Seraphina Unordinary Novels & Stories

⸻ Alessio looked toward the window again. “My family has survived wars.” “Empires.” “Assassinations.” “I won’t let them see me hiding in a hospital bed.” ⸻ Meanwhile… In another part of the mansion… Seraphina stood alone inside the estate library. Ancient books surrounded her. She searched desperately through hundreds of dusty volumes. Family histories. Church records. Old legends. Nothing. Nothing explained how to stop the curse. ⸻ Then… She noticed one book missing. Only an empty space remained on the shelf.

For now, words are enough. The real test would come when we share the same air. The next morning, as I was leaving for my morning walk,my phone vibrated. Unknown Number Seraphina Vale has been officially transferred to St. Elara Academy. Final year placement confirmed. I stared at the screen. St. Elara Academy. Lucinda’s school. I slipped the phone into my pocket, my expression calm even as something cold settled in my chest. So this is how it began. Not with fire.

"It wounds my soul, Anna. And though it isn't safe for you to be anywhere near that man — he must know the truth. Perhaps the incoming war can still be turned away." Anna shook her head slowly. "I don't think Deimon is the kind of man who entertains reason. He prefers madness over logic. He abides strictly by the ancient laws, he believes everything must answer to blood." She exhaled, steadying herself. "But Seraphina..." "Rest easy, my dear." Seraphina reached out, pressing softly against Anna's palms. The shift in her energy was surprising—one moment she was a herald of doom, the next a comforting sister. "I gave you my word, and I intend to keep it." She paused briefly. "I'm not returning

"I'm warning you—if you don't fix my brother, Mortimer will have your head. Personally." Seraphina cut her a bored, sidelong glance. "Sure. Whatever makes you happy." "You...!" Vivian was vibrating now. She scanned Seraphina's calm face and let out a sharp, jagged laugh. "Stop acting. You're dying inside, aren't you? Jealous that he treats me like I'm special. We're childhood sweethearts. If I hadn't had to go overseas to recover, you'd never have touched that Luna title." "Mhm." Seraphina even gave her a little nod to keep the rhythm.

Soren looked at me suspiciously for a second, but then he let it go, assuming I was just tired. We spoke about basic pack matters for another twenty minutes before I finally excused myself and walked back to my quarters. The moment I unlocked my bedroom door and stepped inside, the thick, beautiful scent of fresh rain and mint hit my nose. I walked straight to the bathroom and pushed the door open. Seraphina was there. She had curled up in the far corner of the cold tiled floor, her head resting against the wall. She had completely slept off from sheer exhaustion and fear. I slowly walked over and looked down at her. Because of the way she was slumped against the wall, the collar of her crea

"Don't be late to orientation." Seraphina found the room. Narrow bed, small desk, one window overlooking the forest. She dropped her suitcase on the bed and sat beside it and let herself breathe for exactly thirty seconds. She could do this. She was here because she was smart. She was here because she had earned it. She was not here because of some Alpha who had stared at her in the courtyard like she was a problem he hadn't expected. She opened her suitcase and started unpacking. She was halfway through when someone knocked on the open door. She turned.

Maybe Olivia was right—I needed to loosen up. But the idea of hooking up with a random guy just didn’t appeal to me. I shook my head, trying to push those thoughts aside. First, I needed to finish these assignments. Then, I’d deal with whatever chaos awaited me at the club.. ( Wait, let me introduce myself to you. My name is Seraphina Ashford, but everyone calls me Sera. I’m twenty-two years old and live in London. I completed my master’s degree from a well-reputed university, and now I work as a history teacher at a high school. I love history. I love learning about the past, about great civilizations, wars, and powerful leaders who shaped the world. But more than that, I love teaching. Tha

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.