Shhh… it’s okay, sweetheart,” responded Henriella without any judgment. She lifted Vanya’s teary face up facing her and said, “I don’t blame you for having such a bad sentiment toward the person who made your Dad suffer, but revenge is not the way. You know, two wrongs don’t make a right, remember?” ‌ “I regret what I did, Mom…” sobbed Vanya. “I’ll make it right by giving the money I get from selling the important document back to Kevin.”

Sage laughed softly, her voice carrying across the café like a melody. Vivian froze, her coffee forgotten. Her eyes narrowed, her heart pounding. Sage looked… happy. Free. Unburdened. The sight was a dagger, and so her mind spiraled. Sage wasn’t supposed to be here, wasn’t supposed to be smiling, wasn’t supposed to be moving on. She was supposed to be broken, isolated, erased. That was the plan. That was the point of everything—the DNA swap, the manipulation, the lies. She didn’t want Sage to have a single happiness.

I'm actually terrified. "I want space, Anastacia—" "A f*cking what, Reina?" she asked. Her face intentionally turns radiant ruddy as a result of such a lot of disturbance. Better believe it, right. The most outlandish companion of mine—Anastacia Nicole Cuerva. "Are you f*cking nuts?" she shouted as she looked at me, irritated. "You needed to go see him, and presently you will behave that way? What is your take of what both of you did? A f*cking game?" she put in while both of her hands went up to her midsection.

There was no mistaking it: he was staring at her when he said it. Scarlet’s heart raced. She glanced over at Maria, wondering if she’d seen it. Luckily, Maria, nervous, had her head buried in her book, looking down, too nervous to look up at Sage. She hadn’t seen it. But Scarlet had. Sage was reading his lines to her. Scarlet. “Saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss,” Scarlet read. She couldn’t help it: as she read the lines, she found herself looking back at Sage, reading them to him.

“I am behaving. If I wasn’t, my hand would already be inside you.” She exhaled through her nose and reached for her glass. Across the table Priya was talking about a trip to Lisbon. Maya nodded at the right moments. Under the table Cass’s fingers found the edge of her underwear, tugged it aside, and stroked once through the slick heat he had put there. Her thighs tensed. He made a low sound of approval that only she could hear.

As if every movement was a step towards rewriting the narrative of her cravings. As the night unfolded, their bodies became entangled in a dance of eros and rage, each beating a declaration of their implicit pact for revenge. Lena resigned to the primal energy that pulsed between them, finding comfort in the clutter and redemption amid madness. In that transient moment of contact, Lena yielded herself to the sensation of being entirely taken possession of by a man who knew nothing of her past but everything about setting fire to her present appetites. It was a night of estimation, a transformative trip towards reclaiming her strength and adopting the fiery resolve that burned within her.

I bend down her level and smiled at her, “hi baby.” She blushed and gave me a rose that was hid behind her back, “Aww... thank you. What is your name?” I kissed her cheek and she shyly hugged me. “Rhea. But the flower is not from me.” I looked at her confused. “Then who?” she pointed outside to a man standing near a bike. He looked around my age and he looked handsome in his mauve shirt and pants. He gave me a wink making me blush and called me over. I hesitated for a minute and looked at the others who were busy with different chocolates, my eyes stopped for a second on Sean who was not even looking at me.

Sage screamed and ran toward him. Grey jumped from the balcony, he shifted mid-air and landed beside Kade’s fallen form. Sage got there first. She stood over Kade’s body. Her white wolf snarling at Grey’s brown one. They circled. Grey was bigger, older, more experienced but Sage was protecting her mate, her unborn child’s father. Grey lunged, Sage dodged. She countered with claws across his face. He roared and came at her harder. Got his jaws around her leg and bit down.

" I immediately understood what she was doing. In my past life, she had set up the same scenario and invited me to Natalie's birthday party. At first, I genuinely believed that it would boost Wyatt's business, so I was thrilled. When I heard that the guest list included high-society individuals, I was deeply moved and convinced that Clara genuinely cared about me. But after stepping foot into the birthday party, I noticed that something was off. As soon as Wyatt entered the ballroom, a group of men dragged him away for drinks until he was completely wasted. I was never much of a drinker myself. After just a glass of red wine, I collapsed, drunk, and had no idea that my drink was spiked. They

Both Saga and Reena knew that their relationship was strictly professional making them far from friends or even acquaintance, as they barely talk to each other unless it was her telling him what his job was —like she just did earlier or the time when she was harassing him about Danny's whereabouts —like what happened this morning. Other than that they barely talk. But then again she was never nervous about a client before, it was all new to Saga. And she didn't even tease Danny before she told him what to do. Saga gave her a genuine smile and it makes Reena appreciate how Saga was kind enough to make her feel less worried and that made her return his smile. "Thanks, Gael. Alright I gotta go.