Sera Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

He nodded to her as if he agreed with what she said. sera looked into the void and said, "sera, my name is sera, I'm a girl in my thirties." I was a lonely girl from a young age, I had no friends. My mother died during childbirth. I traveled with my father a lot because of the nature of his work to every place and from him he acquired the skills of searching for treasures and discovering the pharaonic tombs, this was his job. My father disappeared and I don't know anything about his whereabouts. After that, a company sent me an invitation to attend a party of explorers only, and I went there with the hope that I would find my father, but I found that they wanted me and other people to work f

On a Tuesday night in the early spring, Sera passed away. She was with Lucien, who had been holding her hand for hours. Aurora had gone for a little coffee break, intending to come back for the night shift. She was in the lift when the call came in. Just above a whisper, Lucien said, "Come now. She's going." Aurora bolted. Staff members jump aside as vampires run through hospital hallways, and regulations pertaining to supernatural abilities in human environments are urgently forgotten. As Sera was dying, she stormed into the room.

The young woman, Sera introduces herself. "Sera...not your actual name, is it?" I ask knowingly. "Well, you can consider it a codename. But my name is Seraphine." Sera replied with a casual shrug. "How come you get to be Sera?" I could not help the question. Sera laughs quietly at that, shrugging slightly. "It was either that or Top(II). I'm Seraphine Vega, the Beta Healer. You've met my not so better half, Beta Warrior, Top... Cedric." Sera calmly stated.

`are you looking for her` `for who` i say `for her im not stupid man i saw and so did westin is she the one` `yes but she doesnt know yet` i say `shes not eighteen yet` `no` i say `wounderful` `i know` i say `you must be going mad` `almost` sera`s room `her smell leads here` i say `are you sure this looks like it wolud some kind of closet maybe coat room` `yes im sure` i say. i open the door and what i seen makes me see RED shes sleeping in a closet on the floor with a hosptial sheet as a blanket `you`ve got to be F*CKING KIDDING ME` `you need to calm down i can feel your aura raidating you dont wanna scare her` `your right we need to leave` i say Takes everything in me not to grab her and t

Seth dropped his hand and sighed heavily. “Tell me what the fuck is going on? She was so damn happy to be going with you this morning, and now she’s chained in the dungeons?” Spade tossed his question again to the three of us, looking back at Serena. The thin gold light from the pendant was still wrapped around her. Nurse Kerri had put her to sleep until we could figure out our next move. “It's her aura…” Nurse Kerri answered Spade. “Every supernatural being walks around with an aura, and Serena’s had always been strong and powerful—until today.”

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.

“I understand. I've had to take on different identities as well. But there's something I'm curious about. How did you get involved in all of this?” Sera takes a sip from her glass, letting out a deep sigh. Her hazel eyes, already displaying signs of intoxication, lower as she begins to speak. "It all began with an obsession—a choice I believed wouldn't carry consequences, if I played my part well until I lost something important. In my attempt to cling to that obsession, I made countless terrible decisions, leading me into this tangled web.” Xavier listens quietly, captivated by natural charm. He looks away, shifting uncomfortably as he swallows. “Loneliness can incite obsession, and obsessi

Present Day: Verance City Sera poured whiskey with steady hands. Four fingers, no ice, a flick of the wrist that sent the amber liquid spinning before it settled, she'd perfected this. She slid the glass across the sticky bartop, and the grumpy regular, a werewolf from the Southside crew, grunted his thanks. "You're a gem, Ser." He said. "Sera," she corrected smiling. "Not Ser. Not Serena. Sera." "Whatever." He knocked back the whiskey in one gulp. "Same time tomorrow?"

Hazel handed me the note. Dear Mia and Anisel, I see you escaped once again. Do you think you are victorious?? Think again. I know where you are, and I will attack Haven if you don't hand yourself over. Let's not hurt innocent people again. Bring them to me, or Haven will burn down like Satia did!! ~ Sera

Quiet. Sera stood at the window alone, staring into the stars. Adrian joined her a few moments later, arms sliding around her waist. “You still hearing her?” he asked softly. Sera nodded. “Sometimes. Not words. Just... something beneath my skin.” “Mira?” She hesitated. Then whispered: “No.” Adrian tensed. Sera turned to him. “It’s not her voice. It’s mine.” Below deck… Zero’s body rested inside a containment cradle, sealed under Elias’s personal encryption.