John And Seraphina Novels & Stories

Endless. Silent. And then— Seraphina appeared. Not physically. But as a projection within the system. Standing across from Elena. Alone. No distractions. No noise. Just the two of them. Seraphina smiled faintly. “Much better.” Elena stood still. “You isolated her.” Seraphina nodded. “Yes.” Elena’s eyes hardened. “Why?” Seraphina stepped forward slowly. “Because the others were irrelevant.” Elena didn’t move. “And me?”

She steps closer to Lyra, and in doing so, deliberately bumps into me. Hard enough that I stumble a step back, but it is not obvious. I steady myself, my wine sloshing dangerously in the glass. She doesn’t even glance at me. “I’ve been meaning to speak with you,” Seraphina continues, her voice honey-sweet. “There are so many changes coming soon. I’ll be needing guidance.” Lyra raises a brow politely. “Changes, huh?” Seraphina smiles in a very slow, calculated way. “My marriage,” she says lightly. “To Gillian, It’s practically finalized.”

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

A sickening crack came from there, enough to tell me that she was dead. “Kaden Caelthorn. I was hoping to reduce our audience but it seems the girl still has a lot to learn,” Seraphina said, stepping fully into the light of the Moon. She was completely naked save for a small scrap of red clothing that hung loosely off her arms. When Seraphina looked at me, anger flooded my veins. This was not family resemblance. She was wearing my mate’s face.

His jaw tightened. He looked back at me. I did not know his face. I had never seen this man before in my life. But I hated his guts immediately. He straightened the cuff of his jacket, looked at me and said… "Hello, Seraphina. Been a long, long time.”

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.

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