Novelas y relatos de Serafina

I yelled back. I looked out the porthole. Seraphina stood on the back of a giant mechanical serpent, her violet scales shimmering in the dark water. She looked like a nightmare from the deep. Every time she swung her trident, a bolt of black lightning hit our ship, making the lights flicker and die.

I know I’m right because when I left the Academy I had a stupid name aswell but I shortened it to 'Elle'; it fit me better and gave me a chance to rebel against the man who tried to own me. “No, my parents," Seraphina whispers. I almost choke on my piece of pancake. Flora starts rubbing my back as I wipe at my watery eyes and look up to see Seraphine looking down at her plate. She’s kind of cute in a young girl kind of way. The dirt has been washed off her body so I can see her milky white skin; her eyes are huge and thanks to the chocolate brown colour, they kind of remind me of chocolate, her hair is what sets her apart, though. I thought it was brown in the forest but it's actually a deep

Ronan saw her and only stared as if the night itself had split open to show him the truth of me, and he wanted nothing but to stay. The dragon dipped lower, the great luminous curve of her neck graceful as moonlit water. Then she spoke. “I am Seraphina of House Viremont, born of the hidden flame and the phantom blood. I am the dragon beneath your skin, the wing in your soul, and the fire that answers only to you,” Seraphina said. The words rang through the meadow. Not loudly. Grandly. Ancient and beautiful and certain enough that even the weakened illusion of the barrier seemed to hush around them.

When she smiled, just slightly, his entire posture froze, as if he were watching a dream unfold. “Hence it is proven, Seraphina’s scent and aura are actually making her feel the things she’s lost touch with,” Aran’s voice drifted over, casual as usual, as he passed by them biting into a hot dog. “Only she can turn Luna Victoria back to normal.”

She’s no stray, she’s truly the Luna of Moon Titan. Seraphina stared up at Arielle, fury blazing. Arielle withdrew her blade and extended a hand to the woman on the floor. “Get up.” Seraphina looked at the hand as if it were a poisonous snake. She slapped it away, scrambling to her feet, her face a mask of humiliated rage. She turned to leave the hall, her training vest stained with dirt and her pride in tatters. "Luna Seraphina!" Arielle’s voice rang out, stopping her in her tracks.

“Tell me your name.” The woman smiled. Then she looked at Amara. “My name is Seraphina.” Amara’s heart suddenly stopped. She doubled over. “Ah!” Lucian caught her. “Amara!” A vision exploded inside her mind. A palace. Three moons. A throne. Lucian standing beside her. And Seraphina— standing before them. Crying. Then Amara saw blood. Lucian’s blood. Her own hands covered in it. Seraphina screaming. And a child—

The women were facing the camera, and a little girl stood between them, holding the hands of two adults. Miyaka leaned closer. The child had a crescent-shaped birthmark just below her left ear. Without thinking, Miyaka lifted her own hair. Her fingers found the same mark. Behind the door, the woman whispered a name. Not Miyaka. Not Aurelia. Not Elianora. A name that made Evander Vale stagger backward and Jason drop the tool in his hand. “Seraphina.” Miyaka stared at the photograph. Then she turned toward the darkness behind the door.

"Is that Seraphina?" I let out a heavy sigh. "Yes." Seraphina is the only pup of a powerful elder who controls the western trade routes and runs heavy business with the Lunar Dominion Network. She decided she loved me a year ago and tracked my scent across the territory for six months until I finally agreed to run with her just to make her stop barking at my heels. It was fine at first. She could actually run fast and speak intelligently about pack laws during the hunts. But by the third moon, everything turned into a nightmare.

SERAPHINA POV Hi, let me introduce myself my name is Seraphina Amara Wolfe or Sera for short, I have just turned 18 and I am a werewolf. I have fire red hair, blue eyes that turn gold when my wolf Lilith come to the front. I'm not very tall at around 5'2, I am quite slim as I have been living on the run since I was 3 and haven't been getting enough food, I find just enough to survive if that's what life is. I can't tell you anything about my parents or what pack I was from, as I have no memory of them. I lived with a human family for a little while when I was 8 but once I shifted at 10 which hurt, they got scared and threw me out, I was just lucky they didn't kill me which I hear they do to

“No I wouldn’t. Anyway he’s got a girlfriend. You met her.” “Yes, so I did… Isabelle wasn’t it?” Alice nods and kisses him lightly on the lips before running out of the door. “Don’t wait up.” Christopher smiles and lies down in bed. “Isabelle Simons. She was nice. I don’t know what she saw in that prick.” He flicks the side lamp off and falls back to sleep almost right away. 3. Tuesday 27th April 2010 01:03 Belinda has not bothered trying to look her best, something that she could be accused of quite often, and, since she actually lives nearest to the Progression Software building, she reaches David relatively quickly after his phone call.