Sera X Lilith Novels & Stories

“No greeting. No professional courtesy. Just demands. Pompous bas!ard.” Isn’t it too quick to call him that? Lila asked, teasing her, and she got a stern glare in return. Still, she typed back: I’ll be there. ************* The next morning, Serena arrived at the upscale coffee shop ten minutes early. She chose a table by the window, ordered a flat white, and crossed her legs, looking every bit the powerful woman she was. She searched for his I*******m page and kept herself busy with videos and images of his works.

A sleek woman in black combat armor stepped through the smoke, pistol raised. “About time you triggered the emergency beacon,” she called out. Adrian blinked. “Who ?” “Her name’s Lira,” Sera said. “My mother’s most trusted assassin. She’s not here for tea.” Lira raised a detonator. “Move, lovebirds. You’ve got sixty seconds to decide if you want to die looking pretty or live ugly.” Sera yanked Adrian toward the side entrance. But as they ran Mira’s voice followed them. “This isn’t over, Sera!”

And finally arriving here in the last four weeks before Dominic's fiftieth birthday. The convergence timing was not subtle. "How old are you?" I asked. She looked briefly surprised by the question. "Thirty-three," she replied. Younger than Sera. Lilith was twenty-four. Sera herself was mid-thirties as I had assessed from the journey, closer to Luca's age. This woman was thirty-three, which placed her between them. Mama Roux had said closer in age to Lilith than to Sera. This was not her. I looked at Sera more carefully.

LILITH POV "Lilith will you please share what happened to Sera?" "Where is Caleb? I will only talk to him and if he decides to share what happened with you then that is up to him." "Okay Lilith. Lilith! So nice to be able to talk to you." "So you want to know about our life?" "Yes, we want to know so we can help and protect both of you." "Okay, but the only condition is you must not tell Sera and you must not force her to remember. She is not ready for the truth of what she saw and went through after. I need your promise!!"

Take her measure, her strength, her heart, her worth. And if she is all that he hates—and all that he wants—I'll figure out where I stand. With him. Or against him. For even broken, I am not weak. I am Serenia. Child of Lilith. Born of fire and darkness. And I am done being anyone's pawn. He'd certainly learn this the hard way but first I must see for myself what their obsession is with this woman and what makes her so different.

She made me believe in love again, even though I kept it hidden from her. My name is Raphael Gilberts. My parents own The Gilberts Company, and I work there as the managing director. Financially, I’ve never lacked. But what I lacked, until Serah, was someone to love for who I truly am. Now, I’m standing in the hospital’s waiting area with Mia. We’ve just received word that Serah has delivered. She’s resting now, and we’re both eagerly waiting to be called in.

Clearly every man in this family was hung up on fucking Lila's cunt. “Fucking Lila this, Lila that. No wonder her own dad wants to fuck her. Lila’s a fucking tease. That’s why both of you can’t keep your eyes off her," Serena cried, half sobbing, half moaning as Steve's tongue licked all the way from her virgin asshole up to her wet pussy. The long, slow lick made her shiver with the degrading mix of shame and need. Shameless bitch. Serena wanted everything Lila had. Couldn't help it. The way Caleb smiled at her. Fussed over her. Touched her right in front of Serena. The sexual tension between them was unbearable.

Sera states. I shut my eyes, tryung to stop there words from getting to me. Sera continued "Why does she even like them so much, when they don't even know who she is?" She questioned. "To quench her thirst! Because they love each other!" Chris replied and laughed, I felt toung tied, hearing those words. She then turned towards me and with a little smirk she said "You are just one in a million girl, stop wasting time, they are just pretending to love you, so that their ass can get famous."

Elara felt her chest tighten. Because she understood. That was exactly what she wanted from the world too. Not worship. Not fear. Not obedience. Just to be seen. ⸻ A few moments later, footsteps approached. Neither of them moved away quickly enough. Sera appeared at the edge of the clearing. She looked between them. Then smiled. “I see I interrupted something.” Elara immediately looked away. “We were talking.” Sera raised an eyebrow. “Of course you were.” Riven tried not to smile.

Lila reached across the table, her hand covering mine, her touch warm and steady. “Hey, stop that right now,” she said firmly, her eyes locking onto mine. “Don’t you dare talk about yourself like that, Serena. You’re not ‘just’ anything. You’re beautiful - inside and out. Fierce, smart, the kind of woman who holds it all together when the world tries to break you. A new pair of shoes and a killer dress? That’s just window dressing. You could have any guy you want, including Daniel Hawthorne. He’s the one who should feel lucky, not you feeling out of place.”