Seraph Of The End Novels Novels & Stories

Seraphina lifts her chin, smiling with the confidence of someone who has returned from death itself. The witch's deal has healed her and other affected person from the infectious illness she got from Lorenzo's cave .Her eyes glow with the kind of darkness that has no forgiveness, no boundaries, no end. She steps forward, right to Lorenzo—who suddenly trembles like a fool who has gambled everything and finally realizes the dealer was Death all along. "You owe me something," she purrs. Lorenzo's jaw clenches. "Seraphina…." She doesn't wait, she snatches the great black book right out of his hands.

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul

"I won't let you destroy me." The silver light grew brighter, stronger. The cracks in the crystal widened, spreading like a spider's web across its surface. And then, with a sound like the breaking of the world, the Heart of Shadow shattered. --- The darkness vanished. The corruption inside her faded, the dark veins receding, the shadows dissolving. Seraphina collapsed, her body giving out, her strength drained completely. Dane was there, catching her before she hit the ground. "Seraphina! Seraphina, can you hear me?"

I can only catch snippets of what is happening, but she is covered in blood with a gun in her hand. Suddenly, the vision goes dark, and a bright light flashes behind my eyes. I clutch my chest as darkness consumes my soul. My eyes fly open as I realize what has happened. Seraphina has broken through her runes and used some of her powers. I search back through the abyss and find Seraphina's soul is beginning to turn dark.

“No, Mathias, you need to listen to me. When I met Nevaeh, I was scared. I was scared of what I felt for her and what might happen to her if she entered my world. Since we’ve gotten here, you’ve experienced a variety of things that have shaken your world. But I have to tell you, you’re being an idiot.” My head snaps forward at his comment. Not a lot of people dare speak to me in such a tone. I’m Mathias Black, head of the Council. A centuries-old Seraphim who has killed legions. Giving Mikhail my most withering scowl, I manage to grit out, “I think you need to walk away, Mikhail.”

The moment Seraphine finished speaking, the connection exploded inside me. Not with pain. Not with fear. With memory. Ancient. Violent. Buried beneath thousands of years of lies. The world vanished around me. The rain. The wall. The Watchers. Everything disappeared. And suddenly I was standing at the edge of the end of the world. The sky burned silver. Not sunlight. Not fire. Something worse. The horizon itself seemed torn apart as massive fractures stretched across the heavens.

Blood streamed through his fingers. “Stop!” I screamed. My voice broke, but Jasper didn’t even glance my way. That’s when I felt it—Lyra snapping awake inside me. Her voice tore through my mind like thunder. Let me out. It wasn’t calm, it wasn’t gentle. It was pure rage. Her fury poured through me, hot and wild, drowning out everything else. Ryder was ours—she wouldn’t let him fall. Jasper raised his hand for the final blow. The world burst open.

“The Red King was only the beginning. Azrael has awakened the last Seraphim. And it is someone you already know.” Yuri’s breath caught. “One of you… is not who they seem.” “And one of you will not survive the prophecy’s end.” Her vision blurred. She didn’t realize Devin had taken a step closer until he placed a hand on her shoulder. “You okay?” he asked quietly. She handed him the letter without a word. He read it slowly, his jaw tightening with each line. “I knew there was a last Seraphim,” he muttered. “But someone we know? That means they’ve already infiltrated.”

⸻ She looked directly into Seraphina’s eyes. Her voice broke. ⸻ “It will begin killing you too.” End of Chapter 11

“It’s working, isn't it? Look at him!” ​I didn't hear a word she said. All I could see was Lucian’s hand on her skin. All I could feel was the hollow, ripping ache in my chest. I had opened the cage to let her fly, and now I wanted to break her wings just to keep her grounded. ​I followed them. ​I didn't think. I didn't have a plan. I just needed to stop it. ​The locker room was quiet, thick with the smell of steam and cedar. Seraphina was standing near a bench, rubbing a towel over her neck. She looked flushed. Beautiful. Alive in a way that made me feel like a walking corpse.