Saga Graphic Novels & Stories

I begin, but Granger cuts me off. “What reason would the witches have to push anyone from this pack out of their territory? I thought the Rogueland packs were on good terms with the witches?” he asks. Rogueland, that’s a new term too. I categorize it in the mental sheet of notes I’ve started taking on this place and its people, building a mental map of the land, the allies, and enemies within it. “They’re nervous about something,” Sage says under her breath as she refills her glass of wine. Her eyes lift from the wine glass to meet mine.

she sneered, doing her hand the same way she has spelled Rug. “ No Lisa! I cannot allow you kill, Grey!” Sage appeared from no where confronting Lisa. Sage was a witch so it was possible to disappeared to this place. “ You promise not to touch Grey, now what are you doing? Are you breaking your promise to me now?” Sage stood in front of Lisa, face to face. “ Sage, what are you doing here?” Lisa sounded surprised. “ Are you going to tell me what to do now? You fool, you couldn’t kill Rug! If you killed him why is he here?” looks, Sage and Lisa were creating a fuss between them.

"I've created a disaster." "No," Sage said firmly, her hands still on his shoulders. "You've created an opportunity." All eyes turned to her, but she was focused on Liam, seeing past his exhaustion to the potential beneath. Her dragon consciousness recognised something in him she couldn’t quite place, but it was as if she had found something she didn’t know she was missing. "What kind of opportunity?" Marcus asked, his expression wary. Sage's copper hair was now definitely floating, defying gravity as her awakening accelerated. The golden traceries on her skin pulsed in time with Liam's shadow patterns, creating a visual harmony that reflected their deeper connection.

Kiran said. “Do I want to know?” James asked. “I don’t know, it might change how you feel right now,” Kiran said. “Is he in trouble?” James asked him. “He might be, I don’t know if he can handle it on his own,” Kiran said. “Tell me,” James said. “Saga made a deal with some dead girl to get revenge on those two boys that Levi shot. When Kai found out, he made another deal with her so that Saga wouldn’t have to do anything. She wanted them to pay so Kai enchanted them to confess,” Kiran said.

Why did they make such an assumption? Black Saga was a Predator from Asher City, as such the citizens knew who he was. He wasn’t any ordinary Predator; he was a powerful Tiger with a resounding reputation. As such the citizens were excited when they learnt that he would be leading a team in the Grand Tourney. To them, it was the right response from Asher City which had lost its crown to the reigning Champions, the Indigo Team. So when such a man stated that a Tiger Cub like Vital Orange had the capability to injure him, it was seen as humility, and it made the people love him even more. But now they realized that they were wrong. Black Saga wasn’t being humble, he was being downright sincere

Arriving at my apartment, I was already exhausted, Tanya had a way of draining me without actually trying. The dress that Sansa had picked out was a quite simple and beautiful, it had a note attached, “this was designed by one of your designers at the fashion house” Bridget Matthews

“They’re just pictures on a wall.” I pressed a hand to my chest, gasping dramatically. “You absolute heathen.” He smirked. “Oh, I’m sorry, my lady. I didn’t realize art was your lifeblood.” “It is,” I said, unfazed by his teasing. “Art is everywhere. It’s in the way we see the world, the way we express ourselves, the way we—” “Oh, look,” Sage interrupted, pointing ahead. “A circle.” I followed his gaze to a large canvas on the wall, where, as he had so eloquently put it, a single circle was painted in different shades of blue, red, and gold.

Sage arched their brow, watching me closely. Their eyes grew wider as I pulled the oversized shirt over my head and placed it in my lap. I know I’m not super muscular. I never was, but I’m lean-muscular. You can’t be an apex predator like a vampire and be a weakling. I’ve never had anyone complain about my physique. Based on Sage’s hungry gaze, they wouldn’t be the first. “Eclipse…” Sage blinked, stretching their hand toward the illustrative black wolf with purple eyes that made up my chest piece.

Sage said, now really only talking to her professor friend. "Go for it." he assured her in some unspoken question as Sage closed her eyes and ran her finger over the script on my ankle cuff as she spoke some language I had never heard before. Her spell didn't go unnoticed for long as I heard a roar from Drakos, and instantly, Britney, Dana, myself, and even Andy made movements of doubling over in pain. The burning in my chest was so intense. "He's countering the spell.' Sage said as she glowed now, and her eyes had changed to a purple colour before turning slightly black.

It would definitely explain Sage’s cold personality; but then why did Rebecca allude to their feelings being mutual? “Wait, something happened? What?” Creed shrugs. “We don’t know. He went into the forest for a picnic with his baby sister and when they returned, they were different. While Sage feels absolutely nothing, his sister cannot feel pain. No one, not even my mother, could figure out what happened.”