Ash Serena Fanfiction Novels & Stories

,Anastasia asked. "Why risk my life for a war I will lose?",Serena asked. "Even if I manage to defeat the black witch, I'm still going to die. The darkness will consume me. Sozai can take the darkness away. He has shown me how happy I will be with him". "This isn't you Serena", Anastasia said sadly. "You've been blinded by the magic of the mer creatures. Can't you see? You've been manipulated". "Don't be so quick to judge me Anastasia",Serena said. "When you took me to the past, you told me all I needed to know. Why didn't you warn me about the mer creatures? Where you jealous that Sozai would find me attractive?".

Ashley joined her with two mugs of tea. “You look better this morning,” she said. Serena took the mug and smiled faintly. “I’m just tired. But thanks.” Ashley sat beside her. “We never got to talk after your wedding. I wanted to be there.” “I know,” Serena said. “But it all happened fast.” Ashley looked out at the trees. “Do you love him?” Serena answered right away. “Hell no. I don't know a lot but I know he's not my type.”

“Come on. You need rest.” Serena hesitated only a moment before crawling in. The sheets smelled like lavender and sea air. She curled on her side, and Viv slid in behind her, pulling her close, warm, steady, safe. For a long time, Serena said nothing. The television glowed in the background. More pundits arguing. More vitriol. More people who didn’t even know Luca or Asher acting like they owned their stories. Serena exhaled shakily. “He was so in love with him, Viv. Even when he pretended not to be. All those years. I hated him for it, but…”

Serena's expression hardened, and without warning,she pushed me away and her palm connected with my cheek in a resounding slap. “You’re forgetting that you slept with your freaking personal assistant on the day it was supposed to be our six months anniversary you moron!” “Wait.. Serena.. you know it was a silly drunken mistake. It was my friend’s bachelor party as well and she happened to be there. Things got out of control and then—“

She relaxed, letting sleep take over. . . (A few days later.) Serena took a sip from her tea, her gaze at the garden in front of them but she wasn't looking at the flowers. She was having tea with Mother Wilson and instead of her to feel relaxed, she's been more tense than usual. It's been days since she left Gerald's manson and it's been itching her to go back. She misses him so much. Unfortunately, Mother Wilson wasn't ready on releasing her yet. There's also the issues of the rumors, although Mother Wilson had very doing her best to stamp it out, she knows it wouldn't fade away to easily. It sucks so much. Her not being a noble makes everything worse as she's being labeled as a slut.

She gritted her teeth, the mention of her late mother's mysterious death like a match lighting the fuse of her already incendiary rage. Ignoring Alex completely, Serena tossed her designer handbag unceremoniously to the floor and flexed her muscles with a look of feral intensity contorting her beautiful features. "I'm going to show you the side of me you've never met before," she growled in a low, dangerous tone. Diana's face was clearly written in confusion as she took a few hasty steps backward, suddenly afraid of Serena's frightening transformation. "Wh-what do you mean?" she stammered, her bravado faltering.

"And I didn't fucking like it." A snort escaped my lips as I looked into my favourite colour of irises. "You weren't supposed to, smartass." Again, Ares cracked a smile. It was small, with no teeth but it was there. "What you saw back there with Serena, it wasn't what it seemed like." His voice was steady as he spoke and his hand returned to my waist. Heating my entire body. "She was straddling you. And your hand was wrapped around her throat." I blinked at him. Jealousy was rearing its ugly green head at me and it threatened to choke the life out of me.

And yet, somehow, he got my attention. A voice inside me whispered, He’s just a friend. Period. My phone vibrated, pulling me from my thoughts. I glanced down, my heart skipping a beat when I saw his name on the screen. How the hell- Arsen: Hey, bella. I know you must hate me for what I did. Arsen: I'm sorry. I would never come between you and your husbands. I apologize for that. Arsen: Can we talk? I stared at the message, my chest tightening. A thousand emotions surged through me all at once, but I didn’t reply immediately.

****** LIAM’S POV — NIGHTFALL Serena lay sprawled across the chaise, a glass of red wine in hand, flipping through old photos of Laura with cold amusement. “She’s beautiful, even when she’s terrified,” she said. “She’s stubborn,” I muttered, pacing the room. Serena tilted her head. I turned toward her. “We threaten her again,” she said, rising to her feet. “But this time, we hit harder.” “She won’t break,” I said. “Not unless we take something she still loves.” She smirked. "kill her father, bomb Richard... ruin them all!" "Easy there, that would be a nice death."