Guren Owari No Seraph Novels & Stories

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to

Their whiskey is top shelf. “Say, Ian, doesn’t that Luna look an awful lot like the rogue bitch who escaped not too long ago?”. Ian turns in his chair and watches as the brunette beauty obliviously walk past us with her alpha. “Nah, that wolf had no hopes of becoming a luna. She was a dejected, sad little female. That luna is far too sophisticated”. I wasn’t too sure. I myself haven’t had a chance to ‘participate’ with her as Ezekiel used her mostly himself but there is something so familiar about those green eyes.

Elara. She had contacted them through prearranged signals, meeting them in secret...in secluded locations. "Luna Seraphina!" One of the girls bowed. "No no," Seraphina waved her hand dismissively. "Please don't, I'm no longer your Luna." "You are," the second one said bowing her head. "And forever will be." Tears prickled at the side of Seraphina's eyes but she wiped them away. "Enough of that!" She snapped making the girls straightened up.

Seraphine took a sip of her juice in an unhurried manner. "Yes, I heard him muttered it in a small voice." Mira went along. Arlan had even lifted his head just to look at the two, shaking his head. This girl seemed to have indeed found her partner in crime, making her devilishly more frightening than before. None could win a debate against her. Coupled with Seraphine who indulged her, who would dare to mess with this girl? There was also Azarias, whose power was unknown. However, his aura alone could deter a few werewolves from approaching.

Seraph gave Esper a quick kiss on the lips. "What about you?" Esper gave her mate a curious look. "You still haven't told me what name to call you." Seraph half smiled as he traced her lips. "As I said before, Gabriel died with Lailah. I'm forever and always, your Seraph." Sliding his hand from Esper's cheek to the back of her head, Seraph pulled the girl in for a passionate kiss. His lips moved in harmony with hers and gave her the occasional nip. Seraph felt Esper's lips part, and he gladly accepted the invitation. He slid his tongue inside and explored every millimeter of her mouth, savoring the taste.

“We both know Seraphine was brought back by Nuel,” “You keep daring me! Go straight to the point!” I growled. It took everything inside me to stop myself from killing him in that instance. Strigha had no care in the world as to what he had to say. “Seraphine started seeing things recently. Armageddon, she called it! And we die. You and sweet Earis alongside me,” he chuckled. “What nonsense!” I snarled. “You can ask your bitch Akira! Earis will destroy the world after the death of a dragon and a newborn! The hunters will bring Carnage unlike any we've ever seen before, and your perfect Luna will lead us to our deaths!”

Caller: Unknown A text appeared on the screen: > “You were warned. Leave the past buried, Elara. Or it will bury you.” I started calling him back before the lights flickered and went out. The room transformed into darkness but a soft blue light started to swirl in the central area. A translucent form of Seraphine started to materialize before my eyes. A silver gaze watched with cruelty as her hair flowed like water behind her while she wore a sinister smile. “Curious little Luna,” she cooed. Her voice was low and ice cold. “Dig deeper, Elara. Dig deeper and you’ll find more than just old bones. You’ll find me.”

Azriel The stench of ozone, chemical foam, and decaying flesh vanished the moment I scented her. Seraphina. She was pinned against the shattered glass, a small, midnight-black wolf held by the throat, her ribs barely moving as her life force flickered like a dying candle in a hurricane. The sight of her—weak, and inches from death—didn't trigger a chaotic explosion of rage this time. Thanks to Kieran’s training, the fury hardened instantly into a cold, diamond-sharp focus. My wolf and I acted as one perfect body.

Because she had already won this round. As the crowd surged and Lydia’s voice drowned in questions, A new headline dropped. Bigger. Sharper. “GUCCI ANNOUNCES EXCLUSIVE EXTENSION–SERAPHINE VALE TO LEAD NEXT GLOBAL CAMPAIGN.” Nina turned sharply. “Sera…” But Seraphine wasn’t looking at the screen anymore. She was looking ahead. Because across the room,Lucian Ardent had just walked in. And this time, He wasn’t just watching. He was coming straight for her.

A cruel, dangerous smile spread across her face. "How about we play a little game, Arielle." ***** Moments later, Seraphina stood before her mirror. Her maid Hannah gasped softly. “My lady… you look stunning.” Seraphina was dressed in a stunning, ancient gown of deep blue and silver, embroidered with symbols of old Stormclaw blessings. The design shimmered like moonlight making her look every inch a queen. “Tonight,” she murmured, adjusting the fabric, “history remembers who stands beside the Alpha.”