Seraphim Blades Novels & Stories

Aeron chuckled dragging up a nearby chair and sitting on it backward, we cant! Thanis growled she didn't desert the host she was drafted and ascended into the Seraphim Guard, she's the Seraphim of Mercy now and she's mated too, are you serious? dude thats huge! Ezera cried who is she mated to? The Seraphim of Justice he answered she even has his mark on her neck and their wings even match his are silver and hers is gold you should have seen her today she looked so badass she took down all of the King of hells army total cleansing

Valeria hissed, her voice a jagged shard of glass, "then there will be no Luna at all!" She lunged, the dagger in her hand pulsing with a sickly, oily blackness—a blade forged from the soul-metal of the Abyss, designed to kill even a god. "Sera! No!" The voice wasn't a scream; it was a command. Ryan didn't hesitate. He didn't calculate the cost. He moved with the singular, devastating speed of a mate’s devotion. The sound was sickening—a dull *thud* as the cursed blade buried itself to the hilt, not in Seraphina’s back, but in Ryan’s chest.

Seraphine moved like a shadow given form, her body still fracturing at the edges from the transport that had brought her here, but her eyes were sharp, and her hands were steady. The blade was obsidian. Old magic. Stolen magic. How ironic, from Obsidian Ridge. It punched through Alina's chest and emerged from her back in a spray of silver light.

“No.” Alessio replied softly. “You pretended to.” ⸻ Seraphina quietly turned away. Not because she wanted to leave… But because some reunions deserved privacy. She wiped away her tears before anyone could notice. The Raven did. He smiled faintly. “Some victories…” he murmured, “…don’t belong to warriors.” ⸻ The blue light surrounding the Oath Blade slowly dimmed. The weapon descended gracefully. Stopping between the two brothers. Neither reached for it.

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

Metal shifted, the soft scrape of a blade leaving its sheath. Seraphina turned slowly. Cale stood at the archway, a lantern in one hand, sword in the other. The orange light caught his features, sharp jaw, dark hair ruffled by the night wind, and eyes that softened when they recognized her. “Lady Seraphina?” he said quietly, lowering his blade. “What are you doing out here?” Her heart thudded. “I couldn’t sleep.” His gaze flicked past her shoulder to the frozen fountain. “The frost…”

The secret panel slid back out under my hand. The hellblades glowed before I even touched them, still reacting to Aziz unsettling presence, like sudden heartbeats of red. I lifted them free, one crescent for Eren, one for Pelin. “Take these,” I said. “Keep them on you wherever you go. Neither of you have what I have.” “What do you have?” Pelin asked softly. “Aziz,” I said. It tasted like a confession and a curse. The blades warmed their hands. Red bled into their eyes for a second, quick and eerie. Eren whistled under his breath. “They’re so glowy.”

I could still remember the doctor telling me that if the knife attack had been even an inch to the side, I wouldn't have survived. I didn't expect Suzy, who had always bragged about being Ted's buddy, to steal credit for my sacrifice just to win his favor. Ted was fuming with anger after viewing the footage. "Suzy Ruffalo!" Everyone else in the room gasped in surprise. Suzy, however, remained unfazed. She shrugged her shoulders and said, "I did beg the director, but he said he couldn't do the surgery. What was I supposed to do?" Her gaze turned icy as she continued, "Besides, I wasn't going to mention this, but that angry patient was actually your sister's ex-boyfriend.