Can You Marry Serana Novels & Stories

'' I asked everyone. Papa said ''They are in hurry so we will get you guys married tomorrow. We will just announce that you are getting married and we will have reception in weeks time.'' I am not happy with this at all. I don't even know this person how can I get married? What is even her name. What should I do? I have already given my consent to this marriage so now there is no blackout. If I get married after month or tomorrow there isn't any difference. I just nodded and went to my room. I called Saurya and Veer on conference call.

" I need to tell him what my reasons are, and whether he believes me or not, it’s up to him. “Because you don’t love me! I will die because I caught you red-handed sleeping next to your former lover!” Serina knew he might think she had gone crazy but whatever. They will not meet after today, because she will attend a seminar tomorrow. She will only be back after the Chairman's burial. If things would follow the original sequence, then her death is absolute, and it is bound to happen if she won't change her fate. He looked puzzled, speechless, and it took his brain minutes to function again. “Wait, what? How do you exactly conclude things about divorcing me? Aren’t you thinking too much?”

“Jaxon? I need you to gather our strongest men. All of them.” I looked out the window at the city below. Somewhere out there, Serena was trapped in a mansion with a monster. My Serena. The woman I’d loved and lost and apparently couldn’t stop loving, no matter what she’d done. “And Jaxon? Make sure they’re all armed. We’re going up against a vampire.” I hung up the phone and turned to Alec. “Serena didn’t choose this marriage. I’m sure of it. Someone like Lucan doesn’t ask nicely when he wants something. He takes it.”

If anyone of them had fired a bullet then, it would have been the end for Damien. I suddenly felt bad for pushing him to save other people when he couldn't even guarantee his own life. Marco waved his hand,this action breaking into my thoughts and forcing me to focus on him once again. "Forget it, you are still married to Sebastian in name, and I still prefer him more. If you really can't win over Sebastian,then we'll have to switch our sights to Damien. I think I should meet him, I haven't seen him for a few years," Marco tapped his chin with a calculating look on his face, and I instantly knew that he was plotting something once again.

“You came to see if it was true?” “Adrian…” I hiccup, my voice weak. “I j-just—” Ivy shakes her head at me. “Sera, move on! Adrian and I are in love, and we’re going to get married.” “I’m not trying to stop you—” “You ditched me, Sera! You just…disappeared on me, and now you want closure?” Adrian hisses. “Did you give me the chance to ask for closure?” By now, the tears are already streaming down my face. I struggle to wipe them, my breath coming out in short pants.

She instinctively grabbed Damien's arm, her fingers pressing so hard that his blue veins tensed. Damien didn't turn his head. He just turned the key, the engine rumbled, and the car sped off again without a word. Serena slammed her back against the passenger seat, breathing heavily, trying to fight the tightness in her chest. “Fine,” she said defiantly. “If you want Yonara to be the mother of your son, that’s fine with me. As long as Charis accepts it, that means I have a good chance of marrying Tygo.”

One would think the wedding was his since he'd singlehandedly been planning every step of his master plan carefully for weeks since the mysterious demise of Darius Martel. Initially, the wedding truly was his to Darius' widow, Cayetana Martel, but out of the blue, he woke up feeling like I was of age to marry either of the Martel daughters and prove I had his blood running through my veins. In all the twenty-six years of my life, I hadn't imagined myself marrying anyone anytime soon, that too, a woman like Sofia. I was raised to be merciless, cold and heartless. Looking into those innocent milky pools of the most uncommonly striking green eyes I'd ever seen vividly reflected the delicate nat

she asked, trying to clear the tension in the air Serena broke the gaze first, turning to look at Sarah and I smirked, knowing that was one thing that can never happen. She might be Luna, but Victor will never marry her unless I was dead, even if I ran away, it would make no difference. " Soon. It will happen soon, " she responded, throwing a fake smile at them. " Will it? I didn't notice it while living there. Alpha Victor doesn't seem to know what to settle down with, Gamma Serena. He only announced you as Luna, not his wife, " I stated the obvious and walked closer to her, placing my chin on her shoulders.

I think the officiant decided to ignore that. "Do you, Isabelle Kimberly Greene, take, Ivan Trevelyan, as your lawfully wedded husband to have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, fit or fat, for the rest of your life?" I hesitated, swallowing. Did I really want to do this? I mean, I had no other option. No marriage, no job. I felt the weight of stares from different angles on me particularly from behind me -where the bridesmaids were- and in front of me -where Mr. Asshole stood- I looked up to meet his gaze. His grey eyes were fixed solely on me, unmoving. His stare was daring. Daring me to say something stupid. Daring me to ruin everything.

He said, shaking his head. Justin said nothing and took another swig of his drink. “Did you call her? Ask her back.” “I did, but her number’s already unavailable.” Dylan froze from his answer and stared at Justin. He looked as if an idea sparked from his brain. “Do you know where Serene is now?” “No. She’s probably in Coast City.” Dylan stroked his chin, his brows furrowed and contemplated. “Do you think Mary broke up with me to hide Serene?”