John And Seraphina Novels & Stories

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.

she mumbled, her mouth full of chocolate. Ah. It hit me then-must've been that day near Sebastian's apartment. The pieces clicked. My little Sophia must've tried to cuddle up to Seraphina, only to be gently turned away. "She's Sebastian's girlfriend, honey," I told her gently. "She probably didn't mean to be mean. She was just surprised, that's all." As I spoke, I watched Seraphina walk by with who I assumed were her parents. They passed right in front of our car, heading toward the store. Just then, her mother turned slightly-

Then I spoke. “Helione’s dead, and everyone’s just moving on. Like nothing happened.” “That’s how it is here,” Seraphina said quietly. “Death is normal here.” “How do you do it?” I asked. “How do you just keep going?” “Because the alternative is giving up,” she said. “And I’m not built that way.” I nodded slowly. “Yeah. Me neither, I guess.” Seraphina was quiet for a moment. Then she spoke again. “The War Games. Do you have a partner yet?”

"How's the coven treating you these days?" "So far so good," she replied with a casual shrug, though her eyes drifted toward Rockan as if he'd posed the question. She'd harboured feelings for him since our youth, but he'd never spared her a glance. Seraphina was a practitioner of light magic who had once served our mother faithfully. Though she'd become my close friend, duty called her back to her kind when their coven was liberated from demonic control. Now they stood as sworn allies to Rockan's leadership. "Hello, brother," I offered with an exaggerated bow, my eyes still ablaze with barely contained hostility. He acknowledged me with nothing more than a slight arch of his eyebrow.

Jonathan was focused on the phone. The voice in the recording wasn't Marcus but Seraphina. "Oh," said Seraphina's voice. "And I walked away," Jonathan continued in the audio. "I didn't want to push anything. But she kissed me back, Seraphina." "I'm glad to hear that," she said, sounding sincere. "You're glad," Jonathan echoed. "Yes," she confirmed. "I know that must be strange to hear from me. But yes." "Why?" he asked. "Because she deserves it," Seraphina explained. "And because you deserve it too and also because I've spent years getting in the way of you guys." A pause.

“I will be having a busy day. I am actually on my way to work. I can branch right away. Hope you do not mind?” “No. I do not.” “Alright. Be right there.” The line went dead. Perfect. The game had started. I lowered the phone slowly as I quickly dialled Joe. “Hi, Quinn.” “Yeah. There is a new development, and I want you to do something for me.” “What is that?” he answered enthusiastically. “Listen carefully. I just spoke with Seraphina on the phone. As we speak, she is on her way to the hotel.” “What?” he shifted.

His velvet-dark smirk went plastered on his lips as he sat on a chair like he was tired of standing with a clown-ass like her. He did a really dragged out man-spread, and his left hand rested on his crotch, then his mocking eyes came up to meet her again. "I said," Seraphina's lips tightened. "I am not a Dog! The name is Seraphina which I don't appreciate you calling either cos it doesn't belong to a rotten mouth like yours!" "Heard you've been in love with my twin for what? Five years?" He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning forward, his muscles straining against his shirt on the shoulders.