Sera X Lilith Novels & Stories

"As usual, they're always there wherever you are. Afraid that their precious lady will be hunted down by humans and turned into a house decoration." Sera gripped the edge of the table. Amos widened his eyes at Sera's nails that had turned pointy. But Lily didn't seem to notice. "If you've come just to mock me, you'd better leave," Sera said. Lily chuckled and then looked at Amos who did not dare look at them. She extended her hand to Amos gracefully. "Hi, are you Sera's boyfriend? May I know you? My name is Liliana Ferdukh," Lily said softly. Her voice was so seductive.

She said to Serah the moment she heard her footsteps,not sparing her a glance. “Lilian?”. Serah called,as she glanced around nervously, stepping closer to her. “You did a good job,but we're not done yet”. Lilian puffed her cigarettes as she spoke. “I'm done Lillian,my job is done”. Serah spat venomously,her chest rising and falling. Lilian let out a sacsrstic smile before standing to her feet,her dark amber eyes met serah's piercing blue eyes challenging as she steps toward her.

She stood up and tugged down the shirts of her children to reveal the small marks on their chest. “Look at them Sera….. what shape are they?” With a lot of reluctance Sera answered. “Lightning bolt. They are shaped like lightning bolts.” Kira gave a satisfied hum. “And who else do we know that has a birthmark shaped like a lightning bolt?” Sera hesitated. She didn’t want to say it. She couldn’t say it! “Sera.. please you can do it, who else has that birthmark?” Sera felt like a huge ball was stuck in her throat, stopping her from saying the dreaded name. She still struggled to say it anyway.

“Stay out of it!” Lilian took a deep breath to control her anger. Hmph! Serena snorted, “That means you like Kiran. You’re just too afraid to admit it!” Slap! As soon as she said that, a ringing slap landed on her face. Ahhh… Serena screamed while her body flew off like a kite with a broken string. Lilian’s angelic voice sounded, “I. Don’t. Like. Kiran!” Thump! Serena’s body hit the ground.

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Selene’s joy was infectious. For the first time in a long while, Sera felt her own lips curve upward. “Why hadn’t I thought of this before?” Sera murmured softly, almost to herself. Selene laughed lightly. “Well, now we have. So what do we do with this right now?” Sera’s smile dimmed, her thoughts shifting. “First, there’s something I need to confirm. About Tania’s pregnancy.” Selene tilted her head, listening intently. “You have friends in the tech unit, right?” Sera continued.

“A mind-link wouldn’t work.” “I know you heard me,” I pressed, my voice quieter now. “You looked right at me.” “I’m not interested in your questions,” he replied calmly, already turning away as a beta handed him several documents. That calm unsettled me more than cruelty ever could have. A woman stepped forward then she’s tall, sharp-eyed, dressed in formal black, authority stitched into every line of her posture. “You’ll serve as Alpha Ryder’s omega,” she announced. “I’m Mia. Head maid.”

"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.

Serena’s POV The room went still. For a heartbeat, I didn’t feel my own pulse. The air was thick with the scent of betrayal, Nathan's musk, Clara’s perfume, and the faint, bitter edge of my own heartbreak. Lily stirred beneath my skin, her growl low and dangerous. Kill him. “No,” I whispered to her, my hand trembling. “We don’t do that.” Then let me. Her voice was pure fury, claws scraping against my control. Let me rip his throat for what he’s done.