Serafina Movie Novels & Stories

Nobody will even know what I’m doing,” Vincenzo whispered, his husky tone dripping into her ear. “Shut the fuck up and get lost,” Seraphina snapped, scowling as her eyes stayed glued to the screen. “I didn’t come here to babysit your nonsense. Watch the damn movie and leave me alone.” Vincenzo smirked. “Leave you alone? Baby, you don’t actually want that. You’re already waiting for me to touch you. Look at you, pretending to concentrate.” “I said stop,” she muttered. “Your voice is already irritating me." If I wanted a headache, I would have stayed home.”

As I slammed the doors behind me, I paused for a split second in the corridor, my heart hammering against my ribs. Through the thick wood, I heard Martinez’s deep, furious voice bellowing inside. "What the fuck did you say to her, Seraphina?!" "I didn't say anything wrong, Martinez!" Seraphina cried out, her voice dripping with perfect, manipulative tears. "She just hates me! The girl is completely insane!" I spun around and ran up the stairs, realizing with absolute terror that Seraphina was a master psychopath.

Then, Seraphina came next. She was pulled forward roughly. The moment she saw Tara, she broke. “Tara!” she gasped, rushing forward the second they released her. She caught her before she could fall. Held her tight. “They should burn!” someone shouted. “Yes, burn them alive!” “Let them feel it!” “They brought fire, let them die in it!” The voices rose again louder this time. Seraphina held Tara closer, her body tense, her eyes wide, but she said nothing.

I tried to turn my head to see her better. “You don’t need to do this,” I said, my voice coming out slow and thick. “Let me go, I promise I’ll take you with me.” She remained silent. “I am Seraphina DeLorenzo. My family has money, power. We can protect you, just help me get out of here.” I said. The woman didn’t answer at first. She helped me out of the wheelchair and into the bathtub, the porcelain cold against my skin. I shivered as she turned on the water, keeping it lukewarm.

IN BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH ~MIRA'S POV~ Seraphina scoffed, irritation flashing across her face at their response. "Can either of you ever do anything right?" she hissed loudly. "How could a weakling like this scare anyone away? You had one simple job, and that was to ruin the face she's so proud of." She rolled her eyes at me, her words dripping with jealousy. "Don't worry," she said with a wicked smile. Her eyes glinted with cruel excitement, like she couldn't wait to do what was on her mind.

He reached out, his thumb grazing the ring he had placed on her finger in Labuan Bajo—the symbol of loyalty she had agreed to wear as they navigated their "new chapter." The evening was a whirlwind of flashes and whispers. At the theater, Serena was flanked by Haris and her lead actors. The French critics, notoriously difficult to please, sat in hushed silence as The Betrayal unfolded on the screen. The film was raw, a visceral depiction of a woman’s soul being shredded and then meticulously stitched back together. It was Serena’s life, stripped of its specific names but imbued with every ounce of her pain and triumph. When the credits rolled, there was a beat of silence. Then, the applause

_Serafina’s POV_ My heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach and for a moment I wasn’t sure what to do. I didn’t think he would see me and so I froze. I froze because I had only thought about following him and hadn't thought about him actually seeing me. Nice work, Serafina! I pushed myself harder into the stone marker, hoping stupidly that somehow he would believe he was seeing a ghost or that he had been mistaken about seeing me.

Sera asked again, only then did Cassandra realize they were on face time. She rubbed her eyes and shook her head, “On the contrary, I think I slept quite well.” “What were you so busy with? Got a new man?” Sera didn't respond immediately, but the sly smile on her lips and her messy hair as she lay on the bed under a blanket gave her away. “Who is he? Tell me everything.” Seraphina glanced to her right, likely at the man lying naked beside her but out of the video coverage. “It's just a one-night stand. Nothing serious.” Seraphina rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to the camera. “So tell me, are you alright? Why did you call so many times last night.”

Michael What is with this new guy? Does he know Serah from long time? Since they are from the same university I’m sure they might have met each other may be they know each other through class and nothing else? I trust Serah completely but this guy. Woah!!! Hang on a second trust Serah? seriously now after all this trust from where did that come now. What is with this girl. What is she watching out of the window let me also check, I went next to her and looked down and straight and I could not find anything interesting apart from the buildings and the sky.

The girl was still a mystery… but there was no denying something ancient stirred quietly within her. “She’s the one?” Carl asked under his breath. Maika nodded slowly. “Yes. the one who capture our Alaric's heart.” As Alaric led Seraphine to the head table, Maika stepped forward with a noblewoman’s grace and offered her hand. “Seraphine,” she said, her tone smooth but genuine. “We’ve heard much about you. It’s good to finally meet the woman who brought light back to Alaric’s eyes.” Seraphine blinked, flustered, then accepted the handshake.