Saga Vol 10 Novels & Stories

"Deal. But remember, don't try and pull one over me. I can't promise she'll stay intact if you do. She might lose a finger or two." The call ended. However, Dad was much calmer than he had been before. He stared into the distance, his eyes unreadable. Soon, the day of the exchange arrived. Yannis accompanied him to an abandoned warehouse. As instructed, Dad only had to slip the agreement under the door of the warehouse and leave. Just as they turned to leave, Dad struck Yannis, knocking him unconscious. I was stunned for a moment. I watched as Dad kicked open the old, decrepit door of the warehouse and dragged Yannis in.

She recoiled from his touch, squeezing her eyes tightly waiting for the feeling of his touch to end. Feeling a rush of energy, I stood and charged him. Before I could get too close, he pulled a vile out of his pocket and threw it towards the ground shattering the glass and contents at my feet. The ground opened up beneath my feet. I quickly stopped my decent, able to grab hold of a portion of the concreate floor of the factory. Demi screamed for me to hold on as my feet dangled. I felt an intense surge of heat. I looked down to find a boiling mass of lava. Black rocks protruded through the walls and out from the body of bone melting liquid. They were Jagged and sharp, ready to tear the flesh

Seraphina’s POV I sat at the only table in the cold, empty room of an old building in Santa Fe, my gaze zeroed into the distance, my thoughts running wild. This was the place I’d chosen as the meet-up joint for Aric and I. According to him, the plan was that he shows up, sets my brother free in the air, and I leave with him. No problems. No casualties. No troubles. Simple. But I would be crazy to just go along with that absurd plan, don’t you think?

I ask just before we make a sharp turn to a wide hallway. “Alpha Daymion has to settle a few things; seal the hole that has gaped since his departure.” “Hmm,” I nod, immediately pushing thoughts about the old man out of my head. “How did we really manage to get here? Last I remembered we were in a cart.” Sir Brak looks at me with one eye closed, the open eye’s brow perked. It is more of a ‘Please do not tell me you don’t know’ kind of look. “The thing about Supernaturalism is that it deals with uncanny stuff like Portals.”

" Thank the heavens, she wouldn't touch the seer at least that was a relief. In between her and the seer was a wide table of short legs. Which seemed Older than the hag. Annabelle looks at the large uncovered pot placed on roaring flames which are sourced by burning woods. From it, emanated thick white smoke of horrible smell. perhaps this was what gave the cottage its odour. Different colour liquids are sampled on a shelf whose legs were partly eaten by termites. " Was the supposed seer a witch? or maybe sorcerer". " Love and Revenge plays a major role in your destiny" The woman pauses " They are in a constant struggle for power in writing your future" She adds. Annabelle's skin tingles an

I feel her hand getting loose on mine and the rod instantly falls on the ground, creating a loud sound behind it, overpowering Ben's shouts of pain for a millisecond. I didn't have the energy to hold that rod anymore. I feel her presence moving away and I stagger back. The only sound I could hear was the whimper erupting through Ben's mouth. “What is happening here?" Isaac. That was the last thing I heard before darkness consumed me. I hate this family and the people in it. I hope I can run away and be successful this time.

Give us the Heart, or be erased. "I’m not erasing anything!" I screamed back, stepping forward. I felt the heat of Dante’s power at my back, a protective wall of flame, but I knew I had to do this alone. "You were the ones who made the pact! You were the ones who decided that the Shadows needed a Scribe to keep the world in balance!" The spirit hissed, her translucent hand reaching out. She touched my forehead, and the world dissolved. I wasn't in the cabin anymore. I was in a void of pure white, surrounded by scrolls that stretched into infinity. The spirit stood before me, her form now solid. She wore the same style of Vance robes I’d seen in old portraits.

I nod and then shake my head, “Yes, but it was a mistake. Look at the others, they may have gotten away from the compound, but they didn’t escape. They will be tracked and hunted, no matter how long it takes.” 2010 sighs, “I know. I would never try to leave. The compound is my home- it’s my life but this is nice.” I nod, “Exactly. Always volunteer for missions. It’s worth it.” 2010 smiles and we look up at the stars together. Soon, 2010 eyes begin to close, and I hear snoring. I look at him and smile and then frown. He’s just a kid but at the same time, he’s not. I close my eyes too and drift to sleep.

Demon, town," she murmured, then leaned in and kissed him. "What are we doing here?" Sage asked. "To start our plan." THE END OF BOOK 1

Xavier I fixed my gaze on Sage, his eyes filled with disbelief, and then shifted my attention to Lia’s lifeless body sprawled on the ground. Was my recklessness the cause of this tragedy? In the midst of the chaos, “Sage … I,” I noticed a subtle shake of her head, an inexplicable act, before she hurriedly went to Cole’s side. A peculiar choice, I thought. As I looked down at Lia, a sense of foreboding washed over me. The tension within my pack grew palpable, mirroring their shared belief that my punishment for Lia had been too severe.