Saga Vol 2 Novels & Stories

HIGH SCHOOL SAGA (When Chaos Descend On Love) Season 2 Episode 2 (At the dawn of a TROUBLE) #Cheryl I couldn’t take my face off Kai, the way he has been running his mouth non stop since I woke up, filling me up on the things I missed and certainly didn’t wanna hear; oh well I can’t just shut him up. I came to know that all the time I was in coma he never spoke or say a word to anyone. But whenever he’s with me, he utter few words only, I’m glad my brother is okay. My mind went immediately to Hans, the only thing remember is me passing out on his hold at the cliff.

“You were led to the party so we could destroy you.” “Destroy me? Why?” “Because I can’t have you siding with my enemy.” The man was crazy and delusional. “I would never side with your enemy. And I don’t play Dungeons and Dragons.” “They’ve already put their plan into action. And you’re a key part of it. But if you’re dead, it will slow them down tremendously. And I have to think about the greater good.” “Killing me is for the greater good?” “Don’t you realize everyone wants you dead? You’re dying one way or the other. Does it

Sage started, but Reyes cut her off with a sharp gesture. "You told me a ghost story about corporate espionage and a rogue librarian," Reyes snapped. "But I’ve seen the way you people move. I’ve seen the wounds that heal too fast, the way Dante looks at a room before he even enters it, and the sheer, impossible speed of the hits you’ve taken. I’ve seen the things Imara has written in the margins of her journals, things about 'beasts' and 'essence' and 'the blood heir.'"

After whatever happens as soon the news will be spread she will be dead. " The fault is mine Paheli. I should have thought about the consequences of my deeds. I am sorry for what ever happened. I just want you safe and happy that's it Bhrata Shree will kill you if not me if he got to know anything about it "Agastya said with remorse He is regretting now badly what ever happened that day. He should have not lost his compose and give in to his emotions

Sage volunteered to accompany Damian—she couldn’t sit back and wait, not when every fiber of her being screamed for action. “Are you sure about this?” Damian asked as they loaded the SUV. Sage nodded, determination hardening her expression. “I’ve come this far. I’m not stopping now.” Damian gave her a small, approving smile. “Good.” --- The drive into the city was cloaked in an uneasy quiet. Sage couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being watched, even though Damian assured her they’d taken the long route to avoid any tails. She stared out the window at the darkened streets, her thoughts a whirlwind of fear and resolve.

He was fine for just a while ago, then what went wrong? my heart racing as Sage pleaded with me to leave. "Lyra, please; I don't want to hurt you. You have to go, now." But I couldn't move; I couldn't tear my eyes away from his desperate gaze. "Sage, what's happening to you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He growled, his eyes flashing with a feral light. "Just go, Lyra! Please!" But I stayed, my feet rooted to the spot, as Sage's body began to contort and shift. His eyes protruded, his nails lengthening into razor-sharp claws. I screamed as he pounced, pinning me to the ground with a snarl.

I said nothing. “He came to me the week Adrian died. He offered me money. Good money. More than I could have made working the docks for years.” “For what?” “To make sure nobody connected two things that happened around the same time.” I already knew I wasn’t going to like the answer. “Adrian Cassano dying,” Teo said, “and Dahlia Marchetti leaving.” My mouth went dry. “Leaving?” He nodded. “You’re saying she left?” “Yes.” “Not that she died?”

Family rivalry or not, if Nico has harmed his own sister to keep her from me, there won’t be enough men in New York to protect him. My phone vibrates at 2:17 AM. “Found something by Pier 14,” Matteo’s voice crackles through the speaker. “You should come yourself, boss.” Twenty minutes later, my headlights illuminate a scene from my nightmares. Matteo is standing beside a crumpled form half-hidden behind shipping containers, protected from the worst of the rain by a rusted overhang. Her dress resembles a tattered flag, once-brilliant sequins now dull beneath mud and what appears to be blood.

Mustering up courage, I zipped my suitcase and smiled, "Ian, you know this job is everything to me. If I weren't able to manage things, I would have asked for your help. You do know that I will never hide anything from you. Trust me, Ian, after so many days, life has given me a chance to stand up. And in this new journey, I need your support the most. I want you to believe in me, Ian, not judge my decision, please." Tears welled in my eyes. I am sorry for lying to you, Ian, but this time I have chosen to listen to my heart. I have to move out of Chicago if I want to build a name for myself. That place always hinders my success, always binds me, and traps me in a maze that has no exit. I need

It wasn’t the resolution I had hoped for, but at least I had stood my ground. As I drove back to my apartment, my mind was still reeling from the confrontation. My father’s words echoed in my head, but I knew I couldn’t let his doubts sway me. I had to trust my instincts and my partnership with Carmen. I was tired of the back and forth. This same madness drove Mira to her death.