Sera X Lilith Novels & Stories

"I am well aware of that, Xavier." "Are you?" he countered, his voice dropping to a softer, more dangerous register. "Because it seems like you're only thinking about today. You're thinking about the stolen glances in the garden and the comfort of her hand in yours. You aren't thinking far enough ahead." A suffocating silence settled over the arena. "Rylan," Xavier continued gently, "Sera has spent years around wolves and Lycans. She understands our customs, our violence, and our hierarchies."

“Come on Sera! I thought you would have more faith in us than that...” “But I thought the same thing when you males set that trap and didn’t even warn me. If it wasn’t for Sophia, I wouldn’t have even known he was anywhere near the town.” “Good point, I’m sorry My Queen,” “SOREN!!” I smile at her and Lilith’s reprimand. “Sera, I can feel her guilt and humiliation for allowing him to get close enough to her to do what he is doing..” “She will need both of you when we get her back… Be good to her!”

"Mmm, anything for you, Leone. Watch this, Sera. This is what a real woman does." She parted her lips, tongue darting out to lick a slow, flat stripe from the base all the way up to the head, swirling around the slit to lap up that bead of pre-cum. The wet heat of her mouth made my hips buck a little, and I groaned, deep in my chest. "Shit, that's good," I said, my voice gravelly. Sera yanked harder on the chains, the bed frame creaking under her. "Stop it! You're both sick! Leone, look at me, don't you dare enjoy this!"

“Tell me, Sera. What did I do wrong?” “Lila, calm down.” My throat went tight. I recognized that look. The same one she wore in my past life—right before she stabbed me. Go die, Seraphina. You don’t deserve to be happy. She laughed then, a sound sharp and broken. “Calm? I am calm. What’s the matter, Sera? Are you afraid of me?” “Lila, let’s talk this through. Tell me—how did you even get pregnant after…?”

“You think I just sit here staring at nothing? I have a phone. Even if the signal is terrible, it’s enough to chat with my friends. They said someone has been asking for information about me on campus. Someone claiming to be the ‘niece’ of Andrew Bloodfang.” Gabriel growled softly. “Lilith.” “You know her?” “No, but she came with my father earlier. She left a business card, offering help. I don’t know what her motive is.” Sera pulled away from his embrace and looked at him sharply. “You didn’t tell me anything. I’m here, alone, imagining a thousand worst case scenarios, while you’re in the city meeting your father and a mysterious woman. You said we would face this together, but you treat me

But there were other reasons not to get tangled up with Crew. “I just have better things to do than him,” I said. The girl laughed. “I like you. I’m Ashley, by the way. Ashley Abrams.” “I’m Sera Frey.” “Welcome to Sonoran Sunset High, Sera.” She sat back in her chair, still with the perfect posture. “Thanks,” I said. “You don’t seem to be jealous that Crew is pestering me. Why?” “He’s not my type.” She shrugged and managed to make it an elegant movement.

(the highest prison in the temple) There I met Liliy, an old missionier who was being punished for practicing black magic. She read my memory the first time we met. Missioniers couldn't read each other's memories. It was disturbing at first, especially with the way a dark force hovered around her. I thought not to indulge her, given my own issues. The night before I was released, she suddenly crawled up to me and tapped me. “Serafina right?” I ignored her. “I'm not the enemy here.” She continued. “I just need you to listen to me.” I was pretty annoyed at her. “What the hell do you want?”

Lyra returned on a Thursday. Cole beside her. Both of them carrying the particular quality of people who had done something real in a short time and were still settling into what it had cost and what it had produced. They came directly to the working room. Lyra set her bag down. Looked at Sera across the table. "She heard me," she said. No preamble. No building to it. Just the essential thing. "Tell me," Sera said. Her name was Vessa.

Dylan spoke up while Jeremy threw daggers with his eyes. Wait! Was I going to be engaged to the group clown? Who the fuck takes the fiancée of a clown seriously??? “SERENA???!” I heard someone yell my name, snapping me back to the present.

I put my hand over her heart and she looks at me crossed eyed as she smiles, blood leaving the corner of her mouth. I hear a scream and look up and see Xerxes has Lara by the throat. Serana places a bloody hand on my face and I look down at her and she chuckles. “Have you forgotten my love? We are immortal.” I blink at her words. Seriously? I knew that, but still seeing her like this made me panic. She sits up and spits blood from her mouth. I watch as she crawls forward. When she stops, her back arches before she is thrown back, her arms out behind her and her head back. A silent scream coming from her.