Seraphina Blood And Ash Novels & Stories

He stood before me, naked and blood-streaked, his eyes burning with a protective fury. "Let them come," Kael rasped. "They’ll have to walk over my corpse to get to her." Darian spat a mouthful of blood onto the ash. "A noble sentiment, Varynx. Let's see how long it lasts when the Blood Moon rises and her power turns into a poison that rots you from the inside out." With a sharp whistle, the Nightfang vanished into the mists, leaving us alone in the freezing dark. Kael turned to me, his hands shaking as he reached for my shoulders. "Asha... your eyes. They’re still silver."

"Why didn't you ever come looking for me?" "You made yourself very hard to find after you left our town," she replied, sounding bored. "Now, are we done? I’ve answered your questions. I’d like to get back to my feeding. As you can see, I still need to grow my arm back." I crossed my arms, looking at her with genuine shock at her boldness. "You really think I’m just going to walk away and leave my child with a fucking mosquito like you?" Seraphina laughed. "Oh, please. I didn't think demons actually had hearts." She reached out, her hand trembling as she tried to reattach the tube that pumped blood from my daughter’s tank into her own veins.

Right in front of everyone, he began struggling to breathe, and just like that, he burned into ashes, screaming in pain. Seraphina and the rest of the vampires stepped backward upon seeing what had happened. Even I was shocked by what was going on. How on earth did my blood burn him into ashes? "What the heck is happening, Seraphina?" a girl asked, whom I assumed was the closest to Seraphina. Seraphina stared at me with her crimson eyes before pushing another vampire forward. "Have a taste of her blood," she ordered. The female vampire quickly flared her fangs and leaned in to bite me. I screamed, having gotten my voice back, but just a taste of my blood on her upper lip made her struggle to

This is not finished, Seraphina," he whispered. This is just the beginning. The true war starts now. You'll be covered in dust once the event concludes. And then everything went black. Who is Seraphina, really? What’s the secret of her blood, and how does it relate to the coming war? Rylan’s dark words still echo in her mind. Why? Will she be able to control the magic inside her or would it destroy her? And when the true enemy emerge, who will stand with her?

she asked, a small smile on her lips. "Like you actually care," he grumbled, his tone turning serious again. "Because I do, Rhea. More than you know." He closed his eyes momentarily, then opened them, a shadow passing over his features. "Seraphina… Ash loved her so much. When she died, it was as if a part of him died too. And seeing you, with Darius… it just made me remember all that fear. That helplessness. I'm not going to let that happen to you. Never."

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.

Seraphina locked eyes with him and roared, “I DID NOT HURT YOUR MOTHER! I NEVER HURT ANYONE. IF BEING TOUCHED BY ME AS THE WHITE FLOWER IS WHAT RUINED THEM THEN THAT I DON’T BELIEVE IN THIS THEORY BECAUSE I DON’T HAVE ANY MEMORY OF HURTING ANYONE! NOT TO THOSE SHE-WOLVES OR YOUR MOTHER…” Her voice echoed in the surrounding as everyone held their breath watching a shadow falling on Asher’s wolf’s eyes. He stood there unmoving with the snow falling in his eyes and his dead eyes locked with Seraphina before suddenly his ash-gray aura started burning around him like flames close to swallow everything.

I moved closer, quiet as a mouse, and slowly pushed the door fully open. Seraphina was sitting on the edge of Asher's bed with the book open in her lap. She looked up, startled to see me, but composed herself with a smile. “I am almost done. He's getting sleepy.” But I had seen it in the split second before she had noticed me. I saw the faint shimmer of dark purple energy flowing from her fingertips and straight into Asher's forehead. That was my confirmation. “Thank you for reading to him,” I kept my voice sweet and light, “I'll take over from here.”

now, I pressed my hands to my chest again and felt it race very fast. But the words had not come like a spell, they turned out as whispers. “Bind me to his aura, let him see me as hers and see only me to love.” Love. The word laced on my mind and just then, I heard a crack. I looked up, a part of the mirror shattered and sliced through my wrists. I winced, once it tore against my flesh. Blood started to ooze from it, I blinked my eyes trying to go through my spells. Blood had always been my weakness but I swear, I wasn't going to let it distract me now.

"The markers were unusual. We want to be certain before we tell you anything that could be wrong." Seraphina looked at the basin. At the two vials waiting beside it, innocent as water glasses. "Fine," she said. "Let's be certain." The cut on her finger this time was smaller, more careful, like Wren had learned something from the first attempt. Three drops fell into the basin. She counted the seconds. One. Two. Three. Nothing happened. The liquid stayed silver, ordinary, unbothered. No black spreading ring. No shape threading up out of the depths. Just a basin with three drops of her blood dissolving into it like they belonged there and nowhere else.