Saga The Youngin Novels & Stories

Honestly I didn't believe myself either. "Listen," Sage said. "I have a project starting next month in Milan. A tech startup. I need someone to build the whole data team. Someone I trust." She paused. "Come with me. Build something that's completely yours." It sounded good. Really good. A way out of all this mess. But I didn't answer yet. Someone knocked on the door again. I opened it. Zayn stood there. His shirt looked perfect. Hair neat. He looked put together like nothing bothered him. But his eyes looked tired. Like he hadn't slept either.

Her green eyes still wet from her tears but she no longer sobbing like earlier. Zachary looked at the old woman and sighed. He tolerate many things today. It’s not like him at all. He put her down to her feet, “I’ll wait for you in the car. My men are still around. And If they saw you act suspiciously, they have my full permission to kill every single person in this place. Deal?” Elena looked at him wide-eye, but she nodded anyway. ….…….. “Just what is happening between you and Young master Zachary Dawson?”

It had the mark of stress all over it. " Sophia. Sophia, what is going on with you?" In the thoughts of Sophia, the words of the healer could go through. She could hear her but she was not there. Right in her memory, the shards were making waves again. This time, she could see a small version of her. Small but not so small. She had barely turned eleven years of age and was walking to the attic where she always didn't her time in the red moon pack. As a young girl of that age, she could not say who her parents were. She had no idea what her surname was. All she knew was that she was a member of such a pack where her relevance never mattered well. She was only necessary when it was time to do

Congratulations dude. Saga said the moment they step out of their father's room. Why are you congrating me? Cross asked We'll have you forgotten. You will soon be in control as the Lycan that you are. Saga said Ohh really now it's me now? Cross asked Okay fine! We will soon be in control as the Lycan that we are. Saga said, correcting his past statement. I don't think you should celebrate yet. Cross said But why? Saga asked

Growing up and training with Naya for over ten years reminded Sage how easily Naya became defensive when others touched her. “We’re near a border,” Sage said. “You’ve been unconscious since yesterday. I got the poison out so you don’t have to worry.” An excruciating pain shot through Naya’s leg. She glanced down. Sure enough, her leg barely made it intact. She looked at Sage and finally realized Sage was wearing an unusual clothing. “Someone gave this,” Sage said. Then she moved closer and said in a low voice, “It’s a small pack called the Onyx Pack. They only have ten members.”

Xavier I was infuriated by her actions, my frustration rising as I watched her casually dismiss Sage’s apology. The air felt tense and heavy, the room filled with the sound of our heated argument. The scent of frustration and misunderstanding lingered in the air, adding to the growing tension. Renna, as the Luna of our pack, should know better. I longed for her to see beyond her constant suspicion, to realise that Saga was nothing more than a dear friend to me. If only she could truly understand.

“My mother is dying. I urgently need 500,000 dollars for the surgery. Use the money I gave you before to help me. “Sell the bags if you have to, they’re worth a lot. Once I get back on my feet, I’ll repay you double!” “Are you insane?” Marisol shook off his hand as if it were something filthy, her gaze cold and cutting. “That money was given to me voluntarily—why should I give it back? That’s compensation for my youth! “Besides, don’t dream about it—can you even pay me back? You’re nothing but a deadbeat now! Everyone online knows you’re a scumbag!” “You said you love me! You said if you had met me earlier, none of this would have mattered! You said you would stay with me forever!” Lucian sh

“Young Miss left this afternoon with Elaine, Master. She went to pick up Luna Shaina from the rehabilitation facility. She asked us to tell you not to worry.” Matthias’s face darkened. He ran a hand through his hair, clearly anxious. “She went there at night? Without telling me first?” Orina stepped forward, her posture respectful but confident. She had already begun her training with him earlier that day, learning how he worked, how he moved, and how he expected things to be done. “Master,” she said gently but firmly, “please try not to worry too much. The Young Miss is protected by the Moon Goddess. If she chose to go to the facility tonight, there must be a very important reason. She woul

A soft knock on the door made me jump. "It's just me," a voice called. Female. Young. "I brought food." I hesitated. Kael had said no one could talk to me without his permission. Was this a test? "He said I could," the voice added, like she'd read my mind. "I'm Sage. The pack healer's daughter. I'm not... I won't hurt you." Slowly, I stood and opened the door. The girl on the other side couldn't have been more than sixteen. She had warm brown skin and dark curly hair pulled into a messy bun. Her eyes were a startling amber. Wolf eyes. But her smile was genuinely kind.

They lingered only a moment longer before slipping through the great doors, unable to bear another second of the celebration. I watched them leave and, for the first time in years, I realized I didn’t care. Before I could sit back down, a young shield-maiden with fiery red braids caught my wrist, her grip warm and sure, pulling me half a step away from the bench before I even understood what was happening. “You dance terribly,” she teased, laughing. “I’m not dancing,” I protested, my legs still unsteady from the ale. “Exactly,” she grinned. “Name’s Saga.”