Rwby Sage Novels & Stories

Her eyes darted to the tall figure who had just entered the classroom, followed by his friends. Sage Windsor, the most popular guy in school, and for good reason. At just seventeen, Sage was already an international model. His father was a renowned TV producer, and his mother was a star of French television. With his good looks and influential background, his career was set. Despite his fame, Sage was humble and polite—a white moonlight in the hearts of many.

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.

She surely would have filed her claws down to bloody nubs by now. Sage continued on. She whimpered as she slowed to a walk. She wanted to continue faster, but her body was starting to refuse her. Her legs trembled with exhaustion as she rounded a curve in the road and caught sight of an old barn ahead on the right side of the road. She flopped down thoroughly exhausted and fought to catch her breath. Sage was struggling to stay awake so Wren took pity and came forward. They immediately shifted as Sage was eager to retreat quickly to rest. Wren stood up and looked down at herself. She was impressed, the cloak was there, just as Abrielle had told her it would be.

He tried to tap the books in front of him to stop his emotions, he is fluttered again. "C-Clark, did you saw that? You touched the book. Ben! He touched the book. Do it again, Clark. Do it again.'' Sashi said with so much excitement. Ben looked back to her when he heard Sashi scream. He thought there is something wrong so he came back.. "Do it again Clark." Sashi said and when Clark tried to lift the notebook, Ben saw it on his two eyes. It moves. "Damn, you did it." Sashi said with so much happiness.

"This is such a beautiful place Todd." Emily said as she jumped to reach for a low-hanging branch from one of the many trees that surrounded her and her brother. As she grabbed the branch, the shadow it cast disturbed the last rays of sunshine that surrounded them and the world seemed to momentarily flicker in between twilight and night. She looked towards her twin brother to see his forehead wrinkle in confusion. "It's so weird isn't it?" he asked as he ran his fingers through his curly hair that had the same texture and reddish tint to it as hers did. "This place is so magical and yet nobody ever comes in here." "Yes it is weird" she said as she continued to study her brothers' face. It wa

It wouldn’t hold long but it gave them seconds. Beth was shifting, her wolf breaking through. “I can fight.” “You are injured. You will slow me down.” Sage looked around the room for medical supplies in cabinets. A window too small to escape through. “Stay here. Protect the others in the back room if they get past me.” “Sage…” But Sage was already shifting fully. Her white wolf with black lightning markings. She burst out of the exam room before the hunters could break down the door. Caught them by surprise.

“You have been here all day and almost all night, Theo needs you, and you need some rest baby.” “I can stay,” Sage insists. “Andre can go.” Rosa shakes her head. “No. I want him to take you.” Something passes between the two of them, silent and loaded. Sage exhales, defeated. “Fine. But I will be back first thing tomorrow.” “I will be right here,” Rosa says, reaching for her hand. “Go.” Sage leans down and kisses her forehead, then straightens. She doesn’t look at me as she heads for the door.

I nodded, still trying to get out of Xanders grip. "From now on, you will stay In my room, Is that understood?". Xanders tone was stern. My voice caught in my throat. Did he expect me to stay here?. "He's up to something, Brinley. Be careful." Sage warns. I frowned. "Okay, but what do you think he is up to?". I ask. Sage shakes her head. "I'm not sure, but I don't like It; just keep your eyes open," Sage said before she retreated to the back of my mind.

Why does he feel kindred to this man? Sage took one step towards Tomas and fell on the moist ground, trembling, not controlling his mind or body. He suddenly took on a pale look, as if he'd been painted with whitewash—even his lips were barely there. Then, with one step backward, he crumpled like a puppet suddenly released from its strings. "Bring me to the cottage." Sage whispered, and he succumbed to his oblivion. Raymond and Eve scampered around and carried Sage's unconscious body with Tomas in tow.