Firefly Inara Serra Novels & Stories

Avisa says, Carrie hates that the conversation has been steered away from the topic she needed. “Hello to you to little siren,” she is a siren? She finds this amusing how a siren can be so comfortable with a vampire. “Come on let us leave the Crescents alone.” Dylan says starting his teleportation spell. When the group had left, she tried to start a conversation with Arnoux but he ignored her. But she doesn’t care, she is now sure both Avisa and Ophelia are sirens, and what most would call, a vampire’s treasure, and she knows a certain vampire that would make a fortune out of the two women, a certain Jason Stoker.

We still remember that girl Bruno met inside the plane during his flight back to Texas? Her name was Silvia. In addition to her beauty and other things that were physically intact in her, he had that charisma that most people would long to see in ladies but seemed just few of them had it, Silvia was one of them. Since that day they arrived in texas, Bruno haven't met with her again or even called her to know how she was faring. Silvia on her own side still maintained her own esteem and decided to wait for the call anytime it was coming even if it had to take till eternity to come.

Our mother referred to our healing ability as The Power Of Three. Leaving only dried blood behind, her cuts began to heal. “We need to cover her up,” Cassius said as he pulled his shirt off and put it on Avery. We stood up in unison. Climbing five steps at a time, we made it to the hallway leading to the main hall. Once outside, we take flight. I think to myself that this must be Avery’s first true flight in our arms instead of our talons. If she can ever forgive me, I would like to show her the peace that soaring in the sky offers. When we land, I rush Avery to her room and dress her while Cassius summons the tribe’s healer, Enya.

Persephone winked “Guys I wrote the letter already” Seraphina confessed and Persephone g@sped She couldn’t bring herself to confess to Jove so she wrote him a letter “I hope it gets to him,,I didn’t add my name though,,but since I wrote it,,I feel so happy” Seraohina smiled “I can’t wait to get out of this place,honestly” Persephone said “In a month girl,in a month we will be free” Seraphina said

"You're so amazing, Yumi. Ugh... so tight and delicious..." Her breath hitched and it seems that her heart stopped beating for a moment. She pulled the door back but with a gap, enough to see what the two were doing inside. Her lips trembled when she saw them having- s*x inside his office. The two people he cared about, people she trust, and people who she thought that the last people who will betray her. "Uhm... Marco, I love you!" Marco caresses her gently as if she's the most fragile glass he ever holds in his hands. Naera bit her lips until they bleed.

Turning, she came in contact with a male who was possibly only two years older than her, eighteen with black hair and hazel coloured eyes and an always serious expression, and though he mostly never smiled and was almost grumpy all the time, he was Ravens best friend "Sirius" The male eyes had locked unto Rins as they turned to a shade of dark yellow "Move away from her" Rin whimpered, nearly obeying until Raven beld his hand tight ans said to Sirius "Listen to me" Sirius' eyes looked down at hers as they suddenly began to cool down while she said "Rin would always be by my side as long as you would be. Though I am very much aware of the fact that he is Omega and I am a probable Alpha, he ha

“Because I walked quietly. Because I didn’t fight you. Because I smiled.” I knelt beside Isla, gripping her jaw and yanking her face up so she could look me in the eyes. “But you don’t get it. You don’t know who I am.” She whimpered. “I’m Aryn Fiona Flynn,” I whispered, voice sharp as a blade. “Best killer the Russian spy program ever produced. First woman to climb the ranks without spilling a single tear. You think a little knife and some high school jealousy was going to scare me?” They said nothing.

She pressed them close, feeling their warmth , yet something darker stirred. Behind her, Selene’s eyes narrowed. “Mother,” she whispered, “look upon her.” Nyra turned, hands trembling. Seated upon the shattered throne was a single figure: her eldest daughter, Iris Ashfire, once thought stillborn, now standing in obsidian armor threaded with molten veins. She was eight summers old, her skin burned with living fire , her hair fell in sparks like cinders. Her eyes, however, were impossible pools of endless night. The assembly gasped , Ryker’s jaw dropped , Kaelia’s arms trembled.

I should just say that in my head. Damn. “Yeah.” I went in front of her, making her eyes widened. “I wanna show something to you.” “What’s that? Oh, come on! Don’t tell me there are crocodiles here? Or a swimmer snake? Or...Crap!” She covered her mouth as she moved his head up. The fireflies formed a happy emoji face above my head. That made Fira smile widely. She jumped again. I averted my look at her. I said don’t jump. She was stubborn.

I murmured, my eyes wide, my hands bloodied and tears falling from my eyes, “What the fuck have you done, Inara!” Declan yelled and grabbed Jenna’s limp body from my hands. Declan stared at me with bloody eyes and stood up, while the paramedics took Jenna. “Here me all. I, Declan Williams, here by Banishes,Inara Wells, from the Purple moon pack. Get out of my pack and get out of my life!” He yelled angrily.