Serena Campbell Holby Novels & Stories

And as I tapped it play, a familiar face instantly appeared on the screen. “I am here to tell you all who Serena Beckett really is. She’s not the woman you think, not the wife of Eliot Beckett and not even the stupid designer everyone’s calling her. She’s a liar, an emotional blackmailer and above all, she’s barren. She’s barren everyone, Serena Beckett is barren!” Huh? “W-what the hell is this?” I looked up, all three seamstress staring back at me. Curious, skeptical, displaced. “D-do you know her, madam?”

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

he stated before walking towards the guard who had been acting like he was invisible. "Let's go!" Ryland ordered, walking out and Caleb cursed under his breath. "You know it's not necessary for you to come along," Ryland suggested to Caleb who gave no response. They headed down and the smell of blood got thicker. Ryland could hear her muffled sobs, but he felt nothing other than anger. He stepped down the last stairs and with the lights turning on, he took a look at Serena. She sat on the bare floor, clutching herself. Her makeup was now mushy and had run down her face, making her look older. She looked up at Ryland and crawled towards the cell door holding it.

"This garden is scheduled to be demolished and redesigned. I've already hired landscapers. Whatever amateur work you're doing here is pointless." "I'm sorry," Sera said quietly. "I meant no disrespect. I just hate seeing beautiful things die." Celeste stepped closer, and Sera could smell her expensive perfume-something floral and cloying that probably cost more than Sera's monthly wages. "What's your name?" Celeste asked, her tone shifting to something more calculating. "Sera Blackwood, ma'am." "Sera." Celeste circled her slowly, like a predator assessing prey. "You're new here. Two weeks, is that right?"

She made me believe in love again, even though I kept it hidden from her. My name is Raphael Gilberts. My parents own The Gilberts Company, and I work there as the managing director. Financially, I’ve never lacked. But what I lacked, until Serah, was someone to love for who I truly am. Now, I’m standing in the hospital’s waiting area with Mia. We’ve just received word that Serah has delivered. She’s resting now, and we’re both eagerly waiting to be called in.

Serena found Lila during their off period and started crying the second she saw her. “He dumped me. Caleb actually dumped me. I’m sorry I thought you fucked him. Of course you would never. You're the best, Lila. You wouldn't hurt me. I thought he wanted you. That’s the only reason I went after his dad. Please don’t hate me. Help me, Lila. Please. I love him so much," Serena wailed on Lila's shoulder, while the latter was dying inside, her whole crumbling around her because of this woman.

-AMELIA- I think at least 15 minutes have passed after the unknown lady entered but she just stares at me without speaking anything. If you have a knife I would beg you to cut the tension in this room. “You are..." I asked her trying to break the silence. She gave me a smile and shook my hand saying, "Serena Taylor." Oh she is Blackwood’s girlfriend. Being with a lot of mothers and brides for the last few years I know that her smile is very fake.

They found themselves standing in the middle of a hospital room that had been formatted ten months ago. Serena was there. Not the "Savior" with the silver hair and the saintly smile, but a woman with blood on her hands and a calculating look in her eyes as she held a black data-siphon over an unconscious Aria Blackwood. Kael froze. He looked at the scene, his breath hitching in his chest. He turned to the real Serena, who was standing at the back of the group of Elders, her face turning a ghastly, translucent white.

"I had thought that perhaps you saw me only as a common thief." "W-what are you talking about? Nobody here knows who you are! You're—" "Hear me well, your mistress knows who I am. I am Selena Campbell, the lady of the Duke of Blackmoor's household, as your mistress herself has declared. If anyone still intends to beat me up as if I were a common thief, let them try." "How dare you?!" Emily ground her teeth in fury. "When I went to Blackmoor Estate, you treated me as a common thief and struck me down! You—"