Ash Serena Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He stayed here only. "who is she? And why is she clinging too much? Top to bottom she is fake totally " Shayari thought "Yeah do I know you?" Aarhan asked with an extra sweet smile "He does not smile in front of me or anyone else and smiles in front of this plastic doll? Has he become blind or what?" Shayari thought and bite her lower lip "no you don't but I know you very well. Who doesn't know you? You're the sensation among teens. I'm Serena D'Souza. A big fan of yours. Can I have a moment with you alone please?" Serena asked Eyeing Shayari with hatred and jealousy

The first 3 picks were these gorgeous-looking models who could have been featured in a modelling magazines and national advertisements. The anticipation of being not selected started to crept in. I felt hapless in the process when a guy bumped into me where I spilt my drink. "Hey! Watch we're you're going!" I exclaimed. A drop-dead gorgeous boy in his unbothered white suit constantly apologized and curt his head. His glinting green eyes and kissable lips made me wince in embarrassment as if I'm the one who's at fault. "You know what, it's totally fine. It's just a stain and it will dissipate. I'm Serena," introduced myself as I reached for a casual handshake.

- Taehyung Kensington ------------- Name : Amelia Ashford ; Age : 21 With a heart as vast as the ocean and a mind as sharp as the keenest blade, Seraphina embodies the epitome of kindness, love, and unwavering strength. Her presence commands attention, not just for her striking beauty or effortless elegance, but for the sheer force of her personality—a magnetic aura that draws people in like moths to a flame. But beneath her gentle exterior lies a spirit forged in the fires of adversity, a soul as fierce as it is tender, unyielding in the face of injustice and unafraid to speak truth to power. Savage for those who were do badmouthing about her and her one and only life her father, If she hea

“Haris, thank you for helping me get that data. Now I know—I don’t need to mourn my past anymore. My past was just a flawed rough draft… and now I’m writing the perfect script for my future.” She walked out of the café with her head held high. In her mind, she could already see scene after scene of Dewangga and Vanes’s downfall. To her, Vanes’s secret wasn’t just a trump card—it was a ticking time bomb she had planted right at the heart of their new marriage. And Serena was the only one holding the trigger. “Sleep well, Dewangga,” Serena whispered as she got into her car. “Because when you wake up… reality will become your worst nightmare.”

Serena covered her ears “La la la la. I don’t want to hear it. No way am I sitting here today to listen to your escapades with Bo. Pity my imagination, please. Do you want me looking up at the sky when next I see your husband?” Amara laughed as she scrutinised her friend and was satisfied that her smiles and laughter were no longer forced. She was seeing a glimpse of her carefree Ser again. Good! She curbed her laughter and bend to look straight into her friend’s face as the latter still had her hands on her ears with her face turned away “You can remove your hands now, kid. This adult is through with her dirty talk. For now. “Thank you!” Serena said theatrically as she removed her hands fro

Serena rubbed her wrist and slowly stood up. Gritting her teeth, she straddled Shawn without hesitation. Shawn's eyes lit up with surprise. "Well, well, I didn't expect you to be so bold. I like it." Suppressing her disgust, Serena reached out to unbutton Shawn's shirt. He leaned back slightly against the couch, his breathing unsteady, and squinted at her. "Hurry up!" Serena's gaze turned icy. Her hand slowly reached for the side table where an ashtray was placed.

Serena looked so exhausted and she couldn’t even open her eyes to see me. “Serena!” I spoke. “Just listen to me, you don’t even have to respond. I’m going to come for you. I’m going to take you out from there.” She opened her eyes to look at me, which nearly brought tears to my eyes. She didn’t deserve any of it. “Just hang in there. It’s going to end and I’ll take you on a yacht again. Please be strong.”

“But Babe, didn’t he mislead you? I mean, it’s such a jerk move to let you continue to believe that he’s the bastard’s husband, you know.” Serene bowed her head, and with a barely audible voice she said, “I know. But I cannot help it, Sis.” She looked at Mary with desperate eyes. “It just happened. I just knew that I liked him.” She tugged on her hair and let out a heavy sigh. “I know it’s so fucked up. He’s Bryan’s brother-in-law…” she bit her lip and looked at her friend. Her eyes became glassy as tears accumulate at the edge of her eyes. “But I can’t help it, Sis.”

Serena’s POV “I’m leaving, Lucien.” He didn’t even look up at first. His hands were clasped behind his back, shoulders tense, staring at the far wall like he’d been expecting this. “When?” “Tomorrow.” He turned slowly, eyes dark and calm in that dangerous way of his. “You sound sure.” “I am.” His gaze swept over me, steady but unreadable. “You can barely stand for more than five minutes without swaying. And yet you think you can walk out of here and go back to the man who nearly had your child ripped from you?”