Saga Vol 10 Novels & Stories

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.

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"If it's not inconvenient, may I come in?" Stunned, Hiya found herself nodding in agreement. The stranger crossed the threshold, and Hiya, eager to extend hospitality, ushered her into the living room. The clash of two worlds, one subdued and colorless, the other vibrant and mysterious, unfolded as they embarked on an unexpected encounter. Hiya, in her simple act of offering water and arranging tea, unknowingly began a chapter that held the promise of change, injecting a splash of intrigue into her otherwise dull existence.

He walked to the bronze door in a few steps and pushed it hard. A boom came from the bronze door. After a while, it slowly opened. Caspian had already guessed what would be placed on the tenth floor, so he was not too excited. The first volume of Blood Sacrifice Grand Magic was placed on the ninth floor. If everything went according to plan, the next volume of the Blood Sacrifice Grand Magic would be on the tenth floor. The only thing that made Caspian curious was why the next volume of Blood Sacrifice Grand Magic could only be learned when one was at Holy Land Realm.

Eluding the call of darkness. However, Sage appeared in his pack library, his oasis, with a few high walls of ancient volumes, though mostly they were now a sort of decoration to set the scene. One simply logs in through one's device and either reads or listens to one of the thousands of titles, including mystical research manuscripts and scrolls, maps, an ancient prophecy, and some of his collection. His mother’s library was a great place to study and learn about his kind and make new connections, and this oasis has provided a secret passage out to the woods behind his majestic mansion as its walls are protected and fully equipped with survival necessities. "Greg, give me some news about Ca