Where To Find Sage New World Novels & Stories

He was also a hot-head, vindictive, and totally unpredictable. Sage continued down the driveway, approaching their ancestral home—a huge, sprawling marble mansion surrounded by dozens of acres, right on the river. They had homes all over the world, of course; they had grand castles, and marble townhomes, and fortresses, and entire islands. But of all the homes around the world, Sage liked this one the most. Tucked away, far from any main roads, nestled against the tranquil Hudson River, this one felt most like home. He loved to sit out on the balcony, especially late at night, under the moon, and watch the reflection of the water. It made him feel as if he were the only one left in the world

I turned to see Sage standing nearby, his honey-colored eyes studying me with quiet intensity. I frowned slightly. “I don’t think we’ve ever met before.” He didn’t argue, just tilted his head as if trying to place me. Then, as I walked past him, his scent hit me—a mixture of cedarwood, crisp mountain air, and something uniquely him. My steps faltered for just a second, my senses momentarily overwhelmed. I shook it off quickly and kept moving. ---

He thought and turned back to his parents. He decided to break the silence. "Mom. Dad." He called. They looked at him. "His name is 'Sage'?" he asked and looked at the man. They looked at him, then smiled. "We apologize for not properly introducing you to him." they told Reyan and looked at Laggas. "Laggas. Introduce yourself." They told him. Laggas obediently nodded, then turned to the man. "Greetings, Sage of the East Kingdom. I am the West Kingdom's first prince, Laggas." He said and bowed, then stood straight.

Sage's mom cuts Damien off and says, "Yes. Damien is right. What interest do you have? You are to join the company as well." I gulped down a lump. "I haven't thought about it, but I've been planning on starting from scratch. I've always had a degree in technology; I mean, I graduated with a first-class degree in software engineering." "Woah! That's nice," Clause muttered, taken aback. Sage states this to me in shock, but I pretend I don't see his stare lingering on me. I shrugged, "Yes." "I'll send you the available spot, and you can decide where you want to fit in. I mean, with a brain like yours, it'll be good for the company," Sage's mom states.

If not, we will have to rely on my sister, Alice. Alice is not a bad seer. She can usually tell how many bonds a person has and can occasionally follow the thread of the bond, but in the human realm, this is going to be more difficult because of the sheer size of the place. Greys realm is like a small country in comparison to the size of the human realm. “Does anyone have a location for a seer yet?” I ask Raff’s tech guy when I arrive back in the basement of our holiday home. “Yes, I have made contact with one. Her name is Sage, and she is willing to help,” he says, handing me a small slip of paper with an address scrolled on it.

Her smile widened as Alec and Kade stepped from the vehicle, “And then some.” “How is this possible?” I laughed, surprised but not offended when she pulled me in for a hug. Sage smelled of earth and petals, honey and herbs that clung to the thick strands of her hair. “I thought you and your son were hidden away in the forest.” “Oh, we were and damn happy there too.” Sage chuckled, “Your twins sent a few men to my door when things started going south. Nearly sent them packing until they mentioned a Luna Aurora. My instincts never failed me once, and they were telling me to pack up and leave. I miss my garden, but your mates here provided me with a suitable replacement. Even if the land’s fall

The grocery bag is on the kitchenette counter and I've unpacked half of it, bread and water and two apples and a box of crackers, and I'm standing with a jar of peanut butter in my hand looking at the brick wall through the window when my phone buzzes with a number I don't recognize. I answer it anyway. "It's me." Sage's voice, lower than usual, like she's talking into her collar. "I'm on a compound landline in the archive basement, it doesn't route through the main system. Don't say my name if anyone is near you."

This only made her smile more. “Oh imagine, Daya! You and me, in the Catskills and we find two hunky werewolves to take as chosen mates? And we choose them on the same full moon. I can see it now!” Sage says, looking up to some empty space beside us, her arms spreading wide as if she is showing me a picture in some invisible mirror. I can’t help but laugh at her.

I didn’t realize my hands were trembling until I tried to fix my top. Sara looked at me, and there was something kind in her eyes. “Would you like to see something that might help?” she asked. “Maybe it’ll bring back some pieces.” I nodded. “Please.” She pulled out her phone and tapped a few times. “This is your social media account,” she said, turning the screen toward me. “Your name is Essence Knight. Most people call you Mrs. Knight. You run this company with your friends. You were very proud of it.”

"Where was he?" Jax hesitated, caught between loyalty to his Alpha and honesty to his Luna. "Isabella—" "Where. Was. He." Jax sighed, set down the supplies. "Scorched Peaks first. Then the Cursed Battlefield. Getting ingredients for Violet's revealing potion." The room went completely silent. "The Cursed Battlefield?" I repeated slowly. "Are you insane?" Lucas's expression shifted to defensive. "We needed the silver sage. It only grows in cursed ground."