Emily Seraphim Novels & Stories

A muscle twitched in his jaw, he opened his mouth to answer her but Zion beat him to it. "When Xander and his pack left after the massacre, Blake and Ela returned to collect Seraphina’s body. Alpha Blake was the king of rogues so it wouldn't have been difficult for him to defeat Xander but at that time, saving you was his top priority because Isabella was a psychotic woman. She envied Seraphina for everything and hated her to no extent. When that evil bitch caught the wind of Seraphina being pregnant, she accompanied Xander only to kill her." Emmaline turned red in anger. She already wanted to strangle that vile woman but those feelings turned more powerful now.

“Emily! Finally!” No, kill me please.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

This can't be. This can't be true... I'M IN THE BODY OF HILARY!

“No, Mathias, you need to listen to me. When I met Nevaeh, I was scared. I was scared of what I felt for her and what might happen to her if she entered my world. Since we’ve gotten here, you’ve experienced a variety of things that have shaken your world. But I have to tell you, you’re being an idiot.” My head snaps forward at his comment. Not a lot of people dare speak to me in such a tone. I’m Mathias Black, head of the Council. A centuries-old Seraphim who has killed legions. Giving Mikhail my most withering scowl, I manage to grit out, “I think you need to walk away, Mikhail.”

The hall obeyed instantly. “She will speak,” he said. “And then she will face judgment.” Seraphine’s throat burned. “You’re condemning me.” “You condemned yourself,” he replied. Her heart splintered. “I trusted you.” “So did I.” Their gazes clashed. Pain and fury coiled between them like twin serpents. “Tell them,” he commanded. Her nails dug into her palms. She lifted her chin. “My name is Seraphine Vale,” she said, her voice echoing. “I was raised by the Aegis, an order sworn to destroy immortal beings. I was trained to infiltrate, seduce, and kill.”

“Did you check her birthmark?” King Thorne asked, his voice hesitant but filled with hope. Queen Seraphina didn’t look away from me. Her hands still held mine tightly, her eyes shimmering with tears. “I don’t need to check her birthmark to confirm it’s Emily,” she said softly. “I saw it in her ear. That tiny scar — she got it when I accidentally wounded her with my hairpin. I remember every detail of that day. That scar is still there. My baby is home.”

It wasn’t a prison, but it wasn’t freedom either. A quiet knock startled me. “Come in,” I called, my voice hoarse. The door swung open, and a woman stepped in, her presence so vibrant it was almost jarring. She had long, dark curls and an easy smile that immediately softened the tension coiled in my stomach. “You must be Seraphina,” she said, her voice light and warm. “I’m Lilliana. Rafael’s sister.” I blinked. She looked nothing like him. There was no sharp edge to her, no coldness. Where Rafael was all shadows and quiet menace, she was golden warmth.