Serena Delphox Novels & Stories

Bethel sounded almost deranged. Seraphina looked from Bethel to Rose and Melanie who were all stood waiting. Seraphina felt her cheeks flush under their stares and then slowly started to pull the arms of her dress down to reveal the large silver dragon that started on her left shoulder and gradually made its way across her chest, stopping slightly before where her Dhampir markings sat.

Since she had sacrificed everything to protect— No. She swallowed hard, forcing those thoughts away. Lucian Devereaux wasn’t just a ghost from her past. He was the one person she couldn’t afford to face again. And yet, here he was. "You've been hiding from me," he continued, his voice calm, deliberate, and terrifying. "I let you disappear once. That was a mistake I won’t be repeating." Seraphina felt her throat tighten, but she refused to show weakness. "You’re mistaken," she said evenly. "My name is Sera. I don’t know who you—"

The men backed up at the threat and she smiled. "Run along and I'd go looking for a new slave, the one that ran is a Dragon." They ran off at that and she looked at me. "Hi I'm Arachne, Empath Witch and friends of the Three Moons." She said, holding her hand out. I took it and shook her hand. "Channing." "I know. The Three Moons talk about you a lot. Though I don't think Selene likes you very much." She said, before looking at the barrel.

"The mer king. The mer creatures are known for their hypnotizing beauty and I think the king has captivated you. For the goddess's sake Serena, you actually blushed at his words. I expected better from you" Serena was fuming now. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her anger mounting as Xavier scolded her. She raised her hand and did what she had never done in her entire life. She slapped him. Xavier stumbled backwards, staring at her in horror and shock. He held his face, a red bruise already forming on his cheek. The mer creatures in the pool just stared at the siblings, not bothering to interfere with their argument. "You might be the older twin Xavier, but you don't control me", Serena said

“I understand. So, your night is ruined then?” Dillon could feel the urge to tease his best friend. But he still tried to stop himself. “Yes.” Dillon let out a soft chuckle, and if someone might see him, they couldn’t believe that he could laugh and smile. “Her fear is visible in her eyes.” “I see,” Dillon said faintly. Drake pinched the bridge of his nose and massaged his temple. “I see her strong aura on the outside, but she’s weak on the inside. I wonder what her wolf looks like.”

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

“You’re letting your ego drive this. This isn’t strategy, this is obsession. You saw her once and now you’re already risking everything for a woman who…” “…is his weakness,” I interrupted. “You said it yourself once, didn’t you? Valerie is what keeps Xavier human. What grounds him. Without her, he falls apart. So why not start there? The woman that would make everyone bend the knee to her will. Start by destroying her.” “She’s pregnant.” That made me pause. For a moment, the glass almost slipped from my hand. And for just one second, my wolf nearly growled. “I see,” I said slowly. “So the mighty Alpha finally claimed her fully. And not only that, but his position as an Alpha whose blood will

I tried to turn my head to see her better. “You don’t need to do this,” I said, my voice coming out slow and thick. “Let me go, I promise I’ll take you with me.” She remained silent. “I am Seraphina DeLorenzo. My family has money, power. We can protect you, just help me get out of here.” I said. The woman didn’t answer at first. She helped me out of the wheelchair and into the bathtub, the porcelain cold against my skin. I shivered as she turned on the water, keeping it lukewarm.

#Livia’s POV “Forgive the intrusion, Lord Hartwell,” a soft, sweet voice called out. A young woman stepped into the room carrying a small wooden tray with a glass of lukewarm water and a folded linen cloth. She wore the clean white and blue robes of a junior healer. Her light honey brown hair was pulled back neatly, framing a youthful, strikingly kind face with bright, compassionate green eyes. Serena. My breath caught in my throat. I braced myself for the sudden surge of hatred I expected to feel – the fury toward the woman whose testimony had sealed my death sentence, the healer who had claimed my herbs were used to poison Alpha Magnus.

Adds it to the record that will outlast all of us. Sera beside Delara. The previous Warden, present at the establishment of the next. Her deep-water eyes in the amber light have the quality I have been watching since she emerged from the sixth anchor — the steady, patient clearing of a woman finding her way back to the surface after a very long time below it.