Novel & Cerita Fragment Of Seren

Inside, supported by black velvet, was a thin, delicate anklet of gold. Delicate. Thin. And a tiny ruby pendant shaped like a flame. Sera scowled at it as if it were a living serpent. No letter. No message. Only the weight of it in her hand — light, but somehow confining. She flushed with rage and flung it against the wall. It fell on the carpet with a soft *clink* on the distant wall. Sera trembled with outrage. She wasn't his fucking plaything. She didn't belong to anyone.

He took a deep breath and then released it, trying to calm himself. As soon as he opened his eyes, with his quivering and cold hand, he got the phone to answer the call. "Hello?" ---------- Going back to Venere, there's deafening silence inside the car. While Francis is focused on driving, Serin is spacing out. Looking outside the window, she is thinking about Jeremy. She still can't believe that she finally got an answer to who Heron is. Because of what she experienced earlier, making her remember that part of her dreams, she can't help but hope for that moment to happen again.

"Sis, what did you see? I didn't hurt Liam, right?" Thinking about how biased she had always been toward him and how much she favored him, I lowered my head in despair. Then, I heard her voice, flat and icy as still water, as she said, "Anthony…how long are you going to keep pretending?" I snapped my head up. When Yessenia looked at me this time, her eyes were filled with pain and something close to heartbreak. The entire crowd gasped. Even my mother, who was holding me, trembled slightly.

A tear escaped her eye , " She left Row , She left ." she managed to put in words. " Who Rose ? Who left " he asked keeping his hand on her shoulder as she tilted towards him "Ser. she left " His eyes widened as if seen a ghost . " Ser as in .." he feared proceeding further but she cleared all his doubts. " Yes . Serene . She left " " What ? " That's all he could mutter . 'The destitute land calls me by your name In this ruinous drought, It says You are my only Rain. '

“My name is Serena. I… I hope I’m not interrupting anything, but… would it be okay if I spoke to you privately for a moment?” Devon raised his brows at Kingsley, silently mouthing you good? Kingsley gave a slight nod, then turned to Devon with a calm smile. “Just give me a second, yeah?” “Yeah, sure,” Devon said, stepping back with his hands in his pockets, watching with casual curiosity. Kingsley followed Serena a few steps off the path, where they stood beneath the reach of a tall cedar tree. She took a steadying breath. “I picked a stone this morning during the walk,” she began, eyes flicking to his face. “It said bravely. I told myself I’d let it mean something. So here I am… trying to b

SEREN'S POV; 194 hours earlier. November 1, 2001 Chicago, Earth. — Eyes the shade of freshly picked asparagus keenly watch my movements from across the reception desk, dainty fingers fondling the white fur coat draped over her slender, creamy shoulders. A sly smile plays on her blood red lips, so vastly different from my gloss coated ones, and her sultry gaze peruses my frame behind the counter. “Enjoy your stay.” I manage a smile as I hand over the credit card to the woman. She gingerly plucks the key from my outstretched palm, her fingertips lingering a minute longer than necessary as she puckers her sensual lips at me, "thanks sugar."

Hannah’s hand weakened and the backpack she held dropped to the ground, subsequently, Serenity pulled away her ex, a petrified look appearing on her face when her gaze locked with Hannah. “Hannah, baby, I swear it’s not what you think,” Serenity uttered in a shaky breath as she approached Hannah in quick steps. She tried to take Hannah in her arms but the older woman shrugged away her hands, turned to the side and wrapped her arms to provide shield from the pain that she currently felt. She should have known better. She should have known that it would be a matter of time before Serenity broke her heart. She should have known that someone like Serenity - dangerously and sinfully gorgeous - wo

“Yes, you are. Who is this and is something wrong?” The voice on the other end of the line was grave, sending a chill down my spine. “This is Sergeant Thompson from the local police department,” He replied. “I’m calling to inform you that the vehicle transporting the Kingstons to HMP High Down has disappeared. We have no trace of it.”

I said, shaking my head. “Don’t be mad,” he replied, laughing lightly. “Just tell me your name. That’s all.” “Fine. My name is Serah. Serah Stones.” “Serah... What a beautiful name,” he said. “I’m Raphael. Nice to meet you, Serah Stones. I won’t forget that name.” “Nice meeting you too,” I muttered and started walking again. After a few steps, I turned slightly and saw him still staring at me. “Such an irritating man,” I murmured under my breath. “I wonder what he’s looking at.” I shook my head and kept walking.

Dimitry asked, his brow furrowed with concern. Serene glanced at the journal only to find its pages torn and incomplete. "I'm not sure how to stop her. This isn't the original journal; it's been missing for so long," Serene said, her voice strained with worry. She studied the fragmented text, searching in vain for answers.