Sage Fan Art Novels & Stories

he told her. "Really? It might be their batch. Where is it?" Sage crossed his hands to his back, "I told Rae to visit the neighbourhood pack." "Okay, good. What does it look like?" Aurora asked as she walked after Sage who had turned to leave. "It's designed with the colour red and black with a portrayal of an eagle inscribed on it," he relayed and Aurora tried to think if she had seen something like that. "I'm sure we'll find them soon and I don't think they are from Autumn pack."

Sage calls. I look up. The image she is holding is slightly different to the original sketch. The phoenix has twisted, body angled so it looks like it is bursting free from the flames rather than just flying away. There’s extra detail in the wings and tail, more depth, more movement. The runes seem to flow through the feathers, I can make them out from time to time, but they look like shading unless you really squint at it, and even then it looks like a detail to add movement and depth. I love it.

He lunges at Sage with a savage expression. But Sage won't let him have his way. She laughs maniacally. "Didn't you treasure Aria so much? Even if I die, I'll splatter this woman's grave with my blood!" As soon as she finishes speaking, Sage crashes into my tombstone and stabs herself in the heart with a silver dagger. "No!" Kane's face changes drastically with panic, but it's too late. Sage's bright red blood flows down the tombstone. "Who gave you permission to dirty Aria's tombstone!"

“You’re eyes, they're different." "Do you like them," Sage preens. He wants to be beautiful for her. He wants her to like him as much as she likes me. I'd find it sweet if I weren't angry right now for taking over in the middle of a very intimate moment. "I do," she answers honestly. "You're eyes are stunning.” I know that she is seeing the deeper color, closer to purple than blue. Sage is so happy with her praise that I'm sure he'd be on his back wanting belly rubs if we were in wolf form.

"Fear not sweetheart, I'm not going to be your only friend because girl, my circle is big and I'm gonna introduce you to everyone." Sage really looked like the type of girl to have a lot of friends, she just had this bubbly energy to her. She also looked like someone who didn't contemplate much before doing anything, someone who would let her impulsive thoughts win. For starters, her hair was dyed pink which was matching with her pink nails, pink sandals and pink backpack. The knee length black sundress she was putting on was the only thing that didn't have the colour pink. She definitely looked like a real life barbie with how snatched her waist was and how pale her skin was looking.

The bravado falters for half a second and underneath it is the girl who wants to belong somewhere. "You're welcome." Then, because she's Sage: "I did this for Emily, not for you." "Noted." "And for Mason. Because he's five and he draws pictures of his family and labels my sister as Mom and that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard and I refuse to let Jessica Winters take that from him." Nick's mouth curves. The almost. Given to Sage for the first time. She catches it and looks away because receiving warmth from a man she's decided to dislike requires adjustment.

And his sons beautiful mother is one woman he wants badly,he can't sleep at night anymore whenever he's in her presence he has to control himself,pretend all is well. Sage is under the impression he will get engage to another woman,she doesn't know that woman is her,he can already see her breathing fire on him demanding he should leave her alone and that she wants nothing to do with him.He's a Romero he won't give up that's why he has taken care of every detail so that Sage won't have to say no,he wants her to be his,he wants her all to himself he knows it sounds selfish but he doesn't care,he'll do whatever he has to do to make sure she becomes his wife,even if it means using her own brothe

Sage said while standing behind me, breathing down my neck. "What do you want, Sage?" I asked hesitantly. "Didn't I tell you no friends and definitely no dates?!" Sage said, questioning me. "Fuck off, turd. I am sick of your stupid mind games, so go and fuck your mate," I said, seeing red. "Yes, way to go, girl," I whispered out. "What, you think Vanessa is my mate? Yeah, right!" Sage said, shocked. I turned away, so he didn't see the hopeful look in my eyes.

Sage strode in, balancing a box of pastries against her hip. “Delivery for the queen of caffeine,” Sage announced, setting the box on the counter. Maya raised an eyebrow. “Did you seriously buy pastries from another bakery?” “I thought it might inspire some healthy competition,” Sage said, smirking. “Plus, I may have bribed your barista to share a recipe or two.” “You’re lucky I like you,” Maya said, shaking her head. Sage leaned against the counter, her gaze bouncing between Maya and Damian. “So, what’s next for you two? Taking over the world? Or maybe just a long-overdue honeymoon?”