Guren Owari No Seraph Novels & Stories

“No, Mathias, you need to listen to me. When I met Nevaeh, I was scared. I was scared of what I felt for her and what might happen to her if she entered my world. Since we’ve gotten here, you’ve experienced a variety of things that have shaken your world. But I have to tell you, you’re being an idiot.” My head snaps forward at his comment. Not a lot of people dare speak to me in such a tone. I’m Mathias Black, head of the Council. A centuries-old Seraphim who has killed legions. Giving Mikhail my most withering scowl, I manage to grit out, “I think you need to walk away, Mikhail.”

“A mind-link wouldn’t work.” “I know you heard me,” I pressed, my voice quieter now. “You looked right at me.” “I’m not interested in your questions,” he replied calmly, already turning away as a beta handed him several documents. That calm unsettled me more than cruelty ever could have. A woman stepped forward then she’s tall, sharp-eyed, dressed in formal black, authority stitched into every line of her posture. “You’ll serve as Alpha Ryder’s omega,” she announced. “I’m Mia. Head maid.”

She asked with a friendly smile, putting Annie at ease. Catching a whiff of the air, Annie couldn't help but ask in surprise, "You... you're a lynx?" Seraphina affirmed with a nod, "Indeed, I am, sweet omega fox. My name is Seraphina, the pack healer, but everyone calls me Sera," as she extended a welcoming hand to Annie. ""Now, both of you, come with me," Seraphina beckoned, turning on her heels and leading them towards a back room. As they walked, Annie couldn't shake the feeling that something was off—not a bad vibe, more like a tickle to her memory.

Since the witches returned to her body, Seraph was able to hog on her spiritual energy alone, letting her experience the joy of a spirit with a complete and concrete form. When Seraph raised her head back up, her features were seen and if someone saw them together, they would probably mistake them as sisters as they looked so much alike. Seraph was floating, exuding an orange light. Her long, flowy hair was also gently swaying as she hovered in the air. She looked like a free spirit, and this was true, because she and Amaryah were not equals yet. Seraph was waiting to be branded as she looked at Amaryah with expectant eyes, so Amaryah immediately began chanting.

Aeron chuckled dragging up a nearby chair and sitting on it backward, we cant! Thanis growled she didn't desert the host she was drafted and ascended into the Seraphim Guard, she's the Seraphim of Mercy now and she's mated too, are you serious? dude thats huge! Ezera cried who is she mated to? The Seraphim of Justice he answered she even has his mark on her neck and their wings even match his are silver and hers is gold you should have seen her today she looked so badass she took down all of the King of hells army total cleansing

“And now he says I can’t use Charizard unless I bring a sacrifice!” I blinked. “I’m sorry, he did what now?” Arsen was still processing when Jade charged in behind him, dramatically holding up a red crayon like it was the elder wand. His voice was deep, serious, slightly British for some reason. “THE CARDS HAVE SPOKEN.” “We are five seconds from a full cult ritual,” I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose. “And I still haven’t had a second coffee.” Then—because apparently the chaos gods weren’t done—Lorelai floated in. I say floated because she wore a sheer purple cape, a tiara perched sideways on her curls, and she was dragging the mop like it was a sacred staff.

Restore what was lost. You are the future of Aurelian House. You are the future of the dragons. And the ember remembers. I will be with you, always. Seraphine Aurelian

The three moons began glowing. “You are something far more powerful.” Aurora’s eyes turned silver. The darkness suddenly stopped spreading. Darius stared at her in shock. “What are you doing?” Aurora slowly raised her head. “I don’t know.” A silver crown appeared above her. Then another symbol appeared beneath it. A crescent surrounded by two wolves and a bat. Lucien stared. “What is that?” Seraphine whispered: “The ancient bond.” Aurora looked at her. “What bond?” Seraphine’s voice trembled.

Orion whispered in absolute amazement from his knees, "The Blade of the First Alpha..." The light then shifted, entirely surrounding Seraphina. Her simple healer's robes began to shimmer with celestial power, as bright silver threads woven from pure moonlight spread across the fabric. A delicate, beautiful circlet of living silver rested gently upon her brow, and her innate healing aura expanded violently across the entire garden grounds. The frozen ground thawed in an instant, and flowers previously buried deep beneath the winter snow bloomed into full, vibrant life. Morwen smiled through her joyful tears, whispering, "The First Luna has returned to us."

The glow of their recent triumph over Xander was still faint, yet they were all aware that a fresh challenge was on the horizon. The woman glided with a predatory elegance, her veil flitting gently in the breeze. She declared, "I am Seraphine," with a cold and commanding tone. Unlike Xander, I don't solely depend on shadows. I am the equilibrium between brightness and shadows, and I will repair what has been disturbed." Lira's heart was beating fast, yet she managed to maintain a steady voice. We have encountered numerous obstacles, Seraphine. We will not waver at this moment. "What is it you are looking for?"