Saga Vol 2 Novels & Stories

Naraja: “F*ck off.” With a flick of the black-like monster's right hand, it sliced into Naraja’s face that was above his nose-bridge where his eyes, half of his ears, and hair were supposed to be at. In reality, Naraja had his face horizontally cut in half. No blood came splattering out of him at all, his other half flew across the room to never be seen ever again. The cut was completely clean. Like seeing your reflection in a newly polished blade. ???: “Beautiful. Simply just beautiful, hehehehehe~.” End Of Chapter 6: A Seer Of Souls.

The dawn was clean, the sky blue, the city ours. I kissed Marco’s forehead, Mamá’s cheek, Alexander’s lips, Lila’s scarred hand. “It’s over,” I whispered, voice breaking. “We’re free.” But the subway grate hissed one final time. A single red thread drifted out. It landed in the ash. And wrote, in Javier’s handwriting: VOLUME V: THE FINAL HEART. My chest burned. I looked down. A red vein pulsed beneath my skin, right over my heart.

The vampire who got his back burnt soon came up behind her and said, “I don’t think the leader will do anything. My back won’t also return to the way it was, will it now?” Sapphire took in a breath and said to him, “Oslo, let’s go ahead with what we already planned. You will get your revenge.” * As Sage flew over the Northern side, he has never felt so distant. A part of him wish to return to his coven and be with his people. Now that he was away, he started to realize that it was far better to be mistreated by his own people while still seeing the people he cares about than leaving after causing a little chaos and not having any idea about what could be happening to them. It haunted him eve

“And now it’s in me.” Sage nodded. “And it’s waking up.” “Can I stop it?” she asked. “Do you want to?” She looked at Dylan. Then back. “Yes.” “Then run.” “What?” “Leave Bunga. Leave him. Go where the moon can’t find you.” Dylan stepped forward. “That’s not happening.” Sage stood. “Then she’ll become what Elira was at the end.” “What was she?” Rachel whispered. Sage’s voice dropped. “A weapon.”

From the age of ten, every dollar my parents spent on me became a debt. Tuition. Clothes. Food. Even medical bills. By eighteen, I had signed one hundred and ninety-nine promissory notes. But Camilla—the daughter of the man who died protecting my parents—received everything for free. They gave her my bedroom, my inheritance bracelet, a Manhattan apartment, a Maserati, and eventually even the attention of my fiancé, Nick. My parents called it repaying her father’s sacrifice. They called my suffering “heir training.” On the eighteenth birthday Camilla and I shared, I was seriously injured in a car accident. While my family celebrated her aboard a Caribbean yacht, I begged them for three thousa

So this option is also out of line. After her whole family comes back, grandpa again narrates how Mayuri helps them. If Shanaya is not aware, then she might never find this strange behavior of grandpa, he is too much into Mayuri, like he is talking about only Mayuri. "She uses the rigs magic on him" Shanaya hears the voice of Red. "For how long it will remain?" Shanaya questions.

Bella I feel like a lost child seeking help, but there's no one out there who could possibly save me. The world looks scarier than it was before, and I see nothing except its dark side. These aren’t just thoughts; they’re my reality. I'm afraid, not only because of Alex's absence but because my baby, who did nothing wrong, might end up living without a father. As I was walking across the silent road, I suddenly lost my balance. I tried to keep myself standing, but I didn’t have the energy. Just when I felt like I was going to completely fall, I suddenly felt the warmth of someone's arms catching me, and then everything went blurry.

The side effects of the potions that Xiao Lang gave didn't seem to have dissipated in Zhou Fu's body yet. That afternoon in the Yianju prison cell, Zhou Fu who was meditating suddenly flew into dreamland. In that dream, he was fighting with the figure of a powerful warrior whom he called the Second Ruler. The battle took place in the middle of a vast ocean and lasted for more than a whole month. No one won and no one lost until on the fortieth day, the Second Lord was defeated by Zhou Fu by being sealed into a sacred sword.

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

And somewhere behind me in that courtyard, the man who had pressed a dead boy's name into my palm and watched me get dragged away twice now had just said three words to the man who wanted me erased. Not this one. I didn't know what they meant yet. But for the first time since I arrived at the Forge, I was not afraid of the dark. I was waiting in it. There is a difference. And Viktor had just given me the only thing that mattered now. A reason to still be alive when the door opened again.