Novel & Cerita Fragment Of Seren

Hera murmured to herself. ***

The unique feature was something that I always admired about Seren as it made me feel closer towards her as if we were blood-related and yet something like that was impossible. I turned around and pressed my body within hers and allowed her to wrap her arms around my small frame, her familiar scent engulfed me and calmed the racing thoughts though continued to eat away at my mind. The word was beginning to spiral within an uncontrollable mess as I attempted to close my mind and focus on the fruity scent that emanated from her pours. Her chest heaved from frustration and rage as she held me close to her, she glared at Caius as he stared back at her with a puzzled look flooding through his fac

Karen reminded her. Serena drew a deep breath, her hand resting on her belly. “I do hope everything ends before it's born.” She said absentmindedly. “You have a good figure. It shouldn't be much trouble keeping it a secret until then.” Karen encouraged her. “You can always come to me for help whenever, Serena. Don't forget that.” Serena looked away from the mirror and at her friend. She noticed that Karen still had that sad look from yesterday. Even her voice did not sound as excited as she has always known it to be.

“Making your excuses again, Ren? No shame in admitting you have no life, you know?" But, Seren did not even look back, she continued to rush across the path of pack, her long black hair twisted up into a neat bun today, and going off the bag swinging from her arm, I could only assume she had been studying. She had always done well in school. Pushing herself to do better…

The curtains swayed gently in the morning breeze. He examined the stone ledge carefully before crouching. “There.” We joined him. Carved into the pale stone was a single symbol. A serpent. Its body coiled around itself, its eyes formed from two tiny black gemstones pressed into the carving. Serena. She had wanted us to find it. Not because she’d failed. Because she wanted us to know how close she’d come. Ares’ voice was low and dangerous. “She was here.” “No,” Kael corrected quietly.

Seren said as she walked to me with Rosamund trailing behind her. They both had a happy sad face as they hugged me together, I really missed them so much. "Pearl I know you did this to yourself! You just came back and you're already acting so careless" Seren said as she bent over to my legs and blew air into the wound making me blush "you're losing a lot of blood and this isn't good for your baby! Don't worry I am sure the doctor is on his way"

"I promise to ask permission. But I will need to touch some of it, to show you how to use it." She joined me. I could sense her spirit, but couldn't see her at all. "Kiema, you are missing some of your magic." "I know. When I healed Ransom, Asher, and Atlas, some of it detached from my spirit. I ended up vomiting it up." Her spirit winced. "Where is it now?" "With Iron Serpent." She muttered a string of words, but they certainly weren't in any language I'd heard before. "We must retrieve these. They cannot have access to your magic. Follow me."

Slowly, Sera felt her tension ease, her restlessness diminishing. She disconnected the call after talking for some time. She decided to tell him. He was making efforts, but she needed to take the risk. Sera’s thoughts came to an abrupt halt when a sudden, loud noise shattered the quiet. Startled, she stepped out of her room and froze at the scene before her. Nate was towering over a servant, his anger palpable, every word and movement laced with fury. She instinctively stopped a few steps away, her heart pounding as she watched the raw, seething rage radiate from him, making the air feel heavy and tense.

Those were the keepsakes we had gotten years ago—the ones we had taken as a symbol of our love. “You left without taking these,” William murmured. “That means you still care. Right? We can fix this.” His eyes lit up as I reached for them. For a brief second, I saw hope flicker across his face. Then I threw them to the floor. The ceramic shattered instantly, sharp shards scattering in all directions. A piece of the broken porcelain cut his arm. Another nicked Caleb’s cheek, making him wail in pain. But that had nothing to do with me.

Serena Serena’s body was with Stefano, but her mind was scattered in fragments, swirling in every direction like shards from a shattered mirror. Even when he looked at her with warmth and tenderness, telling her it was time to stop talking business and focus on each other, she couldn’t. She tried. God, she tried. But her heart was pounding with dread, her mind replaying the funeral video, Melissa’s grieving face, Fiona’s haunted eyes, the little boy clutching a framed photo of Roland Forbes.