Seraph Of The End Mikaela Novels & Stories

It was… "No," I whispered, my voice trembling. "It can't be…" But it was. The antagonist—the one who had brought so much pain and suffering to my pack—was someone I had once loved. Someone I had trusted. Someone who had betrayed me in the worst possible way. "Welcome to the end, Seraphina," they said, their eyes glowing with dark power. "This is where your story ends, and mine truly begins." The words hung in the air, heavy with finality. But I wasn't ready to give up. Not yet. Not ever. I still had one last card to play, one last chance to save my pack, to save everything I held dear.

His eyes narrow to my hand and he scoffed before slicing through the skin on his heart. I watched his every move as he dropped the dagger next to Micah's head and brought out a purple glowing liquid out of his bag. He looked at me before releasing a sigh and saying "Devina sent me" I nodded even though his words did nothing to calm me down. He poured the liquid on Micah's chest and stretched his hands to him. He began to chant and the black veins began to glow purple. Nothing happened and I began to breath heavily and tears pulled in my eyes. "He's dead" I said in a low voice and the man next to me just shrugged.

She tugged at the hem of Ian's coat with tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful. Ian's heart softened immediately. 'Ruby has just had an abortion, and she's vulnerable now. How could I abandon her? Mom will look after Kiera, and Kiera has vowed to give birth to the baby. Nothing can happen to her! Kiera loves me so much. She can’t bear to leave.' He thought and comforted himself.

“Perhaps we no longer need him dead.” Red King raised an eyebrow. Azrael turned his head slightly. “Perhaps it’s time to show him what the final Seraphim looks like.” A door creaked open. Footsteps. Red King turned toward the sound. And then he saw them. Not a man. Not a child. A girl. Young. No more than seventeen. Her black hair shimmered like water, and her golden eyes didn’t blink. She smiled. “I’m the ending you were all too afraid to imagine,” she said softly.

She smiled when she saw me. “King Kade,” she said gently. “You look like you have not slept much.” I sat down in the chair beside her bed. “How are you feeling? Are you still in pain?” Elara shook her head slowly. “I am better now. Percival worked his magic well, and the wound is healing nicely. But I must tell you something important. It is out of my control now. Seraph’s power has grown too strong. The bindings I placed on him are broken beyond repair. At this point, only Rowan can destroy him. His divine light is the only force strong enough to end Seraph completely.”

My legs are very weak and I have to cling to a dark wooden cabinet on which are several bottles of JB, causing them to stagger. -I was always there for you, Lailah. -I don't want to hear anything else, I don't want to know anything else. I want to go home. I want ...- And I'm not going to let that Azael get you in trouble. I'm going to use you to bring him here, and I plan to finish him off with my own hands. I will protect you. It's the last thing I get to hear before everything goes black. AZAEL

The impact sends shockwaves through the amphitheater that ripple outward across the battlefield. Dragons in the sky above us falter. Fae warriors turn to watch. Even the wind seems to pause. Because they can feel it now. The end of the war. And as Seraphina’s music climbs toward its final crescendo— So does the fight between us. Only one of us will rise from this moment. And the realms themselves have already chosen which one. I slam my wing into him and send him crashing into the stone pillars of the amphitheater. “No.”

So with every girl he used to get associated with, she used to kill her until Seraphina came into his life who turned the tables. "And I could have succeeded if not for this little b#tch," Rebecca yelled, glaring at Seraphina. "She would've been dead in my all those tries but no, this f#cking b#tch is too fated for that," Arzal clenched his jaw, processing her words. He tried to get towards her but Seraphina held him tightly for doing anything wrong in his anger. "Because the evil has to end someday and your evil will end today, Rebecca," Seraphina blurted out.

“We are now in the same position. Don’t point those red witchy nails at me like I’m still an intern. In two days, I’ll have mine done,and they’ll be as sharp as yours. It will serve as a reminder that we're now equals. And if you think you're still the superior because everyone takes orders from you,well think again, you got this position after working five years for it, and I became your equal in five hours. Think about what would happen in five days, “Hey Seraph, for now I'm above you, so you better reduce that tone” she barked, still pointing those fingers at me. “You know what I'm thinking of making mine sharper. Pointier. More threatening. It’ll remind you that I’m no longer beneath you