Mina X Sero Novels & Stories

Sera was at the clearing's eastern edge. She had positioned herself there when they entered, moving quietly to what Marina recognized as a tactical position, the one that gave the best sightline to all approaches while maintaining proximity to Luna. She was not tense. She was the specific stillness of someone who had assessed the situation and determined that being ready was the appropriate state rather than being concerned. She was six years old. Marina pressed her own palms to the ground at the clearing's edge.

"The mobs just kept funneling right into my rotary cannon. Easiest eight million credits we've made all week." "Indeed," Vance chuckled, though his pale blue eyes shifted to Kara, narrowing slightly. "However, the developers did note a slight... anomaly in the server logs. Jinx, your Actions-Per-Minute dropped by forty-two percent during the second wave. You failed to cast your crowd-control scripts. Is there an issue with your neural-halo?" Kara flinched, her breath hitching. She shrank back into her chair, terrified.

It gave an eerie feeling that she knew so much about us. Then Serena’s eyes found mine. Her hand came up again, palm open toward me. I didn’t move. Before I could even say anything, Mia stepped forward and pressed a small bottle into her hand. Serena’s lips curved as Mia sprayed antiseptic right over her fingers, the sharp scent cutting through the air. “Can’t be too careful,” She said, her voice dripping with mock concern. “Wouldn’t want to catch rabies.” My jaw tightened as I scoffed, leaning back in my seat. “What do you want?”

“But you, I don’t know.” “Well, my name is Minus, and I’m a Sagittarius. I enjoy long walks on the beach, going to the theater, and knowing what the fuck is going on around here.” “You are funny guys. You two should do a podcast or something. Don’t you think so, Crush?” Mexican Hulk nodded but remained expressionless. Viper continued, “I have a great sense of humor, too, but I also know when to be serious. I wonder if you gentlemen know when it’s time to get serious?”

This is what he had always wanted. She wants to see his eyes,his excitement when she tells him about the pregnancy. She doesn't want him to be excited alone when she's not there. They definitely were going to be engaged when he returned. Camilla walked out of the door and Sara walked her to her car. She saw her daughter's smile and excitement and had this feeling that it would take a long time before she saw her again. Many things were going to happen but she doesn't know what. "...the deleted record had been retrieved" Eric announced, presenting a microchip to Eduardo. He asked the experts working on the retrieval just as they said, they were about to deliver the message.

He paused, then added, “You used up a lot of energy just now—your immune system’s down. You can’t afford to be careless.” Serena lowered her eyes, too embarrassed to meet his gaze. “I… I’m not that delicate, really…” “Not delicate?” His hand paused. He leaned in close and whispered hoarsely in her ear, “So you mean… you’re not that tired, and you could go again?” “No! That’s not what I meant!” Serena jumped up. “I—I’ll go get the hairdryer!” Watching her flee in a fluster, Xavier couldn’t help but smile, his mood bright and cheerful. ***

Maximus: Okay, I’ll find you there. Serenity: I want to know about my father. Do you have a picture of him? Maximus: Yes. Serenity: Good. Bring it. Maximus: Okay. Serenity: See you tomorrow. I need to sleep now. Maximus: Rest well. -

Sera A maid walked into the room. She wore her glossy black hair pulled back into a low, messy bun at the nape of her neck. She smiled at me with thin pink lips and shook a pill bottle. “Antibiotics,” she said. “I swear. I can take one to prove to you it’s not something to knock you out.” “It’s okay,” I cut in, my heart hammering in my chest. I’d almost been caught with the phone. Thank God it hadn’t been Killian who’d come in. He would’ve seen right past my strained expression and known I’d done something I shouldn’t have.

She excused herself from the call. Sera was standing in the hallway with a tablet in both hands and an expression that Elara had not seen on her face before. Sera was a composed person. Precise and measured in the way of someone who had spent years in scientific environments where overclaiming was a cardinal sin. She did not show excitement easily. She was showing it now. "Come to the lab," she said. "Now, if you can." The disorder was called Kessler-Vane Syndrome.

“Just tell me.” Serena took a deep breath to muster up courage before finally looking at him. “You can probably tell that I’m not just an ordinary person. I’m enchanting from head to toe, right?” Kiran nodded. “Yes!” “That’s because I’m part of the Mawi tribe. I’m covered in the Mawi tribe’s black magic from head to toe, but even with my magic, I’m still scared.” Serena looked helpless. “Why?” Kiran asked hurriedly.