Sapphire Author Novels & Stories

I was led to my seat where I settled, looking at their faces nervously as they all waited for my words. I just felt like I should dig the ground and bury myself alive. Their gazes were mounting nothing but pressure on me. “I-" I stuttered before clearing my throat. I tried piecing words together but they didn't seem to come together. “Hey, everyone. It's really an honor to meet every one of you and be a part of this family and empire. I'm Sapphire, or should I say I've lived as Sapphire my whole life but I actually am Ekaterina. I've always lived as Sapphire Sage.”.

} Sapphire suddenly lost the color of her eye's and it turned into lily violet, her gaze suddenly become more mature and her skin was healing slowly until a wings evolved slowly on her back slowly at it vanquish the dark particles behind her and the strings become ashes and disappear. "Disgraceful act of the demon, " Esmia and the knights even Rafael was lost to what happened before on there very eye's, Sapphire flew at the top of Rafael before she looked at the view outside with the strange moon above. "It's the same suffering 5 years ago, how dare you commit such treason in front of the gods name, you lavish demon, I shall teach you a lesson my self! " Even thought the appearance is Sapphi

“Blue, the voice echoed again around the room. I turned to see a large light illuminating on the pale yellow dressed lady I had meant earlier. “Hello, where am I?” I inquired while rising from the cold, wet floor. My nightgown was wet and clung to me uncomfortably. “Exactly where you need to be,” she replied, which earned an eye roll from me. "Please answer my questions directly and stop beating around the bush," I insisted. "You wanted to know my name, right?" she replied. I nodded. "I am Sapphire, your spirit guide,” she admitted. "Spirit guide?" I chuckled. "I have never heard of such a thing. Werewolves do not need spirit guides."

Magnus watched Sapphire as she moved from books to the computer and back again. She was interested in what Sarah Ann gave her. Of course, she was interested. Sapphire was his Luna, his mate. She was born for this role. The gods wouldn’t create a person and place them in a position they were skilled at, but hated performing. “I’ve been thinking.”

“I’ll teach you combat myself. Personally. Every dirty trick I know, every way there is to win a fight you have no business winning, because Goddess knows I’ve won enough of those. I will pour everything I am into making you exactly as dangerous as you already secretly are.” He shakes his head, and there’s something almost fond in it, almost awed. “Because Sapphire might come from a long line of warriors. Fine. Good for her. But I have never in my entire life met a woman as stubborn, as unrelenting, as flatly impossible to kill as the one in my arms right now. She thinks you’re not worthy of her? She’s got it backwards. She has no idea what she’s been put inside of.” His words strike a match

(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) "Do you think the sapphire in my veins makes me your puppet, Seraphina? Or have you forgotten that even the most beautiful stones can be sharpened into blades?" Sofia’s voice was a choral resonance that vibrated the very air, turning the freezing atmosphere of the throne room into a humming chamber of indigo light. She stood amidst the wreckage of the Battery Chamber, her feet planted in the obsidian dust of shattered pillars. The sapphire-jade crystallization had claimed her entire torso now, forming a shimmering, unyielding breastplate that pulsed with a rhythmic, vengeful glow.

grumbled Davino. Sapphire chuckled and nodded. "Okay, I'm not going anywhere near Bryan," she said in the end. Davino stared at Safira intensely, he watched his wife's every move, especially her lips, Safira's tiny lips always made him addicted. ‘Argh, can he not move his lips like that?’ he asked himself. "Why are you looking at me like that?" asked Sapphire confused. Davina averted his eyes. "Not. Don't be overconfident," he retorted awkwardly.

AUTHOR’S POV. “How could you say you don’t want to meet him?” Sapphire pulled her brows together. “You might not know… no, it is something that you know very well. I am not like you. I’m not going to seek validation from another man just because MY DAD, George, is in prison. Never. He treated you wrong… not me. Get your facts right, while growing up, I was loved by him. He hated you so it is understandable if you choose to accept another man. As for me, I am not interested in that shit. All I need is to get away from this fucking country and away from you all. I hate you very much and staying in this country with you all is messing with my head and I might want to do something bad again… you

I can’t help but give my baby girl a big kiss on her cheek. “Oh, Ruby. What a lovely name. My name is Sapphire. I apologize that I upset you. Your daddy is right. I broke a rule, and I am not happy about being punished,” Saph says in her gentlest voice. Where was this rational and kind-hearted Saph ten minutes ago? Is this what she is normally like? And something about the way she said ‘daddy’ made my dick twitch. Fuck.

“O-of course.” “Thank you. For helping.” Sapphire muttered. I remember shrugging. “It’s flowers, not brain surgery.” Sapphire stood there a few seconds longer then she moved to her desk by the window and sat down, pulling out a sketchbook. Her fingers relaxed as she flipped it open. She was drawing. She was good. Like actually good. Why did no one ever— The door slammed open suddenly causing Sapphire’s hand to jerk. Amethyst’s voice sliced through the room. “There you are!”