Sera Hazbin Novels & Stories

Me: “Don’t worry. You’ll be out of there soon. Get some rest, Serah. I’m about to sleep too, I’m exhausted.” Serah: “It’s okay, sister. I bet the house feels so big and empty without me.” Me: “Yes, it’s too quiet. But not for long. Soon, it will be filled with baby cries and laughter. I just want to see that adorable baby again. He’s so cute.” Serah: “You’ll see him tomorrow, sister.” Me: “Okay, Serah. I’m hanging up now. Sleep well.” Serah: “Sleep well too, sister.”

“Stay out of this, Sera.” So that was her name. Sera. Sera looked completely unbothered. “I was planning to and go on my merry way, till I saw you and I don’t enjoy watching bullies.” Elle folded her arms. “She’s human.” “And?” “She’s beneath us.” Sera shrugged. “I don’t remember asking.” The library grew noticeably quieter. Several nearby demons pretended to read while clearly listening. Elle took another step. “You’ve become awfully interested in the King’s little toy.”

Not now. Across the desk, her phone vibrated sharply against the dark wood. Sera let out a soft groan, rubbing her temple before reaching for the device. "Argh, who could be calling me now?" she muttered. The screen lit up with Zoe’s name. As Fina Corp’s Chief Operating Officer—and official Godmother to Sera's son—Zoe had remained Sera’s sharpest ally and closest confidant through every step of the past five years. Sera slid the screen to answer.

The poster on the wall read: ‘WELCOME HOME, HONEY. I looked around. “I'm right here.” I turned and saw Serena stepping out of the kitchen with a plate of pasta in her hands. She was dressed in a transparent nightgown and had a hair tied up in a rough bun. “Serena?”

“I’ll go with you.” Caitlin was shocked. “What?” “We’ll go together,” Sera said. “Two stand a better chance than one. Not that I care if you die. But I don’t want to see Caleb hurt.” Caitlin stared back. This was the last thing she had expected, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized that it would be wise to have backup. After all, this was about Caleb, not about her. “Fine,” she said. Sera suddenly turned, and crossed the room. She stood before a small sarcophagus, just big enough to hold a child, and she crossed herself before it. She prayed, bowing her head until it touched it.

The girl eyed her but didn’t run away as Sera set what seemed to be a makeup caddy on the bed next to her and opened it to reveal neat little boxes of medical supplies. “I’m Sera.” She put out her hands to shake. The girl looked from her to the makeup kit. “Real official operation you’ve got here.” I fought down a smile. Her caustic replies reminded me a little of myself in the early days. “You didn’t want our real doctor.” I nodded at Sera. “She’s the next best thing.” Sera smiled brightly. “I’ve even saved a couple lives. What’s your name?” The girl looked from her to me, then back at her. “Cat.” At least we’d gotten that much.

`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

"What do you mean, caged?" "I mean someone paid someone to block your wolf. A spell. A ritual. Whatever it was, it had enough power to keep a Silverveil from waking for years." She tilted her head and her eyes narrowed. "What's your name?" "Sera." The change in her face was instant. The flat look dropped away and her eyes widened and her mouth opened and she took a step back and looked at me again, really looked, her eyes running over my face and my belly and the blood and the fading glow on my hands.

Azael is frowning and I feel him press my hand, something is not right. -Hey- I say catching his face. Right away I notice how he relaxes the muscles.- What happens? -I do not like this. Everything is going too well. he says looking around. I prefer not to, as they are not very pleasant views. -And what's wrong? -That we're talking about Harrison Tucson. The same one who murdered my mother. The same one who tried to kill his daughter. My father's rival, whom he also killed. The one that appears to have survived a fire. I just don't believe we caught him off guard.

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.”