Saga 3 Novels & Stories

Her hair was a total mess this time around and she looked totally different from what she was the last time she woke from sleep. " Oh .. my.. goodness. ". She said and became more aware of the environment. Turning her neck in a bid to stretch her muscles, her eyes were greeted with three sets of eyes that were all looking at her. The way they looked, it was very obvious they had been staring for a very long time. " Are you alright?" The healer asked,breaking the silence and taking steps towards her. Sophia could not reply. She was still confused with the way the three of them were looking at her. Taking a glance at the way she dressed to see if there was something wrong, she returned her gaz

"Besides, someone might hear you. It's a shame it might get to Diego." "Chill, girl! That's just a theory." "So? All right, continue with your 'what if'." "Okay!" Stephen sighed and then propped both elbows on the table and lowered himself. "What if Diego pursues you? What about Third?" Shen's eyes narrowed at what her friend said. Then she didn't know whether to laugh or be irritated with him. "What kind of theory is that? And you're now mentioning someone who's not here." "That's why it's called a theory!" Stephen snapped. "You know what, sometimes you're really useless to talk to. But in fairness it looks like Third's gifts will be coming again." He even giggled while opening the chocolat

His life changes when he finds a mysterious silver coin on a lone walk home. And when it presumably saves him from the clutches of his usual bullies in school, he starts to suspect the coin is not as ordinary as he thought. But then people close to him start to get hurt and the coin starts to show a third sinister face that follows him into his dreams to haunt him and he finds out not all coins have just two faces . . .

Henry gazed at my belly, his voice quivering with disbelief. "You mean… Is this our baby?" I took his hand and placed it softly on my stomach. "Go on, say hi to the little one, daddy." Henry's tears came out of nowhere, catching me off guard. In the next instant, I was wrapped up in his arms again. "Selena, I'm so sorry for all the pain I've caused you. Can you ever forgive me?" Liam kept quiet when he learned about Henry and I patching things up. However, the following day, I discovered he had moved out of the apartment.

Sage needs to find him and ask him what he's doing back here in Bloodfang after five years. 30 minutes into the meal, Sage’s vision starts to feel heavy, the lights blur a little, and the laughter in the room sounds distant in his ears. He rubs his temple, trying to focus, but everything feels slow. “Are you alright, Luna?” one of the Betas asks quietly. Sage forces a small nod. “Just… a little tired. I should probably leave you to enjoy your meal. Hope you all have a great time in Bloodfang.” He pushes his chair back gently and rises to his feet.

he said, "I am booking flights now, can you be ready?" I looked at Sage who was listening and nodding, "We will be ready." "We?" "Sage is here," I said, "and she is coming with us." After hanging up I felt that familiar anxiety creep back in because flying to New York meant walking into Victoria's territory, meant facing whatever she had planned, meant the war Zayn had promised was about to actually start. "This is it then," Sage said, "more like a final confrontation." "It feels like it." "Good," she stood and started pulling out clothes from her suitcase, "because I’m tired of watching bad people win. It’s time Victoria learns what happens when she messes with the wrong couple."

“Running already? How disappointing. You have less than three hours, Mark. Confess everything — every dirty deal, every body we buried, every mafia connection — or watch your precious Sage fry in your place. The machine is linked to her vitals too now. Touch the wrong wire and she goes first.” Sage’s hand tightened on my shirt. “She’s bluffing.” “She’s not,” I said quietly. I knew Alice too well. She always built in secondary traps. I cupped Sage’s face with my bloody hand, forcing her to look at me. “Listen carefully. If it comes down to it — if there’s no other way — you run. You hear me? You run and you let Beth get you out.” Sage’s eyes flashed with pure defiance. “No. I’m not leaving yo

Saga was driving my car; I was curious—I’d never asked Saga in detail about Kaelith. “Saga, do you remember my business partner, Mr Kael Morveth?” Saga, who was driving, simply glanced at me through the wing mirror. “Yes, I remember, Miss.” “He has red hair like yours and beautiful hazel eyes, doesn’t he?” I asked again. Saga didn’t answer straight away; he seemed to be thinking. His silence made me suspect he knew something. “Saga?” The man startled slightly, then glanced back briefly. “No, Miss, he has black hair,” he replied, before refocusing on the driving.