John X Seraphina Novels & Stories

My expression darkened instantly at her belittling words, but I refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing me react. She had just referred to Romano as an old man about to die. Maybe that wasn’t just an insult. Maybe there was truth buried underneath it. And if there was…could that be the real reason she had approached Xavier in the first place? Could Seraphina have another agenda beyond marriage? Like eliminating Romano and taking the Sinclair Group for herself? Even I knew she wouldn’t be reckless enough to gamble with her own life like that…yet I still couldn’t completely dismiss the thought.

"I... I didn't expect to see you here." Seraphina stepped forward, a slow, cruel smirk spreading across her red-painted lips. She didn't move away from Julian; she moved closer, her silk sleeve brushing against his arm. And then, the wind shifted. The scent hit me like a physical blow; it was the perfume. The exact same jasmine and metallic floral notes had been on Julian’s skin last night. It wasn't Katia. It was her, again. "Oh, the little wife," Seraphina purred, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. "How lovely to see you out of the house. Julian was just telling me how quiet the estate has been lately."

The man who had entered this marriage just to keep things 'simple' was now burning every bridge and using every dirty trick in the book just to get a woman to let him pick her up from work. Inside the surgical clinic, the morning chill hadn't lifted yet. Trista pushed open the door to Seraphina's office, a steaming cup of black coffee in her hand. She'd come to crack a joke, but she stopped dead. Seraphina was sitting at her desk, her eyes downcast, calmly sliding a couple of white pills under her tongue. "You sick?" Trista asked, her eyes scanning the desk. Then she froze. Seraphina tried to slide the pill bottle under a folder, but she was a second too slow. Trista snatched it.

BLURB For three years, Seraphina gave everything she had to a man who never saw her clearly. She cooked, she endured, she stayed quiet through every insult his family threw at her, and she secretly kept his failing business alive from the shadows, without him ever knowing it was her. Then his first love walked back through the door, and Seraphina disappeared. She walked out as his invisible wife and came back as Seraphina Vaughn, the hidden heiress of the most powerful family in the country. The woman two dangerous older brothers would tear the world apart for, the woman every powerful man in the city now wants standing beside him. Damian thought she would come back within a week; bu

Her head spun. Standing over her, Juan stared at the mutilated body of the would-be client, a dangerous Alpha that she’d killed with her bare hands. His insides had spilled from his body, throat ripped open, and eyes wide in eternal shock. Juan didn’t look horrified. He looked impressed. He crouched beside her, his eyes gleaming with new curiosity. Then, his hand slid beneath the edge of her dress. Seraphina’s blurred vision focused just in time to see the moment his fingers brushed against her chest and he grabbed her round breasts from the binding of her chest.

I chuckled, loving the indignant anger on her features. "Wait till you hear what she did." "Of course, she would do something. I'm not surprised. I mean we are talking about Seraphina here." I didn't tear my gaze off the ceiling as I continued speaking, "Seraphina drugged my drink." "And attempted to kill you?" "It was an aphrodisiac I think. Strong and intense, then she dumped me in the middle of a sexually deprived rogue wolves." "No, she did not," "And that pretty much summed up my night."

She scans the things and put them into the bag, she didn't even look at who that person was only when he said something strange. "So you are her daughter" Sera frowned and looked at the old man, who was grinning at her. "Excuse me?" She asked. "What's your name?" He asked her with that same smile. Sera awkwardly smiled, she doesn't want to sound rude. So she just answered "Seraphina William" That old man pouted, "Seraphina William?... not Robertson? So you took after your mother that's good, she was a lot better for that punk"

Something about her was really off. I made my way to the library and heard crying. It wasn't hard to listen, since it's always empty. I knew it was Seraphina. I see the way she looks at my brother. She is very shy which stops her from making a move on my brother. And my brother is too wrapped up living in the past that he doesn't want to give anyone a chance. I have no idea what his intentions are with the new girl, but I really hope he isn't thinking about pursuing her. My brother can be a bit shallow. Serena was extremely beautiful, which attracted my brother. She was also nice and kind.