Novel & Cerita Seraphim Fanart

A scythe, etched in blood always found on the corpses of the damned. Her face was never seen. Her name never spoken. Only one thing was known: if you saw the Shadow Siren, you were already dead. Seraphina paused in front of the assignment vault. It hissed open at her biometric scan, revealing a slim black folder marked with the crimson sigil of The Order. A serpent swallowing its tail. The folder was thin and thin files meant powerful targets. Dangerous demons that could slip through the cracks of society. They could kill in silence, and vanish without a trace. She opened it.

I can't move or run away, forced to stand there and wait for him to hurt me. "Your souls are bonded, so you can't run away. He will remain by your side while you suck the very life out of him. Why do you think he's irresistibly drawn to you, Sera? He's unaware, but men often find themselves enamored with the very forces that could be their undoing. Like a moth to a flame, they're attracted to what's harmful – alcohol, drugs... and you, Seraphina. You are his beautiful, unwitting peril." He leaps in the air, releasing his claws and wanting to slash at me with them. I flinch away, closing my eyes shut.

She asked with a friendly smile, putting Annie at ease. Catching a whiff of the air, Annie couldn't help but ask in surprise, "You... you're a lynx?" Seraphina affirmed with a nod, "Indeed, I am, sweet omega fox. My name is Seraphina, the pack healer, but everyone calls me Sera," as she extended a welcoming hand to Annie. ""Now, both of you, come with me," Seraphina beckoned, turning on her heels and leading them towards a back room. As they walked, Annie couldn't shake the feeling that something was off—not a bad vibe, more like a tickle to her memory.

" With those words, Seraphine made a strange movement, her body morphing into that of a magnificent wolf. Her fur shimmered with a mystical aura, and Tigreal was awestruck by her transformation. She was not just a beautiful but deadly wolf; she possessed hidden supernatural powers and enchantments. In a display of agility and grace, Seraphine leaped forward, landing gracefully in front of Tigreal. She moved with such fluidity that it seemed as though she danced upon the very air itself. Before Tigreal could react, he found himself pinned to the ground, his limbs held in a firm grip by Seraphine's powerful jaws.

The vampire retrieved her laptop and darted back into her room. Once back inside, Esper plopped onto her bed and opened up her computer. After logging in, she quickly opened up a blank document and started typing down her thoughts. Seraph – insanely attractive, likes to have fun, enjoys classic television, very athletic, Imperial Guard, excellent pianist (also plays guitar and cello), is eager to learn about me, very passionate, causes spark like sensations when we touch (is very handsy because he also feels them), adorable when sleeping.

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

“You think so?’ she beamed with excitement. “Yes, I do.’ Jeremy agreed with a giggle. Seraphina nodded. “Where is Seraphim?’ “He is on the balcony at the palace.’ Jeremy replied. “Ok.’ She ran towards the staircase in the palace. “Be careful and don’t fall down.’ Jeremy yelled after her. Seraphina ran over to the balcony and saw Griffith and Clyde having a conversation between themselves as Seraphim approached Griffith. Was Clyde’s and Griffith’s real name Seraphim and Zephyr? Seraphim smiled warmly. “You are certainly on edge, Zephyr.’ “Seraphim.’ Zephyr exclaimed with a bright smile. “You seem quite able, though you were beaten much more soundly than I. I swear you are a tough one, Zephyr.

A cruel, dangerous smile spread across her face. "How about we play a little game, Arielle." ***** Moments later, Seraphina stood before her mirror. Her maid Hannah gasped softly. “My lady… you look stunning.” Seraphina was dressed in a stunning, ancient gown of deep blue and silver, embroidered with symbols of old Stormclaw blessings. The design shimmered like moonlight making her look every inch a queen. “Tonight,” she murmured, adjusting the fabric, “history remembers who stands beside the Alpha.”

Numb the pain. I wanted something now, not to numb the pain though, but to wipe what I'd seen from my head. How could I lock away what he'd shown me? There wasn't a trinket box big enough to hold that horror. Behold the Seraphim , he'd said. Born of fire . The Great Winged Serpents. Caretakers of the Throne. Destroyers of the First. Changeless. Eternal . The Highest of the Most High . They are your gods. They are your saviours, your judgement and your damnation.

Haneul greeted. The Seraph only blinked. He seemed to have just awoken from a deep sleep. Being the highest order of angels, Seraphs didn't usually come down from the First Sphere. They did all their work there, closest to the Creator. Their transparent wings burning red-orange against the vast space of the Macroverse. Sometimes, they don't even bother taking a human form.