Black Summoner Sera Novels & Stories

The young woman, Sera introduces herself. "Sera...not your actual name, is it?" I ask knowingly. "Well, you can consider it a codename. But my name is Seraphine." Sera replied with a casual shrug. "How come you get to be Sera?" I could not help the question. Sera laughs quietly at that, shrugging slightly. "It was either that or Top(II). I'm Seraphine Vega, the Beta Healer. You've met my not so better half, Beta Warrior, Top... Cedric." Sera calmly stated.

She had to admit that she was crushed when she learned that Jay stole her personal stamps. She was bitterly disappointed in him. Sera laughed wildly when she saw how furious she looked. "Oh Angeline, even your beloved man isn’t taking your side now. I’d like to see how you can keep being so arrogant." Having said that, Sera turned around and left. Grayson watched with a solemn look on his face as Sera walked off. Feeling uneasy, he said, "Ms. Severe, Sera has a unique identity because she’s the daughter of Madam Ares and Steven Bell. She has frequented both Ares and Bell families in the past few days. If she manages to persuade both Ares and Bell families to cooperate, then we will be at a g

He answered and kept the questions to itself before following Saiya. "How does it feel using Azul's ability?" The lady asked him as they walk towards the woods of Markimstin, the largest forest of the Horalian Kingdom. "I feel heavy, My Lord. Maybe because I have blood and flesh right now." "Endure it for the meantime. Until we get to the place Samu arranged for us," Saiya whispered as they both got nearer the forest. Samu is one of her Shadow Soldiers that she extracted from the villagers of Chaaya. Before she ordered her knights to inspect the village they had just come from, she dispatched Samu to investigate Markimstin in advance.

Hujan rubbed his face roughly. “Step back, both of you! Let me deal with it. Because I'm what they want!" Sunyi's said firmly. Bima and Hujan gasped, Sunyi was standing behind them. In her hand was holding a whip. She was already wearing battle clothes. Hujan frowned.

She still had a broad smile on her face as she departed my room. I let out a deep sigh as I sat down on the leather chair in my room. Later on, I called out one of my warriors to summon Aurora to me. “Serena, get Aurora and bring her to me now!” I ordered the she-wolf warrior Serena. She was one of my trusted warriors, she has fought alongside me in various wars. She earned my trust throughout the years under my command. She knelt on one knee and bowed to me slightly. “Yes, my Alpha, I will bring her immediately,” Serena replied with conviction in her voice.

Chapter six: Roman’s pov*** She turned… “Hi,” she said with a bright smile on her face, but this wasn’t Zara; the woman who stood in front of me was nothing like her. This was a confident and composed young lady in her black gown that clung to her body. “I'm Sera Quinn,” she said while stretching out her hand for a handshake. “And you are Roman, Roman Vale, my new boss,” she continued. I stared down at her hand but didn't shake it.

I remained there, perfectly still, waiting for her next command. “This is where he’ll find you,” Sera explained, her voice taking on that religious quality that always preceded her most twisted pronouncements. “His mate, naked, broken and waiting. His queen, reduced to a puppet.” She reached out, one finger tracing the line of my jaw with awful tenderness. Sera stepped back, studying me with evident satisfaction. “Wait here,” she ordered. “Don’t move until he comes for you.”

Serena “Serena, we are here to ask you to take the ritual that would reverse the one that was done on you so as to give up the blood pull you have on the members of the Crimson Shadow Pack," after a long pointless deliberation about my amnesia and their fascination with it as if they could touch it, they finally came to the point that had brought us there. This was what I was waiting for. The moment of reckoning and of making Alina know that the world didn't revolve around her arse had come.

He blinked water from his eyes and finally got a good look at his attacker. A girl. Nineteen, maybe twenty. Dressed in silk robes embroidered with golden phoenixes, soaking wet, her perfect face twisted in rage. Behind her stood two servants in gray uniforms, frozen like they were watching a bomb tick down. Jayvyn's memories supplied her name: Sera. Half-sister. Father's legitimate Beta daughter. Has wanted you dead since birth. "You hit me?" Sera touched her ribs, disbelief morphing into fury. "You're dead. I'll tell General Kael you attacked me, and he'll—"

My chest burned, and my fingers trembled as I touched the dark bruises already forming on my throat. Footsteps approached fast from the secondary exit line. Sera stepped into the amber light. She was holding a short, recurve hunting bow, her fingers already pulling a second arrow from the quiver strapped to her hip. She looked down at Marta’s body, then raised her eyes to track the blood on my vest. "You took too long to move," Sera said flatly, lowering her bow. Her voice was steady, completely lacking the playful, cocky tone she usually used around the camp.