Seraph Of The End Mikaela Novels & Stories

She leans forward slightly, the dim light casting jagged shadows across her face. Selena exhales, her breath ragged. She shakes her head, her hands tremble slightly—the tremor in her hands betraying the icy calm she’s trying to maintain. “No… but She did leave her name tho… Seraphina, was it? And something about trouble… way worse than the attack on Valentine, is already here. Watching.” Her voice falters, but her eyes hold steady, glowing faintly in the low light. The last word hangs in the air, heavy and thick, as if the presence of this unseen force has already infected the space. Demika’s brows knit together as she leans forward, her voice almost a growl. “And you’re sure she looked lik

Again, her gaze wandered to mine, "It's just, I understand you saved me from getting hurt but I felt the way you handled it was a little too extreme. Maybe you should have jus-" "I get it." I interrupted her. "Just know sometimes, Angels take desperate measures to protect what's theirs." She looked up at me, confusion etched on her face. "You called me your Angel so technically you're mine to protect," I smirked. "Oh, okay." She grinned, "I-I should go to class. I'm late already. See you around." She smiled before turning to leave. "Hey, Kris?" I called after her. "Yeah?" She looked back.

"It's Seraphim you should thank Mikey. She is the one who healed you. I cannot take credit for that. It will be unfair." "Seraphim, thank you and I am forever indebted to you." I push Seraphim forward so they can converse with Mikey. However, the next thing she says, leaves all of us baffled. "I am the one who owes you wolves a lot. Your beloved mate has done more for me than I can ever repay. She rescued me from Lucifer and she unlocked for me the weapon room which had locked me out for over a millennia. She even helped restore my feather to his former vibrancy. Tell me, how much would I owe you in actuality? I owe you much more than a life. Therefore, I will dedicate my life to you Summer

"I'm not a flower of darkness! I have seen the brighter world and I don't wish to go back to a world where light doesn't exist!" She raised her gaze and Mia shrieked. She looked down as a sharp pain sprouted on her abdomen. Seraphina's hands held a dagger as she pushed it deeper into Mia's stomach. She leaped back to Aiden, who gleefully drew her into his arms, his face solemn as he stared at Mia. Seraphina said as Mia fell to her knees.

"It's far from being controlled, Fabian. I can't. His gaze softened as he approached me, his hand clasping my arm, but even shivered in fear. “You’re not alone, pressed his lips down slowly, yet I could sense the pain in his voice. Then, as I turned around to see him, the magic erupted again and everything seemed to be flying away in the opposite direction. I felt like falling into the depths of darkness, with all my might on earth.... Once again, in the midst of darkness, I heard Rylan's voice. "You're not good enough, Seraphina. This is the end. You've lost me, Seraphina. The power swirled, consumed and the world went black. I had no control. The magic was taking over. This time, it could

She knew he wanted his father off the throne so he could take it. ​But she also thought of her village. She thought of the screaming faces in the tower. ​"I'll do it," Seraphina said, her voice firm. ​"Seraphina, no," Kael pleaded, grabbing her arm. ​She turned to him and placed a hand on his cheek. "You told me I could be whatever I chose to be, Kael. I choose to be the one who ends this." ​She walked toward the mirror. As her hand touched the smoke-like surface, the room behind her began to fade. The last thing she saw was Kael’s heartbroken face and Arion’s calculating smile. ​Then, she was pulled into the dark.

I am the end. And I am still becoming. But even as I settled into the new world, I felt a new presence at the edge of my awareness. Not the cycle. Not the loop. Not the endless story. Not the end. Something else. Something that had been waiting for the end to be realized. A voice, soft and ancient, whispered in my mind. "Welcome, Seraphina. Welcome to the end. I have been waiting for you." I felt a chill run down my spine. "Who are you?"

My ears rang so loud I could barely hear the chaos. We burst into a narrow hallway. I finally got a good look at him. Luciano Volkov. Of course it was him. “Let go of me!” I snapped, trying to pull my arm free. My heart hammered against my ribs. He didn’t loosen his grip. “You started this, Seraphina. Now shut up and run if you want to live.” We pushed through a side exit into the pouring rain. His black car waited with the engine running. Two of his men stood guard, guns drawn.

Although it wasn’t fine, she endured the loneliness of being neglected in order to survive. "I wish I was never born," she mumbled. Fate was too cruel. She lost the only person who truly loved her at a young age and the family that she wanted never wanted her. Was she born to be just a nuisance to this family? Was she meant to experience pain and sorrow all her life? Her life was too short to end at the age of eighteen, but she thought that it was better. At least, she would no longer suffer. "Prepare to die, Seraphina. This is the punishment for taking my mother's life." Xander lifted his sword and drops of blood splattered when the blade cut through Sera's head.

Mia felt like her head was out of place and suddenly became heavier on her head, her eyes closed slowly filling her view with darkness and she felt her feet buckling beneath her, unable to carry her weight anymore, Aaron immediately reached for her and grabbed her before she would hit the ground, "Mia." He called her name but she had already been swallowed up by the darkness and was now in an unconscious state, He made sure to gingerly pick her up in his arms and just as soon as that was done, the door to the alchemist's workshop flew open and a seething Miram walked in, It was clear to Aaron that she perhaps wanted to finish what she started at the corridor, Her brows became so furrowed,