Sapphire Young Novels & Stories

The signature scent of the one woman I despised more than anyone else in this world. Sienna De Luca. The Omega with a heart full of light… and a life that was never meant to be hers. The Omega who thought that everything was easy, who got everything the way that she wanted to get it, who did not know what it was to struggle, and who did not know what it was to know pain. “I do not need to believe that it is going to work, I need to know that it is.” Hi Sarah. Turning to look at my father. “It won’t just work,” I said, sealing the vial between my palms. “It will change everything. Because right now I'm not going to rely on hope, I'm going to rely on facts and on what I'm going to do.”

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

I just shake my head and look at the man that I am guessing is Charles. “Good evening you must be Charles. My name is Sapphire.” “I know who you are. Listen let me just be honest with you. I don't want to be here. I already found my mate. She is a werewolf. I am only here because my parents won’t give up the chance that maybe we will hit it off and get married. Please don't tell your parents. I don't want to marry you.” “Don't worry. I feel the same way that you do. I don't want to marry you or anyone for that matter. I just want to wait for my mate. I guess tonight will not be a complete waste. Let's go before our parents come looking for us."

I growled as the principal walked up to the podium, "Thank you for those words, Harris. As you all have heard from the valedictorian's speech hard work and believing in oneself can take you farther than you think. As Harris has mentioned, Sapphire is a prime example to look to as you graduate today. Sapphire has suffered through many trials as she grew up, but even though she has suffered so much for a passion in which she loves, she still follows the path she wants and believes she will make it one day, she believes she will be a fantastic author one day," Mr. Ben said as he looked to me and smiled, I smiled back as tears threatened to fall from my eyes, "Shit, these people are gonna make m

Sapphire's POV I was swirling the drink in my glass as my friends chatted away. Evelyn was screaming about something her boyfriend did to her as always while Rebecca kept flaunting her new necklace. The only thing I could think about at the moment was my sick mum and also about myself who was completely useless. You may be wondering who I am. I am Sapphire Richardson, daughter to a struggling family but also first class scholarship students at one of the most prestigious universities in the country. I was pretty much just a typical girl with typical issues and one who stayed out of trouble including men troubles.

she exclaimed, rushing over to envelop me in a warm hug. I rolled my eyes good-naturedly. "I'm still not going to model for you, Sapphire." Sapphire pouted, her lips pursed in a playful expression. "You're heartless, Aubrey. I just can't let your perfect figure go to waste." I stuck out my tongue at her, laughing. "You're too persistent, Sapphire. Can't you just let me breathe?" Sapphire grinned mischievously. "Let's get you dressed up, then. I have just the perfect thing for you."

I believe him when he says he will do everything he can to help her. A few minutes later, I get the mindlink from Carlo that he and Sapphire are within the territory and making their way to the packhouse. I inform the rest of the group; Emmy suddenly perks up a bit at the thought that her friend is arriving soon. A few minutes later, there’s a knock on my office door from Carlo. He enters and nods his head to gesture for Sapphire to follow him into the office. The girl is medium height, a couple inches shorter than Daya, with dirty blonde hair that falls to her waist. Light brown eyes that seem familiar. She quickly scans the room and locks eyes with Emmy and immediately runs to her. “Oh my

Sapphire was stood in the middle of the fog her chocolate brown hair billowing around her, her eyes were a bright purple, dark lines trailed across her olive skin. There were many gasps from the wolves including the ones that had put her in the dungeon, yet we all knew how she escaped, Sapphire was a witch and my dungeons were not strong enough to contain witches. How could I not know after all these years, she was TJ’s best friend?! Dropping down from the platform, I snarled at her “Stay where you are WITCH” I spat out the word witch, they were traitors and a threat to our kind. Sapphire let out a small laugh “You really think you can stop me wolfie, you’ve known me for five years and yet y

“What do you mean? Who am I?!” One figure turned, and though its face was blurred, its eyes fixed on him with piercing clarity. “You are the spark… and the pyre. The oath-breaker’s heir. The fire that burned the bond of the First Kind.” Images exploded in his mind: elves wreathed in flame, werewolves falling beneath rivers of fire, vampires screaming as the sun itself seemed to bleed. And at the center, a man whose face mirrored his own—eyes ablaze, arms outstretched as fire devoured everything.

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”