Ash X Serena Comic Novels & Stories

He pulled off his gloves and strode over, his presence cutting through the noise like a blade. “What’s going on?” he demanded, his voice even but sharp. No one answered. Eyes darted between Serena and Chiara. Serena didn’t even bother standing up. She took another bite of fruit and said casually, “She said she feels sorry for you. Then she started crying.” For a moment, Alexander just blinked at her, trying to process it. Then disbelief crossed his face. “No way,” he muttered, shaking his head. “Is she crazy?” Serena nearly choked trying to stifle a laugh. She pressed her lips together and took a quick sip of water to hide it.

Joshua watched him carefully, and in the blink of an eye, with a loud growl, Mark attacked Joshua. The Beta dodged the attack skillfully and instead had the warrior eating dust as he slammed Mark onto his back. Mark didn't stay down for long. Mark hopped back on his feet and he along with Joshua, began to circle each other. In the forest, Asher and George were doing their best to hold their own against Damien's night demons, and yet the swarm just continued to grow. Asher sustained a stab wound to his left abdomen, his right thigh, and a bleeding gash above his left eyebrow.

intimate. "You're out of moves, Sera!" Dante said and I could see the ghost of a smirk on his face. My breath hitched. My heart cracked. What the hell was wrong with me? Seraphine's gaze found mine. She looked at me. Right into my soul. And she smiled. A slow, taunting smirk that told me she knew exactly what she was doing. That she saw the storm inside me and reveled in it. "I wouldn't be so sure, Dante!" She purred.

“Where, or what? Which one would you like to get now? Or will it be both? You decide.” Julianne knew what he was talking about. He was asking if she wanted to get the book now or get answers to the questions she had. And if she wanted both, she would have to visit the boy’s dormitory. “What is he talking about?” Marianne asked her. Cassian tilted his head to the side and said to Marianne, “So you are Ash’s new friend.” Julianne couldn’t think straight at the moment, especially when Maximus was looking at her like he knew something about her. And one thing she knows is that it was one of the two that gave her friend the bite marks. And yet, she had to help Marianne out.

Asher's POV I got out of my bed with a thick stretch hoping the day would be different from every other day. The disappointment from the day before came right back the moment I got under the shower. "Selene I want you back," I muttered and gritted my teeth in anger. That fool of an Alpha was actively seeking war but I didn't want to strike. If I did, Selene would never notice my sincerity.

he asked, pointing to a photo she kept in her bag. Eve paused, then smiled gently. "He got hurt trying to save someone. But he's strong, and he's healing every day. The kind of man who builds empires and still runs into fire." Sam nodded thoughtfully. "Can I draw a billionaire superhero with scars like him?" "Yes," she said, her voice catching. "You should. All heroes carry marks from their battles." The afternoon stretched on with laughter and paint splatters, but her thoughts kept drifting back to Alex. She wondered how his day was unfolding — if the executives welcomed him, or if the weight of old expectations and whispered rumors pressed too heavily.

Ethan Ashford I came back to the shelter. Serena was at the entrance. She had not stayed inside. She had the other length of cable in her hand and she was watching the tree line with the expression of someone who had been sitting with the sounds of what happened in those trees and had made her own assessment and was waiting for me to come back so she could act on it. She looked at the knife in my hand. She looked at my face. "Are you hurt?" she said.

What if I ruin this? A low, knowing chuckle rumbled from the hearth. "You can hear her hesitating from over here, can't you, fire?" Seraphiel said, her voice a calm counterpoint to my unease. "Don't be so timid, child. Their fate is to be crushed anyway. Just leave the stems." Her gentle teasing worked. "Right," I breathed, my shoulders loosening. At that moment, the stool beside me scraped against the floor. Cassius had finally moved, taking a seat in the firelight.

She had thrown me away, so why did she care? "Stella, let's go home." Hudson came up behind her and pulled at her sleeve. She knocked his hand off. "You go. I have something to do." He stumbled. The color drained from his face, hurt and resentment flashing through his eyes. He shot one last look at me and Cassia, then walked off into the crowd. Stella waited for him to disappear. Then she came down the steps and walked straight toward us. "Damon." I turned. She stood a few steps away, her face dark.

Serena: Every inch of my existence was battered. My body throbbed, and my eyes were now dry from crying. When I woke up, I found myself beside an abandoned building of the dead pack. It took me a few minutes to even force my eyes completely open. But I still hadn't managed to move much since then. Quiet whimpers slipped from my lips whenever I tried to call for help. It wasn't even the physical pain that weighed me down—it was the crushing of my spirit and the violation of my body that left me paralyzed.