Supernatural Sarah Blake Novels & Stories

She did not say she would kill Amelia but I noticed the scent of blood. ‘Kathy! We need to leave now. She’s unstable,’ my wolf warned. “How can you command the rogues?” I demanded, suppressing my fear. “How do they listen to you?” Sarah’s mouth curved into a smile that did not soften her eyes. “Because I am one of them,” she said. “Or did you forget that?” I swallowed hard. “What about the letter?” “What about it?” Sarah asked. “Do you plan on hurting Damian?” I asked.

Blaze said, flipping her wings and taking off. Emily has also disappeared to the city and has left Susannah alone. Dave walked up to Susannah, her eyes were still dark. "Susannah, it's me Dave. Your boyfriend". Dave said, trying to get her attention. Susannah looked at him and smiled. Murmured some spells on Dave but it didn't work due to the staff Dave was holding. Dave knew there is only one option left to bring Susannah back to them. Dave stretches the staff at Susannah and it starts to glow and sucks out the dark power inside Susannah. Susannah fell down and Dave rushed to her.

Sarah shook her head. “No.” Jonathan read the metadata. “Dr. Helen Vale.” Sarah whispered: “My mother.” Elena felt the floor disappear beneath the story again. Sarah had been the first survivor to confront Elena over the twelve billion dead after the solar cancellation. Reality Cluster 8871. A woman whose world paid for Elena's choice. And now her mother— had helped create Project Mercy. Charles stared at Sarah. “I knew Helen.” Sarah looked sick. “You never told me.” “I didn't remember.” Thomas laughed bitterly.

“Tell me something, Sarah. Why did you take the USB? Why not just leave it?” “Because I’m gathering evidence,” I said. My voice shook but I kept going. “Evidence that you kidnapped Ethan. Evidence that you faked my pregnancy. Evidence that you’ve been stalking me for a year.” Silence. Then I said: “Did you get the photos too? From the hospital?” “Yes.” He sighed. “I was worried about you. You looked so fragile.” Another pause. “You know what the problem is, Sarah? You think this is about winning. It’s not. It’s about us.”

At the same time, he could feel that inside her body was a small but unmistakable spark of new life. Blake immediately pulled back. After wiping himself off carelessly with her torn clothes, he rushed out to call for others. Healers and several elders soon arrived. After careful examination, they confirmed that Sarah indeed showed every sign of pregnancy. Blake threw his head back and howled triumphantly. Then, he grabbed Sarah and dragged her straight toward the temple. He needed the inheritance of power, and he couldn’t wait any longer. Sarah and Blake stood at the center of the sacred formation in the temple. Around them, several elders murmured prayers in low voices. As moonlight poured

"Besides, Sarah could walk into a church and burst into flames. She's no holy cleric." "Maybe," said Darian. "But the hunters have her at the top of their naughty list, so she volunteered to enter the Lodge under mind control once she found out it's a hunter-free zone." "You told her about the ritual?" Bella asked in disbelief. "It is a good incentive," Ulric murmured. "Sarah is one of the few supernaturals who's taken the hunters seriously all these years. She knows enough about them that I've honestly been thinking about apprehending her before they can get to her. As a prisoner, of course."

"We've felt the magic. You're trying to rip it out of us, but you're going to kill us in the process." She pales. "What's the matter, Gwen?" Melanie says. "Couldn't handle the competition of us having magic and you not? So, you decide to wipe out all supernaturals?" "Why would I do that?" She squares her shoulders. "My mom and dad are paranormals and as much as they irritate the crap out of me, I wouldn't kill them." "I think she's telling the truth, Brene," Kiarr says. "I don't have your stupid book and even if I did, I can't do a spell like that without magic."

She was brushing her hair in front of the mirror, calm as ever. “Do you have supernatural abilities?” I blurted. Her hand froze mid-stroke, but she quickly recovered, setting the brush down and giving me a mocking smile. “What kind of nonsense is that, Maya? Have you finally lost it?” My throat tightened. “Don’t play games with me, Sarah. I heard you last night. You were talking about blinding Alpha Williams. You—” My voice shook. “You said you’d use witchcraft.” Sarah’s laugh was low, dangerous. “You dream too much. Maybe you should stop spying and start worrying about your pathetic little life.”

He places his hand on his shoulder and smiles unwilling to let him go. "Grandpa, I really need your help." Blake hangs his head, his eyes threatening to perk with tears. "What's going on Blake?" Blake's grandpa frowns, his voice going from a cheerful tone to a more melancholic tone. "Grandpa, those archives you told me to look over, you were right. You were right about all of them. There's a vampire by the name of Damian who is seeking revenge on our pack. But that's not the only thing I fear." He sits with his grandfather inside at the table.

Obsessed. And all this time, it was her. Sarah Blake. Alexander’s wife.