God Serena Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

Even though Serin was no longer in Horizon Town because she already moved to Paris, he could still mess with Jeremy and that would be through Gail. Dave felt like the universe had been generously kind to him for witnessing the heavy atmosphere between Gail and Jeremy. Dave's eyes glinted. The nervousness that was shaking him earlier while he was rushing downstairs was completely gone. In an instant, he was now sturdy because of his fearless thoughts.

Raine POV Ten minutes later the door opens and the woman walks in. “Raine, right?” I nod. “Who are you?” “I’m Serena, Kai’s mate.” Mate? “No.” “Yes, he’s my mate. Here’s something to remember.” She grabs my hair and drags me up. “You’re nothing. You’re not here to be his Luna. I’m the Luna. You’re here to be a slave. You’re here so we can use your magic to protect our pack.”

Serra asked, unsure of who she was seeing in the mirror. "You are Clairra, the priestess of the East and the bride of a Demon King," Eyaren answered. "Bride?" Serra's eyes went wide as she turns to Eyaren. Of all the things the woman mentioned, being a bride had caught her attention. "You mean I am getting married? Are you serious?" "Yes, my priestess." Serra is stunned to hear Eyaren confirm it. I must be dreaming! She can't help herself but wonder. Never has she had a boyfriend nor had any interest in dating anybody as far as she could remember but now she's betrothed to somebody?

Alarick immediately changed. "Why did this human get into our pack?" Jason looked at Ana. "Don't touch her Beta Jason." Sean threatened. After finishing dressing Sean approached Ana then took the girl in his arms. "who is this woman, Alpha?" Jason asked again. "She's your Luna." Sean's words took Jason and the others by surprise. "We're back at the packhouse. Beta Jason the punish the Rouge more sadistic than usual." Sean said coldly, he immediately left for the packhouse with Ana in his arms. ***

“You make me sound like a dog.” He looked up this time, lowering his phone. “You’re not a dog, or a feral, or any other creature you think I am trying to call you. You are Serenity and you are a young Skin Writer who doesn’t know what the fuck she is doing. Hence, the reason you need training.” Serenity’s face heated and she looked back down at the book in her hand. She scanned the text and frowned. “What’s this?” “What?” She turned the book around and showed Noah the passage of text. He leaned forward and read it out loud. “For a Skin Writer to reach full potential, their demon guardians must make the ultimate sacrifice…”

Seth dropped his hand and sighed heavily. “Tell me what the fuck is going on? She was so damn happy to be going with you this morning, and now she’s chained in the dungeons?” Spade tossed his question again to the three of us, looking back at Serena. The thin gold light from the pendant was still wrapped around her. Nurse Kerri had put her to sleep until we could figure out our next move. “It's her aura…” Nurse Kerri answered Spade. “Every supernatural being walks around with an aura, and Serena’s had always been strong and powerful—until today.”

We have an alliance, but I always feel like something is bubbling under his damn silent and broody exterior. “I am sorry you have had to go through all this young Alpha Serenity. You are very blessed by the Goddess to have received such healing. Very lucky indeed.” Gabriel says and I raise my eyebrows at him. That isn't up for discussion really, we saw the evidence to show that she is healed, and why. I didn’t want to draw too much attention to the pup and how she received such a blessing. It was only going to draw attention to her, and I have a feeling that she would need support. She was not going to receive it if they thought she had been blessed personally.

She was one of Hermot’s daughters and was Serywithe’s best friend. She turned to him, her blue eyes pleading. “My Prince, you can order these men out of the way. I must see Serywithe.” He looked at her kindly. She was no older than Serywithe, maybe a year older but she was just as fresh-faced as his sister and willowy too. “What is your name?” he asked her. “Selya.” “Selya.” He smiled at her. “Under the king’s orders, Serywithe must remain locked. If there is a message you want to pass to her I will be of help to you, my lady.”

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Santina inserted. “Yes, that’s correct. These four principles were proposed by Herald the Grey after years of observing under the Saintess. To a deity who can do things with a flick of her fingers, there’s no need for her to explain. She just does it. But Herald the Grey thought that there should be at least a medium of teaching that other magicians or fighters can fathom to be able to replicate.” “The first principle was already introduced to you yesterday.” “About levitation.”