Sera From Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

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.

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

Cass absorbed that. "It feels faster than I expected." "She came with two years of watching already done," Sera said. "She didn't come empty. She came with the work already inside her and nowhere to put it. The formation gave it somewhere to go." She paused. "She was always going to be fast." Cass was quiet. "What happens when she is ready?" she asked. "She goes back," Sera said. "To Verath. With what she knows. With the contact protocol and the routing channel and the verification framework and the formation methodology in her hands." She paused. "And she builds from there."

"I see why you didn't want to come back inside." Sera shook her head. "Oh, you haven't seen the half of what they can do." She popped the tin open and sighed. Everything was where it was supposed to be. She clicked it closed and put the board back in place; hopefully, they would never even know they were here and would get out unscathed. She held up the tin and smiled at Xavier, "I've got all I needed, I'm good to go." She stood up and brushed her knees off; she had already gotten her black pants dirty.

Five years ago, Sera Delaney vanished from Damon Blackwood's life, leaving behind a one-line letter and a wound that never healed. When her gallery fails and desperation drives her back into the workforce, Sera walks into the interview and finds Damon Blackwood behind the desk….. He doesn't recognize her, or so he pretends. Damon Blackwood has spent five years building an empire on the bones of her betrayal. Vowing to trust no one, especially not the woman who betrayed him, he became Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. When the woman who disappeared from his life walks back into his building, he does the only thing that makes sense to him. He hires her to work for six months as his perso

Elone's POV The clinic door was kicked off its hinges, slamming against the wall so hard the medicine bottles rattled on the shelves. Sera Hale stormed in, smelling of night wind and fresh copper. Sera was my only true friend, the daughter of the Moonsilvers' Delta. She didn't even glance at Kieran, who was standing by the bed; her eyes locked instantly onto my ankle. The silver-lash wound was deep enough to show bone, the flesh charred and split wide open, with glittering silver dust still weeping blood.

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.

And then I fall, inward and the next thing I know, I'm standing in black water up to my ankles. The world here is shadow and starlight, a place between planes. A heartbeat away from eternity. And he’s here. Raelor. He doesn’t look like a monster. He looks beautiful. Familiar. Golden hair, green eyes, like a dream I forgot I once had. His smile is kind. His voice gentler now. “I could make them pay. All of them. For hurting you. For underestimating you. For betraying you.” He tilts his head. “You deserve more, Serena. You deserve everything.”

And who the hell is this Sera" she asked loudly and he smiled again "I see you have nothing to say then I will take my leave" she rolled eyes at him and made to walk away when he pulled her back to himself swiftly such that their faces were just few inches apart She look up and him and their eyes met "Sera.. You are Sera" Desmond said staring directly into her eyes "I've known you for a long time" he said again while she just stared at him "Why do you keep calling me Sera? She finally asked "Because that's who you are.. and I can proof it to you.. he replied

,Xavier said sarcastically. "The ruler of the underworld, Hades",Serena ignored Xavier and continued. "He gave her a second life. And now she has grown stronger. The only way I can defeat her is with the sword of death. You have to take us to the cave of Tamarin so I can retrieve the weapon and use it to end the war". Sozai sighed deeply. His handsome face looked sad and he looked towards Serena helplessly, his blue eyes pleading. "I'm going to lose you again, aren't I?".