Dark Seraphim Novels & Stories

“You’re not fine, and it could take days for this to work, even if it is possible for it to work. Are you just going to lay here on your back with these fucking monsters all over the place, unconscious, for days?” “It won’t take as long in here,” Ryker said between winces. “How the fuck do you know?” Jo screeched. “You know someone who has come into the goddamn Blood Moon Portal and turned themself into a--what kind of serum was that? Guardian? Hunter?” She knew that there had been experiments years ago where humans had attempted to change themselves into “superhumans.” They’d taken the serum that LIGHTS team members used to Transform and shot up with it. As far as she knew, none of those at

For their part, the four guild clans worshiped the God of the Oracle. Laria, the Supreme High Priestess of the Order of Noor and wife of Theobald, had orchestrated the capture of her husband, their kids and some other member of their clan, in order to deceive the unsuspecting Brotherhood, to try to seize some of the stones of the Golden Serpent. Now however, luck had presented them with the opportunity to seize The Golden Serpent with the full set of gems.

The Grand Inquisitor fell to his knees, vomiting black smoke as Seraphina descended from the air, surrounded by a swirling vortex of silver, red, and emerald light. "This is the strength of unity," Seraphina said, looking down at the broken leaders with cold, absolute finality. "This is the power of love." With one final wave of her hand, she unleashed a wave of cleansing, blinding light that swallowed the darkness entirely, shattering the Cult’s defenses once and for all.

Seraphina knew she couldn’t ignore a direct question from Lady Lissandra and tried to calmly answer her “I am not sure what you mean my Lady, I do not know what a familiar is, only that I am disfigured” Lady Persephone’s blue eyes bore into her with a deathly coldness as Lord Silverus spoke up “Disfigured? That is nonsense, do show us your markings er..er.. What is your name?” “Seraphina my Lord” she whispered in reply. Seraphina wished to the Gods that the floor would just open up and swallow her whole. “Seraphina, please do show us your markings, it is so rare to see a Dhampir with a familiar” Responded Lord Silverus. Seraphina frowned slightly, she did not know what a familiar was however

"The kind you'd never dare look in the eye." Miriam gave her a shove, scandalized. "Stop saying such things! You'll curse us all." But the damage was done. The image hung there, vivid, forbidden, and Seraphine hated that she could see it so clearly in her mind—a man cloaked not in rags or robes, but in something heavier. A presence that didn't beg for mercy, but demanded silence. That night, after Compline, the sisters retired to their dormitory. The long chamber was filled with rows of narrow beds, each draped with thin linen sheets. The room buzzed softly with whispered voices, though silence was expected.

“WHAT?!” Seraphine raised her hand, and instead of channeling darkness, she focused on every good memory she had. The memory of Lucien’s hug. The memory of her mother’s voice. The memory of what it felt like to be free. “I CHOOSE LIGHT!” she screamed. She pushed her power outward. It wasn't dark anymore. It was silver, pure and bright. “ARRRGH!” Hellspawn screamed as her energy burned him like holy fire. His hand recoiled, loosening its grip. Seraphine fell forward, dropping to the ground, but she didn't run away. She stood up, trembling, and turned her back on him, walking slowly toward the circle.

“You know, Ren, you haven’t even told us much about your mate. What’s she like?” I let his words sink in. I let him rope my thoughts and guide them away from the rage. “Small,” I breathed. “She smelt like vanilla and peaches hidden under a coat of ash.” Seraphine was the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on, but I didn’t want to be shallow. I paused and recounted our first meeting. “She… stood up to the demon even though he could have snapped his fingers and killed her. She wanted to be with me. There is no doubt that Seraphine was the white light we saw; she radiated purity. I couldn’t smell any other scents on her, either. She’s- Seraphine is a virgin.”

Gusto kong magtago sakanya dahil nagmayabang pa naman ako na mas matalino ako sakanya. Sumilip ako sa gilid ni Ted at tinignan si Leonardo. I raised my brows when I saw a girl talking to him. Nakangiti ang babae at ganun din si Leonardo. "Sabi mo hindi masyadong nagsasalita yang si Leonardo? Bakit enjoy na enjoy?" Napalingon si Ted at agad ibinalik ang tingin saakin. "That girl is Morgana. ABM yan pero kahit sobrang ganda niya loyal parin ako sa pagiging pink blood"

Episode 2 Mr. Satan and me. I couldn’t shake off the strange encounter with Aryan as I hurried through the dimly lit parking lot, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. My breath was still uneven from the altercation, but just as my nerves started to settle, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows, his presence unsettling yet somehow grounding. “Are you all right, Miss Das?” Professor Adam Valerian’s voice was low, almost indifferent, but his eyes held a predatory intensity that made my stomach flip.

“But this is only the beginning, Mia. By the time these thirty days are over, you’ll be completely addicted to being my obedient little fucktoy.” He slowly pulled out, leaving me bent over the desk, dripping with his cum, my body trembling and my mind spinning. He unfastened the cuffs and pulled me up, turning me to face him. “Why do I think thirty days is no longer enough,” he said, his voice dark with possesion. “I’m keeping you longer than that, Mia. This body, this pussy… it belongs to me now. Maybe Permanently.” I couldn’t respond to that because even though I had sold my body to the devil, a small, dark part of me was already starting to crave more.