Owari No Seraph Mika Novels & Stories

Seraphina’s steps were slow, calculated, as she closed the distance between herself and Alora. Her eyes glinted with a mix of false warmth and something far darker. She reached out, her fingers brushing against Alora’s cheek, her touch deceptively gentle. “You are so beautiful, Alora,” she murmured, her tone sweet. “Those big golden curls and those baby blue eyes... like a doll.” Alora, trembling, tried to muster a smile, her eyes flicking up to meet Seraphina’s. But it was a weak, fragile attempt, and the fear in her eyes was unmistakable.

"Oh, how naive I was to not notice." I shouted at the top of my lungs, summoning my personal servants. The omegas swiftly arrived, heads bowed in fear, awaiting my wrath or the possibility of punishment. Amidst their trepidation, one of the omegas dared to speak, her words stuttered with fear. "La-lady Seraphina… D-do you ne-need any-th-thing?" Approaching the brave omega, she bowed her head even more. But suddenly, I smiled and gently tapped her shoulders. "Relax, young lady. I just wanted to ask for something. No need to be afraid."

- Kurayami snarled between taking his lips, slamming in and out of him, between thrusts, strong overwhelming and deep. - Who's in charge, Tsuki Miki? – Questioned the new god. - You. - Said Tsuki Miki, while Kurayami fucked him, he came with each thrust in and out, Tsuki Miki once more. Tsuki Miki was the first to come, Kurayami, was a sex god, managed, in less than fifteen minutes to make him come, in a space, between tightening his walls around Kurayami's cock, which made him come.

Someone asked and Liora stopped and turned. Seraphina stood at the end of the hallway, smiling but her eyes were cold. Liora didn’t even look surprised. "You followed me." She said, It wasn’t a question, it was a statement. "I wanted to talk." Seraphina said and Liora chuckled "That's unfortunate." She replied, “I have nothing to say to you” Seraphina's smile tightened, "Well I have a lot to say to you” “I don’t want to hear it, Sera. I have no interest in whatever you have to say to me” Liora responded in a motionless tone.

Stupid sensitivity test, I just wanted Seraphina. I stumbled through the snow, walking to the campus apartment. “Yo,” I shouted, hitting Sera's door. Someone opened it. “Dylan,” Mika said, opening the door wider, “come in.” I brushed past her. “Where's Seraphina?” She stood in the hallway, her body tensing with anger. “She is not here. Is that why you are here, Dylan?” Mika closed the door, her head down. “You came for Sera?”

Kiyan’s shock was written on his face as he started searching his contacts for someone we could call to smuggle Valora out of my room before something crazier happens. In the blink of an eye, Seraphine was walking towards her. “Kiyan? What’s Sera doing?” Kiyan turned, and his face spelt horror. “Sera? What are you doing? Don't—” Before he could finish his sentence, Seraphine touched Valora, and she immediately started chanting the exact words Valora had been chanting for almost an hour. Kiyan and I looked at each other, and by the time we looked back, Seraphine was suspended mid-air, her eyes white as snow, her icy blue hair flowing just like Valora’s.

"It's Seraphim you should thank Mikey. She is the one who healed you. I cannot take credit for that. It will be unfair." "Seraphim, thank you and I am forever indebted to you." I push Seraphim forward so they can converse with Mikey. However, the next thing she says, leaves all of us baffled. "I am the one who owes you wolves a lot. Your beloved mate has done more for me than I can ever repay. She rescued me from Lucifer and she unlocked for me the weapon room which had locked me out for over a millennia. She even helped restore my feather to his former vibrancy. Tell me, how much would I owe you in actuality? I owe you much more than a life. Therefore, I will dedicate my life to you Summer

Mia Seraphine steps into the chamber, her silhouette glowing with raw magic. Her gaze finds me, and a slow smile uncurls across her face. She looks delighted. And hungry. “Mia,” she croons. “How lovely. You’re becoming exactly what I hoped.” My heart pounds. The white fire flickers uncertainly. My wolf snarls, ready to fight again. But Seraphine lifts one hand. Just one. My entire body locks. Not from the vines that were holding me.

Tears of emotion rolled down Nara's cheeks as she said with a trembling voice: "I am yours, Serafín, and you are mine." Seraphím clasped her tightly in his arms, melting into a passionate kiss that sealed their eternal love. The magical energy surrounding them was so powerful that they could feel their souls merging into one. As they embraced, onlookers could observe how Seraphím's Archon, now much larger than before, extended his majestic wings. Gently, he enveloped Nara with them, and gradually, she began to take on the same colours as him. Her white hair shone with divine light, and her eyes radiated a depth of knowledge and love that transcended the earthly realm.

Mia's POV “You can go, Mia. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine,” Serah said with a gentle smile on her face, though I could still see a hint of sadness behind her eyes. “Raphael is also here to take care of me. Just enjoy your honeymoon. I wish you all the happiness this world can offer, my wonderful sister.” Her words were so comforting, but still, my heart was uneasy. “Are you sure, Serah?” I asked, my voice almost cracking with emotion.