Serena Darien Novels & Stories

"Serena saved my life as a kid. Don't say that stuff around her." A faint click—plastic against plastic. My hearing aid. "Got it. We know the deal." "Throwing away your life to repay a debt? You're too noble, Adrian." More laughter followed, and I bit down hard on the inside of my lip. "Serena's fragile," Daniela said. "Not like me. She can't handle you guys. Don't push her too hard." "Adrian," she said, her tone turning serious, "you passed my test. Now I believe you're really over that deaf girl. So... tomorrow night, you and me. A date."

Before Sienna could respond, a voice cut through the gallery noise, cultured, warm, familiar in the worst way. "Sienna. I thought I might find you here." Sienna turned slowly, already knowing who she'd see. Serena stood three feet away, dressed in understated elegance, navy dress, minimal jewelry, hair pulled back in a style that made her look younger, softer. Nothing like the cold predator from Luca's study. Back to performing angel. "What are you doing here?" Sienna asked, keeping her voice low to avoid scene-making. "I saw the announcement for the show," Serena said. "Recognized your name. Thought I'd come see what my sister creates when she's not painting her heartbreak."

Lalisa could only whisper her name. Before she could say anything more, Seren’s tall, slender form appeared behind Kieran. She wore only a tight-fitting white tank top and grey sweatpants, revealing a perfect set of abs and a well-defined chest. A sly smile played on her beautifully sculpted lips. Her dark brown eyes swept over Lalisa from head to toe, undisguised.

“Speaking of different, why did you ditch the SinoTech deal? Flew back like the devil was chasing you. Bet your family’s losing their shit right now.” I ignored him, taking another burn of whiskey. My mind replayed every second of Lila: her jealousy when I kissed Chloe, her cries when I fvcked her, her betrayal when she walked out with Kane. “Damian!” a soft, excited voice squealed. I looked up. Serena. She walked into the lounge in a red dress that hugged her body. Her hips swayed like she was ok the runway. Her friend, some brunette in a black mini-dress trailed behind.

She bent her knees and looked down. From dusk until sunset, she did not move from that position. She let some of her clothes get wet from the sea water. She hoped that by doing so, the misfortunes in her life would also be swept away. Diana's patting of her chest stopped as she smelled the perfume of someone she recognized, someone she was looking for. "Darren?" She looked around. There was no one around, but she clearly smelled Alpha Darren's perfume earlier which gave her de javu.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

She gritted her teeth, the mention of her late mother's mysterious death like a match lighting the fuse of her already incendiary rage. Ignoring Alex completely, Serena tossed her designer handbag unceremoniously to the floor and flexed her muscles with a look of feral intensity contorting her beautiful features. "I'm going to show you the side of me you've never met before," she growled in a low, dangerous tone. Diana's face was clearly written in confusion as she took a few hasty steps backward, suddenly afraid of Serena's frightening transformation. "Wh-what do you mean?" she stammered, her bravado faltering.

"Here it is! I literally fell off my bed when I received a call from our new companion for today's interview with Mami Vic! After all the accumulated grudges I had against her—for finally! Finally, she thought of checking up on me after three years! She is the star of CBN production and a veteran actress famous for her starring roles in many movies and teleseryes! Let's welcome her with a thunderous applause and cheers—Serena Laurel!!" Wearing a sparkling white dress that reached my knees, my hair neatly curled, and simple but clean makeup, I emerged from the backstage of the studio with a sweet smile.

I understood now why Brandon was so madly in love with me, it wasn’t just about the face, but how he saw me. “Wow, sister,” Serah said with a big smile. “I bet Brandon will fall in love with you again today. You look like an angel. So beautiful.” “Are you for real, Serah?” I asked with a shy smile. “Yes, completely serious! You look stunning. One more thing,” she added, getting serious for a moment. “I want you to be happy. So when you go on your honeymoon, please don’t call me. I don’t want you thinking about me. Just think about yourself and your happiness. I promise, if something comes up, I will be the one to call you.”