M Y Serenity Novels & Stories

Allison uttered. Daphne held her head frustratedly.. "Hold on, we should get the card from Serenity, since she's on a mission this week. " Maison uttered... "Oh. That's true." Allison gasped. "Who is serenity ?" Daphne asked. "She's Allison's best friend.. but she's younger than Allison" Maison explained and she nodded. "Only God knows where she had headed to" Allison mumbled and stood up... "And the members aren't allowed to use mobile phones except us ... " Maison muttered..

She stood in a great hall of shimmering glass and silver, and in its center burned a single flame— small, golden, perfect. Beside it stood a woman with eyes of dawn and hair that shone like dusted stars. > “Who are you?” Lyra asked. The woman smiled. > “Once, they called me Seren.” Lyra gasped. > “You’re the voice.” Seren nodded. > “No. I am the echo. You are the voice now.” She reached out and placed her hand over Lyra’s heart. A soft warmth spread outward, a rhythm older than galaxies.

"Don't tell me this is some kind of your fucking plan so you can prove that she is not a human..." Elizabeth glared at serenity. "This bitch is nothing but just a human..." Elizabeth tried to grab her throat but serenity gripped her hand in mid air. "I am not a human... And certainly not a bitch..." Elizabeth froze in shock as serenity talked with a calm and sweet voice. No one could tell that she is angry, her voice was like a melody, so pure that one could compel the flowers to bloom and the sun to rise from West. The triplets mouth dropped open as they heard her for the first time. Her melodious voice was like blessing to their ears but they were alert.

Dylan spoke up while Jeremy threw daggers with his eyes. Wait! Was I going to be engaged to the group clown? Who the fuck takes the fiancée of a clown seriously??? “SERENA???!” I heard someone yell my name, snapping me back to the present.

I clenched my jaw, glaring at him through the tears that spilt down my cheeks. Do not cry, Sera, I told myself fiercely. This bastard doesn’t deserve your tears or any of your emotions. His grin widened as he saw the defiance in my eyes, and he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "There it is," he murmured. "That fire. I like it. Let's see how long it lasts." I thrashed against him, my body twisting and turning in a desperate attempt to free myself. "Let go of me, you bastard!" I screamed, my voice raw with fury and fear. But he only laughed, a dark, mocking sound that sent chills down my spine.

“ Oh, thank God! Merilla, please come quick. This Barbarian of a king is carrying me off on his shoulder. He won’t let me go to have a moment to myself to think.” “ It is okay Meara. You are in the safest of hands. You are his Mate; he won’t do anything to hurt you. Once a man has found his mate, he gets very territorial of her, it is like they can’t be separated from us for too long, and it is the same with us.”

This second wave completely severed his connection to his powers, leaving him defenseless. Valle’s heart pounded in his chest. He could barely move. Then, a familiar scent hit his nose, cutting through the fog of weakness—a mix of sandalwood and musk. Leonard. Despite his condition, Valle focused on the smell. He knew Leonard was nearby. If he could just find him, he could prove to Myra that Leonard wasn’t who she thought he was. But the two men had other plans.

Chris’s POV In the Aston Martin, the wind blew in my hair as I drove through the beautiful streets of the city. The weather was so good today, and I think it had an effect on my mental health–I felt so much serenity and contentment. Maybe that was because I finally had my wife back. I did not know what I did to deserve her forgiveness or what god had touched her heart to come back to me, but I was more than grateful.