Seraphina Unordinary Novels & Stories

She scans the things and put them into the bag, she didn't even look at who that person was only when he said something strange. "So you are her daughter" Sera frowned and looked at the old man, who was grinning at her. "Excuse me?" She asked. "What's your name?" He asked her with that same smile. Sera awkwardly smiled, she doesn't want to sound rude. So she just answered "Seraphina William" That old man pouted, "Seraphina William?... not Robertson? So you took after your mother that's good, she was a lot better for that punk"

The pack fell silent. “Bring forth the Luna.” For a second… nothing happened. Then the doors of the great hall opened. And Seraphina stepped out. The reaction was instant. Gasps rippled through the crowd. My mouth parted slightly before I could stop it. She walked slowly toward the platform. Not like a slave. Not like someone who had once been dragged through our gates in chains. She walked like a queen. Her gown flowed behind her like silver water, catching the torchlight with every step. Her dark hair fell down her back in soft waves, jewels glimmering between the strands.

Seraphina whined like a baby as she squeezed herself beside Nora and hugged her tightly. "Please get back to your room, I am not ready to get beaten tonight!" Nora said and Seraphina laughed. Seraphina is actually a rough sleeper, she sleeps alone in her room but you might find her on the floor the next morning with pillows and bed sheets scattered at different corners of the room. "No! You have to endure, I would be calm tonight because you're carrying my niece so you should better be grateful." Seraphina rolled her eyes and Nora smiled. "Thanks for making me smile and laugh, you literally lightened my mood." Nora appreciated her and Seraphina grinned.

The villagers began to look at me not as an outsider but as one of their own, and I felt a sense of belonging that I hadn’t known in a long time. As we looked out at the village, its people gathering in determined unity, I knew that we were part of something greater than ourselves. Together, we would fight for freedom, and I had no doubt that with Cain by my side, we could overcome any obstacle in our path. Seraphina’s footsteps echoed softly in the dimly lit chamber as she searched through the ancient scrolls and tomes that lined the shelves. The room was filled with the musty scent of old parchment, a scent that had become comforting to her over the years.

Closing her eyes, she clutched the stone with both hands and took a deep breath. “Ut inveniet quod habet non fuit Perdita autem capta est simplici ex corde invicem et ductus paenitudine ostende mihi faciem eorum innocentes animarum et ego revertere et in domum suam” The air around Seraphina began to whirl and cocooned her in a miniature tornado. Her dark hair floated around her and a bright, white light began to emanate on her forehead before slowly spreading across her body.

It's been like that for two days . ‘Am I lost? Seraphina thought to herself as she looked at the quiet path before her. Maybe I should have brought Indra along. Seraphina had snuck out of the palace by herself early in the morning. She has been having strange dreams , dreams she couldn't understand. And her heart has been getting heavier and heavier by the day. She had a lot of questions to ask. But who could she ask? Indra doesn't know much. Only a little.

I protested, tears mixing with the rainwater. But it was too late. The mudslide engulfed us, and in the chaos, I lost sight of the elderly person and the child. "Seraphina!" Randy's desperate voice reached my ears, but before I could respond, the relentless rush of mud carried me away. "Seraphina!!!" I was drained of strength. On the verge of death, a thick book floated toward me. "I'm about to die, and this wretched book…" I didn't finish my sentence. The hefty book, with millions of words, pressed onto my face, forcing my head downward.

Maybe, just maybe, she can find some clarity amidst the chaos. Seraphina throws something on, a simple halter-neck dress and packs her hair in a messy bun, and leaves for the park. The sun hangs low in the sky, casting long shadows across the tranquil park. Seraphina sits on a bench by the fountain, her hands clenched tightly in her lap, her jaw set in determination. She’s been stewing in a mix of frustration and confusion since Alex showed up unexpectedly, and now, she’s ready to let it all out.