Romans & histoires John And Seraphina

He studied me, “Bathe and come over to the deck for dinner. Seraphina must be waiting.” I slipped past him, letting my bare hip brush him. The friction was electric, raising goosebumps along my skin. Inside the bathroom, I pulled the strand from my pocket. My chest ached with a vicious spike of jealousy. I'll find out who's been with you, Draven. On deck, Seraphina leaned against the teak railing in a red dress. She looked up as we approached, her gaze flicking over my robe, then tracking the dampness of Draven’s hair.

"My company is in trouble. If I don't get that partnership, I lose everything. Vane Industries is my life." I laughed, and it felt cold. "Then I guess your life is over. Because I am the only one who can save it, and I have no interest in helping a man who threw me away like a piece of trash." Seraphina appeared in the doorway then, her white dress fluttering. She looked at us, and her face twisted in a fake pout. "Silas, darling? Why are you out here with the help? Come back inside. My mother is waiting to announce our engagement."

Seraphina was ten years old when she melt the powerful King Alpha . At that time, she was just a poor orphan girl with nowhere to go. Three months earlier, her mother had died from a strange sickness. Since then, Seraphina had been living alone. She slept in empty barns, under trees, and sometimes beside rivers. She begged for food when she could, but most people chased her away. Life had not been kind to her. That morning, she had woken up hungry.

She looked back toward the illuminated palace windows, where the faint, happy sound of Aiden’s laughter drifted on the night breeze as he played with Kael and the other children. "I'm thinking..." Seraphina whispered softly, a profound peace settling over her soul, "...that our story didn't actually end the day we found each other again in the forest. It didn't end when we survived the wars." She looked back into his golden eyes, her smile widening. "Our true story is only just beginning right now."

the man that she will be spending the rest of her life with was mated to a servant. This time she hears with the men as they continue to talk. “No one knows,’’ The voice dragged on, standing in the shadows. “No one knows that the servant is the rightful mate to Alpha Weston Pierce.’’ Silence accosted the vicinity, we knelt there, staring into the mere darkness. Seraphina, seemingly shocked, stared back at me. “Di..Did y…” Her words trailed into incomplete sentences. Her face flashed with horror as her eyes met mine. My eyes, something I've never been able to lie with.

Her blue eyes held Nicolas gaze for a long time , no word spoken between them but their hearts beat in one rythm , passing a message only the both of them could understand. Seraphina's eyes glistened with tears . Once again , history had repeated itself.The man she loves is now with another woman . ‘How unlucky I'm ‘, she swallowed as she fought back tears. Mira noticed the exchange between them . She moved her face closer , her eyes still on Seraphina ,then she tilted Nicolas face and planted a kiss on his lips . Seraphina's heart shattered at that moment . She hurried out of the hall immediately . Tears falling off her beautiful eyes. ‘Why did I come here ‘,she asked herself . ‘Oh can't st

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out t

Jane said, which made Seraphina surprised. “Sure.” Seraphina replied, following behind the girl to the hallway that was empty. “What do you want to talk to me about?” She asked impatiently, when she saw the way Jane was looking around trying to make sure that no one was in sight. “About that…” Nora started. “I’m busy, Jane. If you don’t have anything better to say to me, you should have let me know that without wasting my time here.” Seraphina snapped at her. She turned around to leave but stopped at Jane’s next statement.