Seraphim Novels & Stories

After saying that Seraphina again vanished in the shadows. And Dakota understood that it is one of the members of twelve with these powers. The first member that directly come into his path was Seraphina, the master of disguise and deception. She possessed the ability to physically transform into anyone, making her a formidable adversary. Dakota understood that he couldn't let his guard down, as Seraphina could appear as a friend or ally, luring him into a trap. As he cautiously made his way through the dark corridors, Dakota relied on his heightened senses to detect any signs of Seraphina's presence. He knew that he couldn't trust appearances alone and remained vigilant, ready to confront h

There is no escape. He opens the door and when I see he's shirtless, my breath catches. - You know, I don't know how you can have the name of an angel when you're a demon- he whispers dangerously, getting closer and closer to me until he cornered me against the wall. He puts his two arms on either side of my body, and he looks me straight in the eyes, intimidating and explosive, like a time bomb. - You have the name of a demon, Azael- My breathing accelerates at dizzying speed due to the proximity of our lips.

“Seraphina, if this came to you in a vision, and if your blood is the key…Do you know what this means?” Seraphina avoided her gaze and continued to look for a dagger though, her cheeks had flushed a bright red. “What does it mean?” Achilles asked them. Seraphina avoided his gaze and continued to busy herself. Helga sent a worried glance towards Seraphina. “What does it mean?” Achilles asked again though, his voice more firm this time. “It means that Seraphina is the same as King Xaveris, a Demi-God of sorts.” Achilles eyes widened at Helga.

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

"Run scum. Run coward!" The creature gave a guttural yelping of laughter filled with malevolent spite as Father Francis left the room shutting the door. Then, it turned its gaze at Father Lazarus. It dropped gradually to the ground hissing. "Let the enemy have no power over her and the son of iniquity be powerless to harm her, hear my prayer Oh Lord!" The Father reached up his hand and traced the sign of the cross, slowly, on her bow while he continued to read from the text of the Ritual. The hissing ceased and was replaced with a nerve-shredding lowing of a steer.

Nero said. "A man should keep his word," Anthony replied. "I've always kept mine." "Good." Nero laughed. "Things aren't very peaceful at the northern frontier lately, so I won't stay long. Goodbye." He vanished into the night, leaving just as abruptly as he'd come. Once Nero was gone, Cassian whispered to Griffin, "Who's Seraphine?" "That's Scarlet. Her name is Seraphine King," Griffin answered. "Seraphine, the name of angels. One would imagine that someone named Seraphine is a captivating beauty, whose grace stirs hearts and whose presence enchants souls. It is a pretty name," Cassian mumbled.

“Then let it be begun.” Cassian looked toward the broken throne and said, almost with contempt, “What name do we give this patient little ghost of an empire.” Seraphel answered without hesitation. “The Order of the Seraph.” No one smiled. No one objected. Beyond the chamber the world remained black and ruined and new. The wolves had inherited their age. The old blood had gone to ground. Somewhere, perhaps already, some last unseen thread of sacred lineage moved quietly through human flesh, unnoticed by all the world.

His best friend, known as Seraphina, possessed an ancient knowledge of the supernatural world and had always been a reliable source of guidance. As Mr. Haven made his way through the bustling streets, his mind filled with questions and anticipation, he couldn't help but marvel at the vibrant energy of the city around him. Seraphina resided in a grand mansion nestled in the heart of a secluded enclave, a sanctuary where vampires and humans coexisted harmoniously. The mansion stood as a testament to the enduring bond between Mr. Haven and Seraphina, forged over centuries of unwavering friendship.

I tried to go upstairs but Nicholas's words stopped me. “You can't see her yet. She is being attended to by Seraphina,” Seraphina is here? Seraphina is a witch from the white witches’ clan. The white witches’ were the most powerful witches in the supernatural realm presently. In the past, it was the Gemini witches' who were the most powerful until their clan was wiped out making them extinct.

The chamber trembled as a blinding light radiated from her, pushing back against the darkness. Darius's confidence wavered for a moment, but he quickly composed himself, a wicked smirk curling upon his lips. "You think you can defeat me, Seraphina? You're just a mere mortal." Seraphina's eyes blazed with determination, her voice unwavering. "I may be mortal, but I am guided by something far greater than you can comprehend. Love and unity will prevail." With a wave of her hand, Seraphina summoned a surge of divine energy, fierce and unstoppable. The chamber shook as rock formations crumbled, and Darius struggled to maintain his footing.