Seraph Dazzlegarden Novels & Stories

) —closer— (it’s beautiful!) —closer. (oh god) Liz bathed in the white. It encompassed everything, burned everything else away. “Yes,” she said, her gentle whisper like a breeze through reeds. This light was the sun reflected in her diamond trinket, radiating from the face of Saint Christopher. Together they waltzed back and forth on the end of a silver chain. Screams as the wheels on the left-hand side of the bus collided with the curb.

As Naraja finished his first introduction with an awkward knead, he brought attention to the back of his neck towards the person, Nai, whom he was starting to have this strong peculiar feeling of; love, surge up inside of him again. Nai: “Ummmm.. sure, s~uure, so yeah my name is Nai and don’t get too anxious about that moment,..earlier it was actually quite cute he~he, but anyway we are your comrades: Saint Teresa Of Avila, John Of The Cross, and Anima….sh~eee actually has an interesting particular ability that I like to call if I remember correctly, h~mm, Maladaptive Day-Dreaming and oh ye~aah she’s also deaf/mute or something like that, but anyway then there’s Eli, but you have to always

My wolf and I can't take it. ‘He might realise once this is done Quoi.’ My wolf Seraphina says with a whimper. ‘He won't. There is nothing to realise. I can't live in that space anymore Phia. I just can't. He doesn’t even say my actual name for Goddess sakes. I mean nothing to him. Never have. Never will. With all this going on, its opening too many wounds. Let's just get some space for a little.’ I beg her. I am too old for this drama.

They reached the central atrium—and the sphere chamber, identical to the one beneath the rebel base. Only this one had been corrupted. Twisted red veins webbed across it, and suspended within was the child… eyes glowing, locked in some sort of energy cocoon. Ivy stepped forward, hand outstretched. “Mommy,” the girl whispered. The power surge knocked them all backward. Seraphina emerged from the shadows, draped in obsidian armor lined with glowing runes. Power radiated from her in waves. “I told you she’s mine,” she said. Ivy stood, blood at the corner of her mouth. “She’s not a weapon.”

"Mam, you're so looking so beautiful," Seraphina trailed her eyes towards the full-length mirror. Her petite body was wrapped in a beautiful flowing blood red gown, which was strapless. Her face was covered with a thin layer of makeup. Her dark long lashes were curled up and looking more big. Her lips were painted in a matching blood red lipstick. Her hair was tied up in a high beautiful bun. The dark makeup over her eyes was complimenting her light eyes, beautifully, but Seraphina had no interest to wander her own beauty. "Indeed this colour is complimenting your beauty so well," The girl said, fascinated with Seraphina's alluringness, until her eyes travelled towards the door.

> *It remembered her. The circle cracked. Light exploded. The ward-breaker from the gold-robed member ignited, ripping through the spell like a blade through silk. Seraphine stood in the center of it all — eyes glowing, hair whipping in the magical storm — and **did not fall.** > “I am Seraphine Elowen. > Daughter of flame. > Heir to queens who would not kneel. > And if you try to erase me— > then I will burn my name into the stone of this world.”

Her eyes glowed blue, and her hands burned with magic fire. Seraphina. She raised her arm. A wall of light burst out, slamming into the rogues. They screamed as fire and silver chains wrapped around them, pulling them back. Elara stared in shock. “Seraphina…” “Stand, child,” Seraphina said, her voice calm but firm. “This fight is not yours tonight.” The rogues tried to push against the chains, their teeth snapping, but Seraphina lifted her other hand. The ground shook. The chains tightened, dragging the rogues down into the earth. One by one, they vanished with howls of rage.