Seraphina Is Back Novels & Stories

she chuckled and I stared at her confusedly. "Seven hundred years ago," Seraphina continued,. "I was nothing. Just a farm girl owned by a brutal Alpha. He treated my sister and me like cattle. We were raped, beaten, discarded. My sister finally escaped into the woods and on her deathbed, after she crawled back to me, she told me she had found a man. A man she believed was a demon who offered her safety from a pack of wolves sent to bring her back. She died giving birth to that child... the child in that tank." My heart felt like it had been gripped by a cold hand. I reached up, clutching my chest as the name escaped my lips like a curse.

"Why... how are you here?!" "Why? Are you surprised to see me?" Seraphina stepped forward, staring directly into Juna’s eyes without the slightest trace of fear. "Of course I came looking for you. It's me, Seraphina. The poor college girl you defiled and whose future you destroyed in that nightclub room!"

It was her decision to stay back for love that caused them four years of sadness. Dakota wiped her tears and clasped Seraphina's hands tightly. Then, she gently asked what she planned to do next. Before Seraphina had disappeared, she had been attending college. A month after she went missing, they helped her apply for withdrawal. Seraphina had already lived a full ten years in the werewolf world. So she had no intention of going back to study. Though her body was now 23, her soul was already 29. To sit among carefree college students didn't feel quite right for her.

I walked through the corridors with long strides, ignoring the bowed heads and whispered murmurs of servants who flattened themselves against the walls. Word had already spread around the pack. The Northern Alpha had returned. War had followed him home. And Reina was back. I had already lost my respect before my entire pack. But this war, no, it wasn’t just a war — it was a massacre. And it brought back my fame. I was almost there. Almost at her door. “Logan!” Her voice cut through the corridor like a blade. I stopped. Slowly, I turned. Seraphina stood before me, blocking the hallway, her posture rigid, her eyes blazing with a fury that had once ruled me far too easily. She was dressed immac

“Back off, Isla. You’ve done enough.” Isla blinked, her smirk faltering for just a second. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” Seraphina said, her voice even, controlled. “I’m not afraid of you anymore. You don’t get to control me. Not now or ever.” For the first time, Isla looked genuinely surprised. But then, just as quickly, she laughed, masking whatever uncertainty had flickered in her eyes. “Oh, this is adorable,” she mused. “You think you’ve suddenly grown a backbone? That’s cute, Seraphina. But let me make one thing clear.” She stepped in closer, lowering her voice so only Seraphina could hear. “You’re in for a hellish semester.”

“You can’t keep running from this. You’re drowning, Selena… it may not be so obvious at the moment, but surely, you’re sinking bit-by-bit.” Selena’s sharp inhale echoes in the room, but before she can respond, there is a creak by the door of the inn. Both young ladies turn, and the world seems to hold its breath—a ripple in the atmosphere that precedes something momentous. The door swings open. Seraphina steps into the inn with an air that is both eclectic and regal. Her presence is effulgent, radiating a raw, dangerous power that none of her family members—neither Valentine nor Chloe, not even Dr. Percy—could ever hope to match. Seraphina embodies something far more ancient, more primal. Sh

His jaw tightened. He looked back at me. I did not know his face. I had never seen this man before in my life. But I hated his guts immediately. He straightened the cuff of his jacket, looked at me and said… "Hello, Seraphina. Been a long, long time.”

she whispered into Seraphina’s ear before walking away. Seraphina shook her head in disbelief. “Oh my God, friends are not to be trusted at all. I have to be careful with whatever I do.” Alexander squeezed her hand gently. “Don’t worry, Sera. No one will succeed in trying to separate us. Let’s focus on our studies. Our education is important too.” Seraphina nodded, feeling a bit more reassured. They returned to their books, determined to face their challenges together, both in their personal lives and their academic pursuits.

“Just come back to me.” Seraphina looked up at him, her expression softer for a fleeting moment. "I always do." The moment passed, and she turned away. The urgency returned, sharpening her focus. The Raven Clan had made a grave mistake underestimating her, and now they would pay the price. —

Seraphina sighed again and angled herself to look at me. “It had been almost six months since I started feeling her presence.” Did that mean she had noticed immediately when Edna left Madeva the night I tried to ra…rape… I couldn't finish the thought because it made me feel like I needed to punish myself. Why try to rape my mate? My own mate? “And all those times, I had been waiting to feel that way,” Seraphina continued. “When it happened, I knew it was time. It was time to meet my little angel whom I had left for almost nineteen years.” Her eyes started to tear up, and I turned to face the trees in front of me.