Blue Archive Serika Novels & Stories

“Take Camila. And two of Bruna’s best.” Valerio tilted his head. “Worried about me, regina mia?” Her lips twitched. “Always.” — Later That Night – Sera’s Quarters The adrenaline had faded. The silence felt too heavy. Sera stood before her mirror, towel around her torso, damp hair cascading down her back. Her ribs still ached from the fight in Hong Kong, and her thighs bore angry bruises. But what caught her eye now was the scar just beneath her breast—a thin silver line.

Her long dark-chestnut hair was spread out, wet, clinging to both sides of her wax-pale cheeks. Her lips were a horrifying gray-purple, her eyes shut. At her left shoulder, the fabric had shifted a little from tumbling in the water, revealing a corner of that unremarkable old scar, clear as day. It was Sera. Her hands were folded quietly over her belly. My eyes nailed themselves to her belly. Because the clothes were completely soaked, clinging tight to her body, the part the skirt had hidden now showed a clear, rounded curve. Boom. My mind felt like it had been struck.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

The phone finally buzzed against my palm, the vibration cutting through the heavy quiet of the house, and I snatched it up before the first ring could rattle the room. "What do you have, Marcus?" I asked, stepping deeper into the narrow pantry hallway to keep my voice away from Hailey's ears. Marcus came back into the system after two hours, his breath hitching slightly before he began reading from his terminal screen. He told me that Sera Blanc was twenty-seven years old, worked as a freelance translator, had no family she spoke about, was quiet and private, and had lived in the seventh arrondissement for three years. He noted that there was no criminal record, no unusual financial activity

“Why didn’t she let the court know where she came from? What is she hiding?” My heart skipped a beat yet again before I reminded myself that Baird had this. As soon as the villagers learned I was from Pack Alliance, they would treat me as a spy with no other questions asked. That would be the end of the inquiry. And the end of me. Baird held up a hand. “There’s an explanation for that, too.” He glanced at me, likely noticed my wide eyes, and squeezed my waist where he still supported my weight against his side. “I hate to have to reveal her secret.” He shook his head and took a deep breath, blowing it out between his lips. “But I suppose it’s come to that.” He glanced at me and shrugged. “Se

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.

If he had access to books, maybe he could also find out more about this society; and possibly even a way to escape that didn’t involve being thrown out naked and defenseless. “Very well.” K'coba removed a tablet sized screen from the entertainment unit and showed Leroy how to access the menu and start the lessons. In addition to the screen, a device fastened around his forehead and curved into one ear. Before K'coba handed the screen to Leroy, he paused and added an additional choice. “The red menu is for the language used by the Imperial House… it is probably the most universal.” He gazed at Leroy thoughtfully for a moment. “The blue menu is for Albaza. Albaza is Almighty Xcott's native lan

Serin said. The second name came back that evening. One of Sera's extended clan. A cousin she had not seen since childhood. Living in the Southern Wastes territory. Not connected to the consortium or the archive building or any of the things Sera's grandfather had been involved in. Just a person living an ordinary life who had never been told what their bloodline connected to. Sera read the name and was quiet for a moment. "I know her," she said. "We played together when we were very small."

"And Sera knew Kalista even better than I did. She helped raise her after your grandmother passed. She will look at your face and she will know." Rebecca said nothing to that. She walked and breathed the cool air and tried to settle the thing moving in her chest. "Are you nervous?" Maren asked. "Yes," Rebecca said. "Good," Maren said. "It means it matters to you." Sera's house was at the end of a narrow path lined on both sides with low shrubs, most of them past their season, dry and rustling softly as they passed. The house was small and well-kept, and the front door painted a deep blue that had faded over many years to something quieter and more personal. Pots of dried herbs sat on either

“No need for formalities, dear. Help me adjust Gigi’s veil.” Blair nodded happily. Serenya entered just then, carrying iced coffee drinks, my favorite. “Did you go back to Keladia for my frozen mocha swirl, extra whipped cream?” I gasped, grabbing one and taking a huge sip. “Brain freeze... brain freeze!” I yelped. Mama touched my temple, and the pain vanished instantly. “Well, portals are convenient,” Serenya said with a chuckle. She’d been smiling more lately, though she’d remained serious since the battle against Ezekiel’s followers.