Serafina Novels & Stories

"Who... who are you?" A slow, predatory smile touched her lips. "My name is Seraphina. And I have been watching the Blue Moon Pack for a very long time." Her gaze drifted to the path where Xian'na and her brothers had vanished. "That Holy Blood should have been yours, Jerick. But you, in your... misjudgment... allowed it to slip away." She stepped closer, her scent intoxicating and dangerous. Her fingers traced the line of my jaw, and despite everything, a spark of my old Alpha arrogance, desperate for validation, began to ignite.

"Why... how are you here?!" "Why? Are you surprised to see me?" Seraphina stepped forward, staring directly into Juna’s eyes without the slightest trace of fear. "Of course I came looking for you. It's me, Seraphina. The poor college girl you defiled and whose future you destroyed in that nightclub room!"

He straightened slowly, one hand gripping Varrek’s collar to keep him upright. “Release him,” the woman said. Her voice was calm, not loud. Yet the wolves around her shifted at once, alert. Silas’s jaw tightened. “Name yourself.” The woman studied him for a long moment, her gaze steady and unblinking. “You truly do not see.” “I see enough.” A faint smile touched her lips. “I am Seraphine.” The name meant nothing to Elara. But Varrek stiffened. Even through the blood loss, fear flickered across his face.

“Is everything alright?” “You’re really pretty, just like she told us.” The other one said brightly. “What?” I didn’t get the message. I just stared. I didn’t know whether to be mesmerized by their compliments. The taller one extended her hand. “I’m Seraphina. Sera, for short, and this is Iris. We’re Tiffany’s friends. Coursemates. Whatever.” “I’m Arielle Hills,” I said, tapping my chest lightly. “Nice to finally meet you.” Iris smiled.

Seraphina’s Perspective I stood up, my eyes locking onto hers with pure anger. "For your kind knowledge, my name is Seraphina," I said, my voice steady yet sharp. "And you must be the famous Scarlett," I spat, emphasizing her name with distaste. Scarlett smirked, stepping closer with an air of arrogance. "Oh, so you already know about me. Looks like Damien talks about me a lot," she said, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder as if she were royalty.

He should have created a new empire around Serena instead. Now, he cannot flip the board without toppling Serena first. "Bindo, Darling." Seraphina smiled, a lazy smile playing on her lips. But it was strained, just a little. "Although, not weak spot as much as an irritating one! You should also be thanking me for indirectly helping your new star. The new girl pit against Seraphina Devarcraux, is now going to lose invariably because of our 'marriage'. Doesn't this give her the pity spotlight she needs?"

The young woman, Sera introduces herself. "Sera...not your actual name, is it?" I ask knowingly. "Well, you can consider it a codename. But my name is Seraphine." Sera replied with a casual shrug. "How come you get to be Sera?" I could not help the question. Sera laughs quietly at that, shrugging slightly. "It was either that or Top(II). I'm Seraphine Vega, the Beta Healer. You've met my not so better half, Beta Warrior, Top... Cedric." Sera calmly stated.

“I just saved Milord’s brother’s life. I’m also anaemic, but wouldn't want to spoil the fun. So what’s my thank you gift, sir?” Natasha should have shot her, not Kai. I hate marriage-breakers. I glanced at Laura, taking a business call at the end of the corridor. F**king goddess. Seraphina was model-level beauty too: Thick scarlet hair, dark eyes, silky skin, brace-coated smile, and alluring features. She had a flowery scent and possessed more body mass than Laura, but Wifey edged her slightly in the face card department. Still, she was a succubus. A rose with thorns.

And it should fear. Because Serafina was there. Raised upon a broken stone as if the world belonged to her, with an arrogant smile and golden eyes burning with hatred. Beside her stood Meredith and Arkan, the silent storm, his presence suffocating. "Abomination’s daughter," Serafina spat, as if my very name burned her mouth. "Wolf or witch? Choose now and live. Or deny your origin... and die with it." Goosebumps ran across my skin. My heart pounded hard.

Stay calm’ I said softly under my breath. A woman rose from her seat and walked towards me, her heels clicking like she owned the damn earth beneath them. Her lips were painted a bold, blood-red that didn’t do much to distract from how thin they were, or how fake her smile was. Her black hair spilled down her back in perfect and effortless waves. “I’m Seraphina,” she said, twirling a lock of hair like she was auditioning for a soap opera. “Daughter of Garret, Beta of BlackThorne. And soon-to-be Luna of this pack.”