Ash X Serena Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He moves to the door, opening it just enough to step out into the threshold, but not enough to fully expose the room behind him, his body positioned deliberately, blocking their view, blocking their access, making it clear without saying it that whatever is inside belongs under his protection. Seren stands at the front, just as composed as ever, her dark eyes steady as they meet his, though there is something different in them now, something sharper, something more focused. Behind her stand two others. Elowen—quiet, observant, her magic always subtle but deeply rooted—and Maelis, younger, but no less dangerous, her gaze already searching past Rowan’s shoulder as if she expects to see somethi

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.”

Ambros and Aly’s relationship had been revealed to the public as the couple happily wished for, and most of all, I had gotten to see her again, that too in a beautiful dress. I imagined getting more of those dresses for her…. “Control yourself Asher.’ I told myself, suppressing my instincts. I couldn’t go too far and count my eggs before they had even hatched. All I needed was time and patience. Moving into the hallway, I contemplated what to do when a warmth on my hand pulled me out of my thoughts. “Well well, fancy seeing you again.” the voice came as a chill through me. I turned to meet Serena’s eyes, staring at mine like a predator.

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.

“You woke up. That’s what matters.” Behind them, Solmyra lay groaning on the floor, her body flickering between forms—young, old, drained, whole. Her lips were blue, her skin cold with sweat. She had underestimated Serena—grossly so—and now she was paying for it. But Serena didn’t look back. She couldn’t. She pulled Alexandro into her arms as much as his bindings would allow, kissing his temple and holding him tight. “Everything’s going to be alright,” she whispered. “I promise.”

Saying this, a devilish look started appearing on Asher's face. Mistaking Asher for Xavier, Bella grabbed his shirt, rubbed her neck on his chest, "Hubby, I can't bear it anymore, I feel as if someone has spread burning embers on my body." Have you put it, please Xavier do something"

“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

Her voice broke down at the end, dissolving into sobs. Mason stood off to the side, watching her coldly. There was no sympathy in his eyes—only deep, cutting hatred. "Serena, if you have any conscience left, go kneel at his grave. Then stay away from him." Serena didn't move. She kneeled there, clutching my photo while crying like an abandoned dog. However, I knew this wasn't the end. William was still in the hospital, waiting for a kidney, and Serena's obsession wouldn't just vanish after one breakdown.

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.

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