Seraphina Novels & Stories

This was an unsettling feeling. We continued our conversation deep into the night, trading anecdotes and stories of our own lives as we went along. I learned that Seraphina had experienced her fair share of challenges in life, and that it was her desire to heal and assist others that inspired her to take on the role of a healer within our pack. I was surprised to find out that she had been through so much in her life. The revelation of this information caught me off guard. Because of the way that her capacity for compassion appeared to have no limits, I couldn't help but be intrigued by her. I couldn't help but be enthralled by her.

Callista cut through my thoughts, flipping the book over. I frowned when she turned the page. Who asked her to skip him? I wasn’t even done drooling over his picture, and she decided to act faster than her own shadow. I wanted to complain, but wouldn't she find it weird? It's also weird on my side for desiring three guys at the same time. "This is Seraphina," she began, and my eyes snapped to the page. It was the same girl who had threatened me earlier. "She's from a noble vampire family, and she is really close to Raven's family. She's a hundred years old just like Raven," she explained.

I whispered, crouching on the floor and peering into the corners of the molding. "Hey, what’s happening?" Seraphina asked as she turned the corner of the island, keeping a close eye on me. Since Hugo had stumbled upon her, we’d only crossed paths a few times. She was part of Cassius’s pack, and Hugo met her at one of their gatherings. Seraphina grew up in a rough situation, her dad a total mess who relied on Cassius’s pack for support. Cassius knew it would cause even more pain to Seraphina if he cut ties, so he didn’t push it. It had been a while since she’d seen her father, and it was her choice

She looked pristine in her silk emerald robe—the color of the Blackwood Pack—while I was on my knees, smelling of bleach and old shame. "He sounds… in pain," I whispered, wringing out the rag until my knuckles turned white. "He sounds annoying," Seraphina corrected, rolling her eyes. She stood up, tightening the sash of her robe. The movement released a puff of synthetic scent—Rain and Vanilla. My scent.

I know I’m right because when I left the Academy I had a stupid name aswell but I shortened it to 'Elle'; it fit me better and gave me a chance to rebel against the man who tried to own me. “No, my parents," Seraphina whispers. I almost choke on my piece of pancake. Flora starts rubbing my back as I wipe at my watery eyes and look up to see Seraphine looking down at her plate. She’s kind of cute in a young girl kind of way. The dirt has been washed off her body so I can see her milky white skin; her eyes are huge and thanks to the chocolate brown colour, they kind of remind me of chocolate, her hair is what sets her apart, though. I thought it was brown in the

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.”

Seraphina was ten years old when she melt the powerful King Alpha . At that time, she was just a poor orphan girl with nowhere to go. Three months earlier, her mother had died from a strange sickness. Since then, Seraphina had been living alone. She slept in empty barns, under trees, and sometimes beside rivers. She begged for food when she could, but most people chased her away. Life had not been kind to her. That morning, she had woken up hungry.

"I've been watching you and Victor closely. Your journey has intrigued me, and I believe it's time to reveal the truth." My heart raced as I exchanged a glance with Victor. There was a wariness in his eyes, a flicker of caution. We had learned to be wary of those who sought to disrupt our lives, and this encounter was no exception. Yet, curiosity compelled us to hear her out. She introduced herself as Seraphina, a guardian of ancient secrets, and she claimed to possess knowledge that could unravel the enigma surrounding our connection. As she spoke, her words wove a tapestry of intertwined destinies, revealing a truth that was both astonishing and unsettling.

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.

Tonight, Luca was finally going to make his decision with or without his brother Theo. Meanwhile in her room, Seraphina stood in front of her mirror, her hands gently smoothing the fabric of her gown. It was an elegant, deep crimson dress that clung to her curves, embroidered with intricate silver designs that shimmered under the low light of the room. Her long golden hair cascaded down her back, the strands catching the eight glow of the candles scattered throughout the room. She adjusted her attire, her fingers brushing over the delicate lace at the necklace, when the door opened without a knock. She was shocked that he entered because he could have sent som