Endymion Serenity Novels & Stories

“Serenity?” Noah’s voice pulled her from the nap she’d drifted into and Serenity snapped awake, jumping to her feet. "Noah!" The pair of demons were near the end of the alley and they stopped at the sight of her. She ran down the alley and threw her arms around the demon’s neck, hugging him and Noah’s arms wrapped around her, holding her for a moment. “Hey, it’s okay. We’re here.” Serenity stepped back, looking up at the blond. “I thought you were—”

he insisted. "Summon the six, let me do this and get out of here. And you are still going to explain when we the six became seven and the seventh happens to be a damsel but a rude one" Eldron walked over to the coffin. "I'm not summoning anyone else. It's you and me and her" Killian scowled. "Not even the son of the deceased?" Eldron walked away from the coffin angrily. "Can you just do this, the daughter of the deceased is present" Killian retorted impatiently.

Louis rode at my right shoulder in the position he had taken every time we moved through uncertain terrain, which I had stopped noticing consciously and started noticing only in moments like this when it was very dark and the road was unfamiliar and the fact of his presence at my right was so reliable it had become architectural. Lady Amara rode behind us with the third soldier and the small document case she had insisted on bringing, which contained the decoded correspondence and the Meridian archive letter and the copies she had made that morning of every relevant document because Lady Amara's deepest professional instinct was that the person who controlled the copies controlled the outcom

V “One day, Selene, the beautiful and serene Goddess of the moon was riding through the sky in her beloved silver chariot, driven by two stunning steeds whose coats were as white as snow and they bore wings of the same pristine white on their backs. Morning was almost upon her and she was travelling back home to rest. But while crossing a large grassland near the hills behind which the sun would rise, she saw something that immediately caught her attention. “Or, rather…it was someone. “It was none other than Endymion, the shepherd who lived nearby. But what made Goddess Selene pause in her way was the stunning beauty of the mortal man that outshone any God she had ever laid eyes on. Golden h

Her mother’s voice. Emry’s head jerked up. The mist parted, and there she was—Seren—bathed in light that bled gold into silver. Her hair streamed like water, her eyes alive with the power of the Goddess. Behind her stood Theron, his hand steady on her shoulder, the faint blue of his aura wrapping her in protection. “Mother?” Seren smiled faintly. “You’ve grown into everything I feared—and everything I hoped.” Tears blurred Emry’s vision. “How are you here?”

Serenity, "Have you ordered Levante's coronation attire? The designers should have sent it home already," the Lycan King asked Gamma General Gideon, Lunaria's mate and husband, as everyone enjoyed dessert during the celebrations. "Yes, My King. They will be delivered for Lycan General's final checks," he replied quietly. "Thanks to Serenity, I hope everything will go smoothly." The Lycan King looked at me with genuine gratitude. "We have been troubling you."

The thought sent a shiver down Stephen's spine, and he looked at Eryndor with a mix of fear and admiration for the young man's daring plan. The more he thought about the whales the more he became resolute in his mission. “Eryndor’s life may cherish the life of Anglica’s sweet dreams!” Angelica’s mind sounded pleased. Eryndor, sensing her lovely gaze, turned to meet her eyes again. For a moment, they just looked at each other, the tension between them palpable. They spoke no words but conveyed, “I love you Eryndor,” the message of sweet love conveyed in silence.

I asked while keeping my gaze fixed on the delicate little creature as she opened her mouth wide to yawn, revealing her gums that had absolutely no teeth and her tiny pink tongue. "Serenity." Antoine responded before Haidan could. "Serenity Leigh." "Serenity." I repeated, letting the word dance across my tongue. Could this be their hope for peace amongst the pack? That was the only thing I could think of as I watched the future of our herd close her eyes and begin to sleep.

Like I was a piece of misplaced furniture or a lost tool. "Serenity is an omega servant belonging to the Blackwood household," Elder Thomas continued, lifting his chin arrogantly. "Our pack took her in as a helpless, wolfless infant out of pure charity when her parents died. We housed her, fed her, raised her, and gave her a home for twenty years when no one else wanted her. Her trickery and false identity at the bride selection was a disgrace to Blackwood, and Alpha Gideon demands she be brought home for proper discipline."

Serenity and Xander waited patiently seated in the grey BMW X5 for Enzo’s signal when Serenity suddenly broke the silence. “Do you love her?” She questioned, catching a glimpse of the red heart emojis on Xander’s screen. “Love? Who?” he looked up in alarm and Serenity swallowed the amused smile threatening to break out. “Sapphire.” She nods to his phone, “That is her name right? It doesn't seem right to call her ‘the red head’.” She grinned sheepishly.