Sera X Lilith Novels & Stories

“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

(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.

"Break the whole damn pantheon if you want. I'll help you pick up the pieces." Lilith groaned, her black fingernails scoring deep bloody lines down my back as she met every brutal stroke I gave her. Her hips rolled against mine, her inner walls clenching around me like she was trying to swallow me whole. "Fuck me harder, Kai," she demanded, her voice cracking with desperation. "Drain the underworld out of me! I can't—I can't hold it all!"

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

“Lady Sera, is it true that you are going to learn magic from Lady Hailey?” Eli said as soon as Sera arrived in the palace. That day was meant for Eli and Sera’s history lessons under Countess Igor’s teachings. “Yes, Your Highness. She checked my mana aptitude during the ball and she told me that I’m capable of using magic with my mana.” Sera smiled excitedly. Though she was troubled by the gifts that the deity bestowed upon her, she was also excited to learn something different. She loved the sword but she thought that maybe she would grow stronger if she could wield both at the same time.

After a moment of silence she speaks up. "Luna, I-" I cut her off mid sentence. "I would prefer if you didn't call me Luna, please." I say softly. The honorary title makes me out to be what I'm not, which is definitely the Luna of this pack. Raven would be much better suited for the position. Besides, it reminds of of everything I should have been, of everything I've lost. Raven doesn't question me but responds, "What do you want to be called then?" "My name is Serena Infirma, you can call me Serena."

"I see why you didn't want to come back inside." Sera shook her head. "Oh, you haven't seen the half of what they can do." She popped the tin open and sighed. Everything was where it was supposed to be. She clicked it closed and put the board back in place; hopefully, they would never even know they were here and would get out unscathed. She held up the tin and smiled at Xavier, "I've got all I needed, I'm good to go." She stood up and brushed her knees off; she had already gotten her black pants dirty.