Seraph Of The End: Vampire Reign Novels & Stories

But there was more than that. "You don't understand, Abu. It was fate!" Stephan stated. "Fate?! What do you mean?" Zanea interrupted. Stephan looked at Kram and Kram nodded his head to him, allowing him to send the message. "There is a prophecy," Stephan paused for a while and Abu could see the fear in his eyes. He sharpened his gazes at him and asked, "What is the prophecy about?" Stephan took a deep breath and braced himself, "There once a prophecy that there would be an angel who will soon mate a vampire and will bear a vampire-angel hybrid, who will multiply their lineage and will create a massive war among all creatures and all will fight for life and death."

The doctor just gave him a knowing smile and proceeded out the door. Dayanne, as he heard from the convenience manager awhile ago, is already breathing steadily when he went closer and sat beside her bed. Her brown locks scattered around her pillow. The wounds are already covered with gauges but her blood's scent still lingers. He could not explain the extreme attraction of her scent on him. But he's starting to feel possessive of her. He tried to consult their elders. They all agreed that she must be a part royal. Since the books all explains that human monarchy was chosen by old vampires who picked nobles based on their blood quality.

He wore a full black suit with a crimson red mantle that covered most of his lower face but did not muffle his voice; some sort of crest on the front, holding it in place. “No sir.” I whispered, struggling to hold myself on one knee; my master never made me stay like this for so long. The first vampire smiled wildly; his voice thick with the accent of old. “I am Sebastian Phantomhive and these are my children Elizabeth and Vincent.” I gasped, bolting upright as panic swept through me; the Phantomhive’s were the sworn enemy of my master, he hated them with every fibre of his being, and I was sure the feeling was mutual. They were the ones who began the war centuries ago, and there has been a

"I’ve already touched him. I’ve rewritten his mind. And once you’re dead and that little monster inside you is caged, I’m going to make sure your son is raised to call me 'Mother' while he sits on a throne made of your bleached bones. He’ll be the perfect weapon for the Crest." From the depths of the mines below, a roar erupted—Caleb’s voice, but it was twisted, echoing with the pain of the silver chains and the mental invasion. Seraphina’s smile grew, radiant and demonic. "The eclipse is starting, and the shadows are hungry. Let’s go watch the end of your world." She turned to Marcus, her voice snapping like a whip. "Bring her. And if she tries to die before we reach the pit, kick her until

Then another sentence appeared. “THE WAR NEVER ENDED.” And beneath it a final name. LUCIFER. Seraphina slowly turned toward the distant kingdom. Because somewhere beyond the newly created universe something had just awakened. And it wasn’t the First Mother. It wasn’t the Infinite. It wasn’t Kael. It was something even older. Something that had been watching them since the very beginning. End of Chapter 184 TO BE CONTINUED…

"We leave the building. We leave the cars. We let her keep her golden cage. But we go into the dark together, and we tear her world down from the roots up. No corporate rules. No board meetings. Pure war." A slow, profound shift occurred in Seraphina’s expression. The hollow despair shattered, replaced by a dark, terrifying ember of pure Corvinus pride. A slow, lethal smile slowly curved her lips, her fangs barely skimming her lower lip as her fingers tightened around mine until it nearly hurt. "Pure war," Seraphina repeated, her voice dropping into a low, velvet purr that sent a thrilling shiver straight down my spine.

"Yes, my dear Rey. The threads of darkness intertwine with the prophecies that surround you. Your rejected mate status holds a greater purpose than you could have ever imagined. The balance of the supernatural world hangs in the balance, and you possess the power to tip the scales." Rey's mind whirled with questions, her heart heavy with the weight of destiny. "What must I do, Seraphina? How can I confront the corrupted alphas and protect the ones I love?" Seraphina placed a comforting hand on Rey's shoulder. "The path ahead is treacherous, but you must embrace your inner strength and trust in your instincts. Seek out allies who share your vision of restoring balance and purity. Together, yo

They had to stop him now. Seraphine’s internal struggle continued, and for a moment, she seemed to falter, her hand reaching toward the fragment. The power of the fragment surged through her, making her eyes glow with an otherworldly light. She looked at Elena, her expression filled with sorrow and regret. "I’m sorry," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the chaos of the battle. "I never wanted this, but I have to stop him."

NOAH'S POV A tall woman with long black hair stepped forward. Her eyes were the coldest red I had ever seen. "I am Seraphina," she said. "Leader of the Northern Vampire Council." "I don't care who you are," I said. "You're not taking my mate." "Your mate," Seraphina said the word like it tasted bad, "is an abomination. A mistake that should have been corrected years ago." "Daisy is not a mistake."

Her white robes shimmered like frost. “Tamar,” she said, her voice a mix of disdain and fury. “You dare stand here? You’re not welcome here. Leave immediately!” I stepped forward. “Seraphina Elowen,” I said, dropping her title like an insult. “Your reign ends tonight. Your plan of using the Moon goddess’ reincarnate to end the world won’t work.” “End the world?” Seraphina chuckled. “Goddess Lira isn’t a god of destruction. She’s a god of creation. She wants to remove all the impurities of this world and make it anew.”