Seras Hellsing Novelas e Histórias

“Victor’s former war captain. Thought dead after the Romano purge.” Mara’s voice was grim. “He’s alive. And he’s not hiding anymore.” Serena didn’t hesitate. “Then neither will I.” --- The sky was streaked with crimson and gray, the colors of war. Serena walked through the villa’s halls fully dressed in armor—sleek black leather that moved like second skin. Twin pistols were strapped to her thighs, her mother’s dagger riding at her hip. No crown. No veil. No silk. Only fire.

"We?" The screen blinked again. This time, a video. A hooded figure, face obscured. But the voice... Familiar. And female. > "Bella Bluefield. You've come far. But the war isn't over. Echo Prime wasn't designed to destroy-it was designed to survive. And now that it has, it seeks a host." Xavier stepped forward. "And who are you?" > "I was one of the first. A prototype. Before Celeste. Before Halcyon. They called me Ghost Alpha. But you can call me... Sera."

The young woman, Sera introduces herself. "Sera...not your actual name, is it?" I ask knowingly. "Well, you can consider it a codename. But my name is Seraphine." Sera replied with a casual shrug. "How come you get to be Sera?" I could not help the question. Sera laughs quietly at that, shrugging slightly. "It was either that or Top(II). I'm Seraphine Vega, the Beta Healer. You've met my not so better half, Beta Warrior, Top... Cedric." Sera calmly stated.

CHAPTER 3 ARIANNA I have grown to love spending my school breaks in Honeyville, especially now that my best friend is there. When I first met Bella at the bus station two years ago, I was filled with a mix of emotions, seeing her face and neck covered in bruises. I could only imagine how much more she had on the rest of her body. I was burning with rage! I wished that I had the person who hurt Bella in front of me so that I could put a bullet through his head! Whoever did that to her could not be referred to as a human being. Both my dad and brother would never lift a finger to harm a woman. My mum and I are treated and recognized by them both as the Queen and Princess in our home. Living in

And worse—they get the people you care about killed. But I couldn’t shake it. The image of her on that dark road, trembling but still standing. The way she clutched that rag like it was the only weapon she had. The way her eyes searched mine, like maybe she wanted to believe me when I told her she didn’t have to be scared. Yeah. I was tangled in her now. Whether I wanted to be or not. And if Crow was right—and he usually was—then whatever ghosts Lucy carried wouldn’t stay in the dark forever.

I shake my head and run towards them, with Hyperion and Wesley behind me. I watch as Serana, no Bedelia, flings Xerxes away. He bounces and rolls, bones breaking in the process as she walks towards him. I run towards him and grab him by the throat just as Bedelia comes forward. She places her hands on his chest and she screams as his black armour melts as her hands push in to his chest. Flesh burns and his blood sizzles. She doesn’t even blink. She is not Serana right now.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I – The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 15: The Reunion Nysera stood frozen. The growl came again: low, familiar, impossible. Her fingers tightened around the enormous obsidian egg pressed against her chest as she slowly turned toward the sound. Something moved between the ruined pillars—a shadow, tall and broad, its eyes burning crimson through the darkness. Nysera's breath caught. "...Umbra?" The creature stepped into the faint glow of the Abyssal crystals. Nysera stared. For several heartbeats, she couldn't move.

Sera held a wooden bowl in one hand and knelt down, placing the bowl on the ground beside Heather though she was clearly talking to someone else. "Your life ended abruptly. Let the blood of this witch bring you back that you may live as you were meant to." As Sera spoke, smoke rose from the bowl and swirled above her before moving over to Heather's slack body. "We need to do something now, Cin," Gabe hissed. "I know," I said. But what? What could we do to stop this? It dawned on me why Sera had selected Heather as her victim. It was because while Heather considered herself a girl, she still had boy parts.

Serina answered in her low voice. "How do you know my name?" Adrian asked with a frown on his forehead. “My ancestors once told me about a vampire who impressed herself, namely you as Adrian E. Harrison.” Serina answered with a mumble. But a second later, the expression on her face turned flat and cold. Even the color of her two eyes changed, which was originally black to green there. It was as if something had possessed Serina right now there.

It contains other important details of his future victim. Seraphine, a renegade assassin 24 years old female. 5’5” height 63 Kg weight. Black hair, Medium. Light brown skin tone. Lives in a small 2 storey apartment at Marikina. The target is highly guarded. Be careful, she is capable of all 6 techniques. Concealment needed is “Terroristic”. When he read the message, he knew he would have a hard time in this last mission but he have to do it to give up this life and start the dream life of Akira and him.