Seraph Dazzlegarden Novels & Stories

Sylen said, his voice rougher than before. "No, not yet," Seraphina scowled, as a bead of sweat dripped from the tip of her nose to the hard floorboards of the training room. "I wasn't finished." "You were," With sudden interjection, Sephora stepped lightly into the circle for the first time. As though it belonged to her and there hadn't been a sparring match ongoing just moments ago. She looked up at Sylen through long dark lashes, her long dark hair starkly contrasting her pale eyes and fair skin... that against her pale blue eyes that flickered silver in the light... those lips, blood red naturally and full in peripheral view... "Weren't you, Commander?"

“Because I know it. You are lying to me. I’m not stupid.’ Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain penetrating my head. My body shook like there was someone pouring a bucket of rocks on me and I began screaming, falling to the floor. Images, laughter, and cries appeared before me. “Jeremy.’ the girl who almost looked like me ran across the sand in her dirtied gown. Jeremy looked at the girl with a smile. “Seraphina. What are you doing here? I thought you were playing in the garden.’ “Yes, I was.’ The girl named Seraphina replied in a sweet tone and stretched her hands with a bouquet. “Look what I got for Seraphim.’ “Wow. It looks nice.’ Jeremy uttered and wiped off dirt from his shoes.

Seraphine skidded back on ice. “How do we fight this?” Cassian shouted over the gale. Seraphine pushed to her feet. “Lightning.” She raised both hands. Sparks crawled along her arms—bright, dangerous. She thrust forward. Lightning cracked. It struck the heart of the vortex—destabilizing it. The wind screamed, scattered, reformed weaker. Again. Seraphine hit it again. The vortex collapsed—dissipating into harmless gusts. Silence. Then cheering.

"Shut up Marc. I know the answer of that already. Sa dami ba naman ng clue na pinapahiwatig mo siyempre malalaman ko" Napakagat labi si Marc at natigilan si Hugo. "It's ok, normal lang naman ang crush² eh" I confidently said. Their jaw dropped and Hugo's face turned red. I may sound assuming pero bahala sila. "Uhmm I-I think it's my turn to spin this thing" saad ni Hugo at iniikot ang bottle at tumapat kay Monica "Dare" saad ni Monica kahit hindi pa siya tinatanong ni Hugo

Just his. Dawn broke at 6:17 AM. And with it, they came. At first, I saw only movement on the horizon. Dark shapes against the pale sky. Then closer. Hundreds became thousands. Warriors in tight formation. Creatures I couldn’t name. And at the center, riding in a chariot of twisting dark magic, was Seraphine. Even from this distance, her power pressed against my skin like heat from a forge. She was much stronger than before. The blood sacrifices had already begun.

"I have an announcement to make. As you all know, our pack has been without a Luna for a while now. But tonight, I proudly present to you our new Luna, Lyra!" The pack erupted into cheers and applause, their faces beaming with excitement. I forced a smile, trying to hide my discomfort. Sage's hand wrapped around mine, pulling me closer as he led me to the center of the dance floor. The music began with a slow melody that seemed to match the rhythm of my heart. Sage's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze piercing as we swayed to the music. I felt like a puppet on strings, dancing to his tune. As the dance went on he didn’t say a word but stared deep within my soul making my heart hammer, Sage's vo

Get me some. "Our theme is the 'Goddess of Flowers' collection. I'll need to make some changes to the parts that are damaged. The only way we can salvage the situation is by fixing the outfits right here and now. There's no time for us to recreate the outfits. Hurry up and get me what I need." Seraphine knew that the more dire a situation, the calmer she had to be. She hated Clifford and Clarissa for stooping so low, but she also hoped to use her talent to destroy Clarissa's unattainable dream.

“She’s trying to manipulate you, just like the entity.” Seraphina turned her gaze towards Lila, her eyes narrowing with disdain. “Ah, the little Lumina. Always so eager to play the hero. But your light is no match for the darkness that is coming, child. You will all be consumed.” Jade drew her sword, her eyes fixed on Seraphina, her stance ready for battle. “We won’t let you,” she snarled. “We’ll stop you, just like we did before.” Seraphina laughed, a chilling sound that echoed through the Valley of Echoes. “You are brave, little warrior, but you are hopelessly outmatched. I have been given a new purpose, a new power. And I will not fail.”

Around her, the celestial thrones of the five Seraphims stood tall, as if the echoes of betrayal were but a farce. Each throne was a reflection of its master’s essence, forged from the first lights of creation — now dimmed beneath Luna’s cold dominion. On the right of Luna’s dais sat Sariel, the Seraph of Discipline and Secrets. His throne was carved from obsidian glass veined with silver light, the glow of distant constellations flickering faintly across his armor like the trapped breath of the cosmos. His gaze was sharp and detached. The eyes of one who had seen too much and judged too little. The lunar brilliance traced the severe planes of his face, his folded wings like midnight forged

The chamber trembled as a blinding light radiated from her, pushing back against the darkness. Darius's confidence wavered for a moment, but he quickly composed himself, a wicked smirk curling upon his lips. "You think you can defeat me, Seraphina? You're just a mere mortal." Seraphina's eyes blazed with determination, her voice unwavering. "I may be mortal, but I am guided by something far greater than you can comprehend. Love and unity will prevail." With a wave of her hand, Seraphina summoned a surge of divine energy, fierce and unstoppable. The chamber shook as rock formations crumbled, and Darius struggled to maintain his footing.