Serena Delphox Novels & Stories

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.

He told me. I shook their hands as they approached. Drayce’s golden eyes were on my hips. Poppy watched how the Vasili and Drayce were looking at me. She seemed jealous. She was gorgeous as hell, so I didn’t know why, but the attention they were giving me was making her angry. “Maybe we should look at men’s clothes for you. We don’t have many things in your… size.” Poppy made a motion with her hands. “Poppy. Don’t be rude. That dress fits fine.” A girl with dark hair, blue eyes, and an amazing figure, scolded as she came in from the kitchen. “I’m Serena, the Luna of the Helvegr.”

I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..." "Mortal!" The guard puppet beside him said, which made me look at it. Well, I guess it's better that I am tagged as a mortal. I can keep a low profile. "Your dress looks like that of a witch." The guard smiled at me and turned to face Feirro, who was standing beside me. "My name is Feirro Erickson, and I'm from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a werewolf!" The guard puppet looked at him and verified, "Werewolf!"

She asked with a friendly smile, putting Annie at ease. Catching a whiff of the air, Annie couldn't help but ask in surprise, "You... you're a lynx?" Seraphina affirmed with a nod, "Indeed, I am, sweet omega fox. My name is Seraphina, the pack healer, but everyone calls me Sera," as she extended a welcoming hand to Annie. ""Now, both of you, come with me," Seraphina beckoned, turning on her heels and leading them towards a back room. As they walked, Annie couldn't shake the feeling that something was off—not a bad vibe, more like a tickle to her memory.

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”

Neither for her or Sephora. That left the 3 owls. With the odd reactions she witnessed her mother had to Lord Easton, Seraphina considered that it may be Loris or Lucas from the Eurasians that her Sephora could end up mated to - that was if Sephora ever returned to the castle.

That boy was Ace or should I say is Ephapus. According to the older witches, Serena who was a goddess came down in human form, lived a normal human life and fell in love with a king. This king was full of wisdom and wealth but lacked humility. Unfortunately for Epaphus who began developing a dark spirit at that time, he challenged the king and won. Anyone would be excited to win against a king, they would request for wealth and food and other good things but poor Ephapus requested for the kings heart and the kings heart he took. Serena who is the goddess of curses and beauty cursed Ephapus with the curse of the Lupus. At every full moon, Ephapus will be forced to turn into a wolf and he woul

He dropped Rain close to River, his hand already moving to hold the hilt of his sword. The figure sniggered before revealing themselves. Or rather... Herself. "The name's Serena." She spoke calmly, unbothered by the power of River's magic in full display. "We haven't had the pleasure of meeting, but I believe you've met my sister. The one you termed as the 'fake Echo'. Athea." A cold shiver went down River's spine when she heard those words. She could smell it, the lady was a wolf. A rogue wolf.

– Sonny yells in his head. - I don't care about your excuses. Pay real attention to what I'm about to tell you. I, Angel Carson Brown, of the Lycan Moon Pach, reject you, Klaus Nelson Young, of the Lucan Moon Pack, as my mate. As soon as he finishes speaking, pain crushes Angel's chest, but he shifts and runs back to the packhouse without looking back.

Leander asks quietly, catching the change in me immediately. Before I can answer, the doors to the hall open. The sound echoes too loudly in the sudden silence. Every head turns. She steps inside as though she has never left. Serena Draxen—alive, unmarked, wrapped in pale fabric that clings softly to her frame like an apology made visible. Her hair falls loose over her shoulders, lighter than I remember, her face thinner, eyes too large, too bright. She looks fragile. Breakable. Exactly as she always knew how to look when she wanted the world to forget the sharpness beneath.