Sage Fan Art Novels & Stories

I stopped dead, spinning back to face him, frown deepening. “What?!” I snapped. “The fan…” He paused, jaw tight. “I mean the man you met at the convenience store… he isn’t who you think he is. He’s dangerous, Eve. He knows your face. So I need you to quiet down a bit… please.” I shook my head hard, frustration boiling over. “What the hell are you even talking about, Sage? How is that man dangerous? You’re being cryptic, and it’s messing with my fucking brain.”

“Oh yeah, we know. You're the new girl. The one Elena dragged through.” “Dragged is harsh,” the artist said mildly, finally looking up. “ Try using sscorted. Persuaded.” “Kidnapped?” I offered. The petite one snorted. It was the first remotely human sound she’d made. “At least you’re not in denial about it. I’m Imara.” “Zara.” Purple-hair gave a little wave. “And the one pretending she’s too cool to care is Sage.” “I am too cool to care,” Sage said, but her lips twitched. “I’m just also curious.”

“Have some sandwiches and lemonade.” Connor and Corbin attack the food as I extend my hand and settle Sage on my lap. Tariq sips his lemonade and snickers. “This is good, Sage. Thanks!” Sage nods her head with a smile. Her pale hair is piled on top of her head, and her cheeks are flushed. She looks beautiful, wearing cut-off jeans and a black t-shirt. Connor and Corbin’s eyes haze as they run their gazes across her bare legs. I have to resist the urge to kick their asses every time they do it. Especially Connor since he has kissed Sage.

His abs were plump and well outlined, as if they had been crafted by the Goddess herself. “Princess…” I blinked away from his chest, palming my mouth. “Yes?” “If you didn't bring any extra clothes, you can have some of mine.” He said, and I nodded a response, fighting the urge to look down again. Sage lowered himself, taking off his sweatpants, while I looked away, waiting for him to finish. “Ready?” Sage asked again and this time I replied. “Yes.” Sage went first, shifting in less than half a second. His wolf was a mix of black and brown, with golden eyes, it was at least six feet tall, and it towered over me like a tree.

Disgusting alphas. Bloom leans over, whispering, “You alright?” Sage lets out a breath, adjusting the sheer sleeve of his outfit; it’s sticky to his skin. “No,” he mutters, “I hate this outfit. I look like some fancy doll.” Bloom casts him a smile. “You look like a Luna.” Sage’s lips press into a thin line, his eyes narrowing. “I look like every alpha’s idea of a quiet, pretty omega. That’s not me.”

" I paint vigorously as the song plays. I'm desperately trying to get the image out of my mind onto the canvas. My brush travels across his chiseled jawline. My colors hold his textured blonde color in a lock of hair that hung in his face while the rest was pulled back. My shadows play with the rippled muscles under his shirt. I let the music inspire me as I paint the pale blue eyes staring at me. His tanned skin looks almost like I could reach in and feel it. The image in my mind comes alive in the painting. My painting. "Bastian." I whisper as I add tiny dances of light to his face. "Oh, that's lovely." I whip around and my mom is standing. I huff out a breath. "You scared me." She giggles

"I’ll talk to Kaidon and Kane. I won’t trust him right away, and neither will Kaidon, but if he’s serious about breaking the bond, then I want to help.” Sage shrieked in joy and hugged me tightly. "Thank you, Luna! Thank you so much!" "I thought you hated him, though?" I asked, simply out of curiosity. Sage blushed and shrugged. "I’ve gotten to know him. He’s charming, and I’m... I’m falling for him. He’s an Alpha, and I am too, but we can always adopt. I’ve never been super aggressive unless my wolf is controlling me, so I like his personality. I want him to guide me and feel protected, Alpha or not,” he said, almost giddy with excitement.

I inwardly roll my eyes at his lame attempt to impress the Alpha. “Oh, goddess! You chained her! Open the door now!” Sage demands, her eyes searing into the guard's face like she could murder him where he stood. Sage is tiny for a werewolf, but she is a fierce bitch to reckon with. She is in shape as she was training to be a warrior before Liam snatched her up as his mate. Sage his short dusty blonde hair that comes to her shoulders. Her bangs frame her face. Her light green eyes are the color of sage which is why her parents named her Sage. She has a nice body, but I know I’m the fuller female body of both of us. Overall, Sage is cute and sexy, and she pulls it off with the utmost confidenc

Xavier danced with me as he picked out little conversations which I keep zoning out barely able to keep myself awake. I felt an unfamiliar tingling piling up in my guts. Oh shit! “Lyra” I hear Sage call out my heart dropping at the way his tune sounded. Sage slips his hands through my waist drawing me to him possesively, like I was his price jewel he didn’t want to lose. His action made my back crash to his dominating figure, as his grip gutted tighter on my waist, urging me to bite on my lower lip. “Get to the car” he mumbled to my hearing while he sent glares at Xavier.

” Orb: “Access. Denied.” Naraja: “Uuuuuuggggghh.” Naraja slouches his shoulders in defeat after hearing those two words having a more forceful connotation behind it than it needed to be, but Naraja just sighed and digressed. Whilst he expressed these feelings outside into the air he started feeling a firm, yet soft hand touched his shoulder. Naraja looked back to see that Nai and the rest of the group had finally caught up to him and Orb while they just finished up their little dispute in front of the doorway. Naraja turned his head back towards the door, inhaled through his nose, exhaled out through his mouth and saw immediately that the door had a peculiar design all over it that he couldn