Firefly Inara Serra Novels & Stories

Sera Irina’s smile vanished. She sat perfectly still, her chest rising and falling in short, pained hitches. The arrogance drained out of her, leaving something hollowed out. She stared at the crystal, her pupils dilated with the realization that she had no cards left to play. She was trapped. I watched her process it. I saw the moment she accepted the cage. Keeping Torin alive was the only move that kept her head on her shoulders.

Ericson uttered ecstatically to Denise as he reached for a bottle of champagne that was situated not far away from him ,inside the ice bucket"You are going to get blown the fuck away!" "OH MY GOD!"Denise squiled loudly , bouncing excitedly on the seat as she looked at Eric with wide eyes"Are we really going to LáBlanca? Like Dom LáBlanca?" "The one and the only"Ericson confirmed just as thrilled "OH FUCKK!"Denise screamed one more time, earning chuckles from the rest of us ,before turning her face towards Bani who was sitting between her and Nikhil"Did you hear that Bani? We are fucking going to LáBlanca! Oh god ,I've been wanting to go there like....since forever"

They love me as if I’m their own. When I was younger, Ishir used to find me when I’d go hide and cry alone. He would walk up to me in his tiger form, wrap himself around me, and begin purring until I calmed down and fell asleep. Zephyr is much the same. She’s one of the most kind and gentle women I’ve ever met. I know she suffered, we all know what happened to her when Cal was in the laboratory, and then when she realized that Iniko was alive. When you live like we do, you don’t have any secrets. Well, unless you’re Iniko. He seems to be the only one who doesn’t know what his life was like before he was reborn.

Sirena suddenly exclaimed, looking away from James to watch the glowing little creatures flying around them. James chuckled at Sirena’s sudden shift in mood, her excitement like that of a child. "Yes, there are lots of fireflies here at night. That’s another reason this place is special," he said, watching as Sirena tried to catch one of the fireflies with her fingers. Sirena looked at the tiny lights with wide eyes, then slowly opened her hand as a firefly landed in her palm. "They’re so beautiful," she murmured in awe.

“Selene’s light, pierce the veil. Bind the shadow, heal the pale. Threads of fate, reveal your weave. In Moon’s name, let secrets leave.” The air thickens, heavier, charged. The candle flame stretches taller for a heartbeat, then flickers blue. Nevaeh’s chest rises a fraction higher, like something inside her stirs. Elara finally kneels beside the cot and places one hand on Nevaeh’s forehead, the other over her heart. She closes her eyes. “She is still here” Elara says after a long silence, her voice echoing faintly, like it is coming from farther away. “But the thread is thin. The curse has learned her taste. It drinks deeper each time you are near.”

Angel might not be a good warrior, but she was really good at causing trouble. I took Erika in my arms and mind-linked them that I had got her. It was time to get prepared for the retreat. You two can retreat now. Drive to the left until you reach the border between Fly Rock Pack and Lumiere Pack. Cause some border trouble and shift the blame to Richard. You can do whatever you want because I have an alibi. I mind-linked them.

I say softly as I lift my head up. “No, its not Serah but Elena.” The lady says.

Not even a mark. “Come on, we’ll be late!” a voice called. A girl grabbed Serra’s hand, pulling her along. “I don’t know you—” Serra began, but the girl didn’t slow. “Before the door closes!” she shouted, dashing ahead. Serra turned backwards and froze. Behind her, fire devoured the horizon. Red flames clawed across the sky, swallowing the kingdom in seconds. Her legs finally moved, instinct propelling her forward. She bolted, her skirts catching around her legs, her breath ragged.

None had dared speak the name meant to wake it. But Sirelia did. She whispered: “Seren.” The urn erupted. Not with fire, but with everything Elara had tried to bury. Screams. Memories. Visions of old gods, of drowned kingdoms, of a bloodline cursed to repeat its ruin. The sky choked on it. The stars turned red. Raisa stumbled back, choking on wind that smelled of betrayal and centuries. “What did you do?” Sirelia’s smile was not cruel. It was sad. Final.

The warriors less experienced are knocked out from the pain, their bodies lying limp on the ground as half of us manage to fight to stay awake. The moment we turn, I feel Cassandra lower her guard, taking a moment to recharge. Mira and Tristan must feel it too, as Mira stands up tall, "IGNIS" Mira screams, raising her hands. We all duck, the flames shooting from her hands spreading as she aims it at Cassandra and Selena. Cassandra manages to duck, her hands rising as she screams "CUSTODIRE" the flames going around her, not before burning Serena's arm badly.