Braixen Serena Novels & Stories

Gently, Serena placed the gun on the bed, next to the mysterious box. Her fingers barely trembled as she began to untie the red bow, the anticipation building up inside her like a ticking time bomb. The bow came undone, revealing a layer of white parchment paper wrapped around the contents, adorned with the elegant imprints of Zara —the brand. She carefully removed the paper, her eyes widening as the dress came into view. The vibrant cherry-red color seemed to leap out at her, drawing her in like a siren's call. The fabric felt luxurious to the touch, and she couldn't help but run her fingers over the intricate patterns, her senses tingling with pleasure.

she said, voice firm with indignation, brittle with bruised self-respect. "It's either you or your people," Nate gave her the choice, knowing very well what she would pick. Sera clenched her fists in frustration. After a heated stare down, she finally looked away in surrender. "Now hold out your hand," he instructed. Without glancing up, she reluctantly extended her arm. A chill touched her wrist, prompting her to look. He was slipping a bracelet over her hand. Even though made of white platinum, it looked more like a mini version of a dog collar with something written over it.

Aria’s fingers curled slowly against the side of her dress, close to where the blade rested. “I get that sometimes.” Serena studied her for another long second. Then she smiled again, softer this time. “I’m Serena of the Northern Bloodline. Since we’re both here tonight, I imagine we’ll be seeing more of each other.” She glanced once more at Lucien. “Enjoy the evening.” Then she turned and walked away, pale hair catching the light as she rejoined the crowd. * * * Only when Serena was fully out of hearing range did Aria release the breath she had been holding.

And me? Well, you will be surprised to know that I loved every moment. Loved that he carried me along. Like right now, with this lady that approached us. She obviously came for him but Axel wouldn’t let go of my hand so, she was forced to ask. “And who is this?” Her sleek bob and red lips screamed confidence at the very first glance. Just capturing your attention combined with her jumpsuit. I smiled, wanting to compliment her. “This,” Axel beat me to it, his voice light but proud, “is Serena. She’s into design. Don’t let her fool you with the innocent face though—she’s got talent that’ll blow your mind.”

When he sees me he smiles and walks over. -How's it going?- he asks as if we have known each other We've known each other all our lives. I shrug my shoulders. - I'm Axel, and you? -Kara- I answer. -Axel, come on, there are some hot twins and Campbell doesn't want you to come- says the blond entering the kitchen and shouting a little bit because of the music- oh the waitress, I'm Liam. -Kara- I answer without much enthusiasm.

Serena laughed a little at his tone, the negative energy between them completely melting away into the cool evening air. "Look, I truly apologize," Jax said, his voice sincere now. He smiled down at Serena. "I wish you the best of luck in the competition. But you should know, Bracia is the acting assistant for a reason. You need to brace yourself if you want to win this recruitment." Serena lifted her chin, her old sassy spark returning. "There are a lot of things you still don't know about me, Jax. I'll definitely put in my all."

Is it because he is the real of Barra? Half an hour ago, Serena had been staring at herself in the mirror. Her hands deftly make hair braids with a French braids style. It looks neat and also elegant because it shows a long neck. A milky white dress with a length above the knee already wrapped her beautiful body. Not forgetting the pastel-colored 7-centimeter high pump heels that have adorned the feet of A Serena. Her tapering hands sprayed orange blossom-scented perfume as the final touch for this afternoon's appearance.

"I can't imagine Loren being one to wait around." "She stinks of Alpha," The other slightly other one observed. "And the name, the description, it all matches." "Not just Loren's scent though..." Blake said with an evil look on his face. "Wilson?" The one holding me asked. I nodded my head, "Why do you smell of Alpha Wilson sweet cheeks?" "And why don't you have a mark?" Blake asked. "None of your fucking business." "It doesn't matter whose scent she has on her or why she isn't marked. The point is, she is Alpha Loren's Luna. Exactly what we were just saying would be too difficult to get," The older one said.

Karis, says meanwhile Alexandra who knew it was true nods her head. "So, what's the colour of the day?" Alexandra heard Karis asks, before drifting back to her thoughts. Involuntarily biting her lower lips, she nearly lets out a small moan, but gets hold of herself in time. Slowly wondering if it was the effect of the series she had just watched. She had just finished watching an episode in Elite, it was a steamy scene. Maybe that would have fueled her desires, because she was damn horny right now, and couldn't think straight, she wasn't even listening to Ruby and Karis conversation again.

“Stop—” “Don’t shift.” He commanded, showing her his silver-colored eyes. Her fangs and claws retracted, but her eyes kept their golden sheen. She fought his command and began a low growl. She could feel Serena lending her strength as they fought for control while the toxins coursed through her blood. “Come, my pet, let us continue this somewhere else.” Seth stood up, removed his jacket, and draped it across Brianna’s shoulders. He crouched to scoop her up from her seat, but he felt resistance as she pushed at his chest, sending him to take a step back.