Serena And Blair Novels & Stories

"I completed my studies with the help of my aunt who adopted us... then I overtook a company... killing the CEO of a multinational company and named everything after me. I had to reach to you somehow..." ''Blaze showed up to you as an enemy and me...as a client..." "Both of us fucked you big time, Blair Fernsby," he chuckled hysterically and Blair scoffed. "You guys are not the first ones, trust me," she winked to him. Hearing this, his blood boiled and he tightened his lips. "You haven't answered to me, though," she spoke and he replied, "Blaze thinks Sierra is pregnant with Giovanni's baby." "What?" Blair asked unaware as her brows go furrowed.

A group of girls had already changed into bikinis with the Ravencrest and Moonveil logo, tiny pink buckets in their hands as they headed toward the car park. Among them was Serena, of course, strutting ahead with Mia and Tasha on either side, her platinum hair gleaming in the afternoon sun. They were laughing, tossing their hair, as if the world belonged to them. I felt the familiar stab of hate burn through me, sharp and ugly. The past two days, Serena had barely spoken to me, maybe because she was finally convinced nothing was going on between me and Kai. I had seen her clinging to his arm more than once in the hallway, her smug little smile as sharp as a knife.

Serena walked in with confident steps, wearing a blazing red blazer, her face full of defiance. “If this is what you want, let’s make it the most unforgettable finale,” she said, sitting across from Hunter. Hunter looked at her emotionlessly. “I just want this to end peacefully.” “Unfortunately, I don’t,” Serena shot back. At her office, Evalina stood in front of the large glass window on the 25th floor. Her eyes gazed into the now-clearing sky. She held her phone tightly, waiting for a single message from Hunter. One sign that it was all over.

Serena crouched down in front of me, playing with a blade. "How dare you? Who doesn't know Ethan belongs to me, and yet you stay by his side trying to seduce him!" I shook my head desperately and explained, "It's not like that, I'm his fiancée!" But Serena wouldn't listen, and the blade flashed silver. "Ah!"

Serena’s POV The village was abuzz with excitement. The air was filled with the scent of pine and freshly turned earth, mingling with the anticipation that radiated from every villager and warrior alike. They had waited so long for this moment—Baird, the formidable warrior of the Storm Pack, had finally found his mate. And that mate was me, Serena. I stood beside Baird, feeling the weight of their expectations weighing me down. Their smiles were broad, their eyes twinkling with joy as they promised to help us prepare the grandest engagement ceremony the Storm Pack had ever seen.

When she finally did, he was still watching. Serena lifted her champagne glass and took a slow sip. Then Cecilia stepped into his side. The satisfaction vanished so quickly it annoyed her. Cecilia looked beautiful in silver-blue, one hand briefly touching Damian’s back as a photographer approached them. Damian turned, Cecilia said something, and the two of them moved toward the branded wall. They stood together beneath the Street Nation insignia while cameras flashed. Perfectly matched. Perfectly public. Serena looked away before the next flash.

However, Blair quickly regained her composure. “She’s finally here. I'll call you,” she patted his shoulder, and with that, she disappeared from sight. ‘Did he ever let me explain?’ ‘I would have understood his decision after hearing me out. I won’t blame him for wanting a break, but why?’ she thought. Unable to hide her hurt, Serena abruptly turned to leave. In that moment, Eric attempted to chase after her. “Wait, Serena!” He took a few strides toward her.

She lunged forward, throwing herself recklessly between the two massive, lethal predators. "Don't touch him! Leave him alone!" Serena cried, grabbing Zayden’s corded arm with both hands, trying with every ounce of her fragile human strength to pull him off his brother. In the chaotic frenzy of his unchained fury, Zayden’s arm jerked back. The sheer kinetic force of his movement sent Serena flying backward across the floor. She hit the marble hard, her shoulder skidding across the stone, a sharp cry of agony tearing from her lips as a jagged cut opened along her forearm, fresh red blood welling instantly against her pale skin.

SERENA~ “You’ve been having sex your dad’s P.A and now I’m just a middleman here. My life is now on hold at two points. You have a girlfriend under this mansion…. You had me before your father got me here and now you trying to dump your girlfriend for your father’s wife which you coincidentally had sex with. and now you trying to put up a love at first sight act. This is crazy!” I lashed out. “Nothing is crazy Serena. Look at me” he shocked my body vigorously trying to make me look into his eyes which I was avoiding

But tonight, the famous faces and heroic headlines faded into the background, leaving just two women, a table of food, and the unfinished business of dreams and wounds. For a while, they just enjoyed the simple pleasure of a hot meal and the company of someone who understood the grind. Jenifer was in her signature sharp black blazer and jeans; Alexandra wore her hair in a simple ponytail, crisp white shirt rolled at the sleeves. They swapped stories—two warriors swapping battle tales.