Pokemon Serena Novels & Stories

I’d gotten used to being invisible long before Serena came to live with us when we were ten. Serena was half succubus and half siren. She had amazing blue eyes that sparkled with purple streaks bursting from her pupil and, tonight, was wearing her glossy, dark chocolate brown hair in a braid down her back. It was easy to see she wasn’t exactly into the idea of going to this bar.

He lays back in a relaxed manner while raising a finger and motioning for me to come close to him. I scoffed before my eyes widen the moment my body moves back towards him as if some force draws me in. "W- what the hell!" Before I knew it, my body fell right into his arms giving him the right to catch and hold me so still. I was about to continue protesting when our closure in between gave recognition to the dangerous aura that envelopes him. I feel like vomiting at the amount of pressure his dark energy possessed. Just who is this guy? "Ah, finally, you behaved." He sighs, nuzzling his nose on my head. "Now, do you know who I am to you, Scarlett?"

he explained. Taurus still can’t even believe it. He blinked his eyes twice and again, glancing at Emily. The light in her palm was marvelous, yet it had a mix of fire elements. She’s burning as the light glows around her. "Defy me; no mercy will be given." Emily roared thunderously. "I’m no queen; I have the power." In just a snap, the light in her palm vanished. Her expression was blank; even her eyes were grim. She wore her dangerous smile at them.

Cassius said, patting her back. “Thank you,” Winnie blushed before wiping sweat from her forehead. “You didn't tell me you were also a martial artist.” “You never asked me.” She grinned. Cassius moved to Luther and said something to him which brought deep stress to Luther's face. “Is everything okay?” Noelle moved out of the basement looking between them. “What are you doing here and where is Xavier?” Luther growled at her. “He is safe downstairs. He just fell asleep.” “Are you okay?” Noelle asked her husband. “You?” She looked at Winnie. “You're fighting?!” Winnie nodded and said nothing. “That's cool. I also fought for my husband.”

I was speechless earlier because I was ashamed of Raphael's parents who were looking at me now and Raphael was next to me holding my hands tightly. "She is the daughter of the woman you helped with Raphael?" Raphael's mother spoke in firm manner again. "Mom can you talk in nicely instead?" Raphael tightened his grip on my hand. "Oh sorry." The woman turned to me so I politely nodded. "What is your name young woman?" She asked me. "Heart Serenity." I answered politely and she just nodded and looked at Raphael.

Serena stood below her, backlit by a storm of pulsing light, her hair unbound and whipping with an unseen wind, her body radiating a power older than time, fierce and unrelenting. Serena’s eyes had shifted—no longer their usual expressive softness. They were lit from within, glowing with divine silver. They weren't just the eyes of a wolf; they weren’t even the eyes of a goddess. They were something beyond comprehension. Something no one had ever seen. Not even Solmyra, who had lived for nearly a thousand years.

I couldn’t quite believe how lucky I had gotten. She was relatively short compared to most of our kind, and she was slim build. This in itself was unusual. Werewolves, even the she-wolves, tended to at least have some muscle mass visible under the skin. But Sienna, she barely had any. That wasn’t to say she wasn’t in good form. I could tell by her legs that she was a runner, it was more general strength that she was missing. The type of strength required to defend yourself from an attacking predator.

Toni Pedrosa Bodyguard Report Profile, no. Wait. I grab properly the piece of paper and check it out. Toni Pedrosa? Toni? That name reminds me of Eren’s friend. But is that Eren real name? I never knew that he was named Toni too. But what about his name Eren? It’s written nowhere on the paper. Anyway, I will ask him later. I continue reading. There is his name, age, address, role, skills, height, weight and so on. At the end my eyes flash on his status. My hands start trembling.

I gave her a sugar-coated smile and intentionally scratched the side of my face with my middle finger. Take that bitch. It was childish but I didn't care. Someone needed to tell her how pathetic she was. Everyone resumed eating. Well, at least we did until Tiana left her table and sauntered over to us. She was coming to stake a claim where she had none. She got to us and glued herself to Lucian's side, immediately placing a hand on his shoulder. He stared at her hand and raised his head to give her a cold look. The bitch didn't get the message.

The fire whispered, a lullaby of rage and power, promising that this was only the beginning. Serena stepped back, blending into the shadow of the nearest oak. Damien’s figure loomed on the horizon, a distant, unknowable force—her future tether, a reminder of what had been stolen, a challenge to reclaim. Lucia, rattled, stumbled to regain composure, but Serena did not give her the satisfaction of immediate recognition. She was the unseen storm now, the living ember that refused to die.