Guren Owari No Seraph Novels & Stories

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!”

This was horrible. “Then why aren't you stopping it?!” I demanded. “Because no rules are being broken.” My lips parted in disbelief. “People are taking advantage of them!” “No,” he corrected flatly. “The Seraphinas are just amplifying desire, not mind controlling anyone. In case you still don't get the concept, Seraphinas are rare female werewolves with special scents that stabilizes Lycans, especially during the heat cycle when we grow aggressive.” Oh.

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.”

Then on the Blade of Ardyn. A faint smile touched her lips. "You finally claimed it." The words carried familiarity. Recognition and expectation. Liora tightened her grip on the sword. "Who are you?" The woman removed her hood. Silver hair cascaded across her shoulders. Moonlight seemed to shimmer beneath her skin. Her appearance resembled the First Luna so strongly that several warriors gasped aloud. The stranger inclined her head gracefully. "My name is Seraphine." Nobody spoke. The name meant nothing to us. Yet Lucien's reaction told a different story.

Sparks of magic collided with his armour, forcing him back but never wavering. Seraphine’s hands glowed with weaving spells, creating barriers, redirecting hostile energy, and guiding Eldoria’s defenders through the chaos. “Aera,” she called, “your crown! Utilise its resonance to trace the patterns—they are repeating the sequences the architect employed to train you. This is preparation for the final weave!”

she gestured towards a girl. "Hello," Nyx waved at me. "This is Gaia," Zara continued the introductions. "Pleasure to meet you," Gaia nodded politely. "And this is Raven," she pointed to the last girl. I glanced at Raven, who sat quietly at the corner of the room. Turning back to the girls, I said, "It's a pleasure to meet all of you. I'm Seraphina," "Welcome, Seraphina. Ember, fetch her your training outfit and a boot," she instructed Ember, who hurried off.