Calem X Serena Novels & Stories

“I'm only a week away from my due date, so Doctor Layla will be performing some checkups on me and the baby.” She added, “You shouldn't be there.” “Alright. Get going.” Adrian said and Camille picked up her bag and left the house. Adrian now had the time to think. His earlier words to Camille were simply to pacify her. Even though Serena had never successfully carried any foetus to term, he didn't know why he was deeply worried. He opened his phone and stared at the pictures of Elliot and Serena again. She seemed different, and has he developed an eye problem, or does she actually look more beautiful?

Celeste screamed again, her happiness hitting me and causing mine to explode within me. Damon and Serena broke into what I knew was a competitive sprint, each aiming to get to Celeste first, wearing bright smiles that made the past few days feel like nothing… I mean, we were back home together despite the odds. “My sweet baby,” Serena exclaimed as she shoved Damon off course with her body, snatching Celeste off her feet within a twinkle of an eye. I almost thought Damon let her win until he grumbled, “You cheated, Serena. Come on!”

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

Not a threat. Not dominance. Not power. Lyla. She was the pressure point, the anchor, the weakness, the strength. Everything. I stepped back just slightly, letting him breathe. “We will meet tomorrow at sunrise,” I said. “No fighting. No blades. Just decisions. Hard ones.” Serena frowned, scared, torn. “Kale, what are you planning?” I finally turned toward her. And for just a moment my control cracked. She looked so lost. So pulled between two worlds that neither of us fully belonged to.

Oh, shit— “Gosh, I leave you for a minute—okay, maybe an hour—and you vanish into a sea of the world’s richest investors and suddenly become the attention itself?” I laughed, my cheeks still flushed from the adrenaline pumping in my veins. “I couldn’t help it, sorry.” “Don’t ever be sorry for being yourself, Bella.” She said with a grin and pulled me into a warm hug, “I’m proud of you.” “Excuse me?” a voice interrupted, making us pull away and lock eyes with the person. It was Damien knight, the CEO of this show. “What’s your name?” “Serena Calloway.” I breathed out, licking my lips in excitement.

After a few seconds, I added, “Did Fallon contact you in any way since you went back home?” He chuckled sadly. “Yep,” He popped the p in the word. “She called to call in her first favor.” “And that’s to…” “To kill Selena Carrington,” He explained. “Robert Carrington’s wife?” I asked, my interest really piqued as I was trying to piece together what was going on. “Wait, why do I feel like she told you to do something similar?” “She said that I should kill Robert! I’m thinking maybe it’s just a test. I don’t think that she would want us killing people. Right?”

Today marked my 52nd attempt at holding the Luna Coronation Ceremony with Alpha Callum Nash. This time, I blocked all external mind links. The only guests permitted to enter the sacred grounds were our closest blood relatives. Burning with fever, I forced myself to swallow my discomfort and review the final ceremonial details with the elders. Not far away, Callum was on one knee in the lounge. He was carefully applying medicine to Seraphina Vance, the Omega who claimed she had twisted her leg.

Even the enchantments hissed and recoiled. And when it cleared— Serena stood alone in the center, panting. Maeron had dropped to one knee, the talisman cracked and flickering. Solmyra screamed. Serena’s hands trembled, but her eyes were steady. Alexandro crawled to her side, clutching his side, his face bloodied but determined. “We can’t stay here…” Serena turned toward him—and froze. Maeron was rising again. Behind him, Solmyra staggered up, her eyes blazing. And this time, both of them looked ready to kill.

“I taught you nothing of this sort, you slut.” “Your slut” Serena whispered seductively. “Yes, Mine!” Damon growled Another dirty thought popped into her head and with her eyes fastened so steadily on his, she began moving her hips up and down. Damon groaned and closed his eyes. Serena was for sure going to be the death of him, he thought just before flipping her over

Serena looked like in heaven too, seeing another matchmaking opportunity like the one she did with Alpha Aaron. “You should follow her, Adamar. We will be okay here,” she said, already in character. He nodded once to all of us and turned heels straight to the path we earlier entered; where the woman ran off to. Good luck to him taming that vixen. “Well now, I’m sure, you want information,” Calahiem started while a chair materialized behind him and claimed it. We did the same with the sectional behind us.