Sera Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

"You just need to chew without thinking about the taste. Hurry up!" Barra obeyed. Then opened his mouth as wide as possible to welcome the beautiful girl's hand. Until at the last second there was a small screech. "Sorry. Your hands are too beautiful to pass up," Barra giggled. Serena chuckled and put the tray under the gurney. Walked quickly to the sink to wash her hands. "I hope you don't get rabies from my bite marks." Silence. Both of them were still in the same room, but the atmosphere had become awkward. Serena chose to be busy with her cell phone. While fiddling with the remote control to change the television broadcast in front of her.

- Taehyung Kensington ------------- Name : Amelia Ashford ; Age : 21 With a heart as vast as the ocean and a mind as sharp as the keenest blade, Seraphina embodies the epitome of kindness, love, and unwavering strength. Her presence commands attention, not just for her striking beauty or effortless elegance, but for the sheer force of her personality—a magnetic aura that draws people in like moths to a flame. But beneath her gentle exterior lies a spirit forged in the fires of adversity, a soul as fierce as it is tender, unyielding in the face of injustice and unafraid to speak truth to power. Savage for those who were do badmouthing about her and her one and only life her father, If she hea

"SERA!" Hannah screamed, reaching out desperately, but couldn't catch her. Horror kept her rooted to her spot as she could do nothing but watch her free-fall. Sera met the ground with a harsh thud. A sharp pain clenched her muscles, making her cry in agony. The woman writhed and squirmed, but the pain didn't ease. "Sera," Hannah's faint voice reached her through the haze of pain. She opened her eyes and raised her head to Hannah, who seemed to have turned pale with concern.

Sera died in June, which was the month she had said she'd have, give or take. She died in her room at the Council Hall, in the early morning, with the window open because she had asked for the window open and the staff had learned that Sera's requests were operating instructions rather than preferences. The morning light came through. The Ground was perceptible from that room, the Council Hall's southern wall sitting over one of the secondary nodes in the network's central cluster, and she had told me in February that she had chosen that room specifically because of it.

Sera, who lived in Tourmaline Estate, was anxious and clamoring to leave the terrible place. The madam comforted her, saying, "Sera, you have to trust Grand Old Master Ares. He’ll never just stand by and watch. I believe that it won’t be long before Grand Old Master Ares catches the murderer and the haze within Tourmaline Estate will then dissipate." Sera said persistently, "I want to leave this place, I want to leave this place. It’s too terrifying here." Madam said, "But where would you go?"

🎀CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE🎀 Sera froze. The pillow slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor with a soft thud. Zayla blinked, her lashes fluttering as her eyes slowly focused. “Oh...” Sera forced a smile, thin and unsteady. “You’re awake.” Zayla didn’t answer. Her gaze stayed on Sera, as if trying to understand why she was there. Sera shifted back a step. “I was just… I mean...” She waved a hand, already moving toward the door. “I’ll give you space.”

(Sera's POV) I hesitated less than two seconds. I was going to "die" tonight. If I couldn't grasp a little more of the truth before I vanished, I might never get another chance. I reached out with the clean tongs, put a small dish of nuts together, and set it in front of her. Hailey picked up a nut and placed it elegantly in her mouth. The instant she crushed it, the pleased smile on her face vanished without a trace.

** Five ** *Damien’s POV* Few hours ago, The drive was uncomfortable, every mile feeling like an eternity as I wrestled with my thoughts. Zayn, my loyal beta, had given me the location of Serena Vales, and while I should have felt a sense of duty to find her, all I could feel was unease. The place wasn’t unfamiliar to me, but that didn’t make it any easier. My mother lived there. The same woman who abandoned me in a dumpster like I was nothing. The same woman who had wanted nothing more than to be Luna to a powerful Alpha, only to end up a mere beta's mate. The irony of it all hit me like a punch to the gut.

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.

There were thoughts even I refused to entertain. Love. No. That wasn't part of the plan. It couldn't be. It wouldn't be. A knock interrupted the silence. Neither of us answered immediately. Then the doors opened, and Sera stepped inside. She wore a pale blue gown that caught the afternoon light beautifully. Her dark hair rested loosely over one shoulder, and she carried several rolled documents against her chest. She smiled the moment she saw us. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything." Logan and I exchanged the briefest glance.