Novel & Cerita Ash Serena Fanfiction

This time she was wearing a black halter neck top with tight black jeans and her hair was tied up in a ponytail. As Serena was a brunette so the red lipstick looked perfect on her complexion. Ashton quickly stepped out with blowing his head down. Serena just stared him from tip to toe and somehow she was calm... "Ohhh... what a hot boy. Who is he?" she asked with a whistle. Jules put the pen down and said, "He's Ashton. My new assistant." Serena let out a grin and started using her phone. "She's not picking up my phone," Serena said frustrated.

A faint smile pulled along her lips as she put a hand on top of his. "Shan, I get your concern but it was not the way you thinking. He had his reasons to be mad at me," Serena replied. "And we made up yesterday anyway," she added as a radiant smile blossomed across her face. "Yesterday?" Shanice probed. "Yeah. We hung out together yesterday. Not technically hanging out as we stayed at my place most of the time. We cooked together, ate together, and had lots of fun. It will sound cheesy, Shan, but being with Asher....he makes me happy. He cares for me. Time flies for me whenever we are together..I think..Shan, I think I am falling for him," Serena admitted, blushing a little. She had not said

Serena thought maliciously to herself, “Keep putting on an act! Just wait until your older brother gets kidnapped and you’re forced to drop out of school. Let’s see what kind of freedom to date you’ll have then!” Galen had clearly run entirely out of patience with her presence. “If you have no actual business here, please refrain from wandering around the laboratory building,” he commanded coldly. “We still have serious matters to attend to.” Serena glared at both of us, managing to squeeze out one last tense smile. “Fine then. I won’t disturb you any longer, Hill,” she said through gritted teeth. “I wish you the best of luck in the competition!” Her eyes radiated pure venom as she walked aw

CHAPTER SEVEN Serena sat on the edge of the bed she shared with Damon and stared into space, she had to admit that she loved the feel of his hands on her but he had pushed her away like she was a monumental mistake and it had hurt her. She wasn’t trying to feel entitled to him and they had both taken what they wanted from each other, so why did she feel like she had just being used. She sighed dramatically and got up twirling her fingers and looking around to do something, anything but think about what had just happened and how she felt about it. Cooking was something that would take her mind off everything so she decided to cook, ignoring how tired she was.

The surprised look on Sera's face was well worth the walk down to her bedroom. He quickly could've sent someone else to drop off the laptop he had purchased her, and the credit card was now in her name and attached to his spending account. Her mouth dropped open like a gaping fish as she held the fabric scraps. It's very amusing indeed. "You know," Asher starts as Sera stands there. I much prefer white lingerie on my women." She tosses the underwear back in the box and crosses her arms, glaring at him.

“You forced me to be here, and I'm not at fault for your mental state of health. People like you should be locked in rehab for years because your thoughts and vision are so messed up. If you're so worried about my body being on display, just fucking let me go back. You don't fucking own me.” I leaned in, my breath ghosting against her ear. “And yet, your body wants me here.” She sucked in a sharp breath and shifted away from me. “What? You think I don't see those nipples pointing and telling me to pinch them.” “You're a thwart Damien, get the fuck off!” “Liar, your arousal is everywhere but you do anything to lie to yourself because you're not lying to me Serena..” I could hear her heartbeat

Dylan spoke up while Jeremy threw daggers with his eyes. Wait! Was I going to be engaged to the group clown? Who the fuck takes the fiancée of a clown seriously??? “SERENA???!” I heard someone yell my name, snapping me back to the present.

“What are you doing here?” “I live here,” she said. Then her eyes landed on me. “Oh. The Luna.” She said Luna like it was a dirty word. --- My room was on the 3rd floor. Next to Ares’. “Security,” he said. “You’re never alone.” The room was huge. Black and gold. Weapons on the wall. A window with bulletproof glass. I set my bag down. “Who’s Serena?” I asked. Ares went still. “My ex-fiancée,” he said. “Political arrangement. Ended 2 years ago.”

Serena's body began to go slack, and she slid to the ground, her head resting against my tombstone. Through the rain, her eyes gradually lost focus, but she forced them to remain open and stared at my photo on the tombstone. "Jason… in the next life…" Her voice grew fainter. "In the next life… I'll be the one pursuing you… I'll be the one treating you right… Wait for me… Don't walk too fast…" Serena's final words came out as soft as a sigh before she closed her eyes. Her hand slid down from her side, with her empty palm facing up.

I have been in love with my brother's best friend for fourteen years. It wasn’t a harmless admiration, but love. It was the kind of love that followed me through high school, survived four years away at the university, and it all came rushing back the moment I saw Serena Walsh again. She’s a woman I can’t stop thinking about. A woman who haunts me in my dreams, stars in my fantasies, and also looks at me in ways that makes my heart race and my knees weak. As we spent more time together, it came harder to ignore the tension settling between us. If I however give in to what I want, I could lose my brother, destroy the only family Serena had ever known, and spoil the friendsh