Novel & Cerita Serena Manhwa

’ Kyle asked anxiously, no doubt already doing what was instructed. ‘Not much longer.’ “You think I will give this book in exchange for becoming a Queen, a position I have never wanted in the first place?” Serena’s voice rose with each word. She stepped out from behind Dorian and glowered at the witch. “You remember what happened last time, don’t you?” A bead of sweat trickled down the nape of her neck. She continued her bravado. “Well, I learn my lessons quickly.” Despite the lack of teaching, she had sometimes opened the book and tried to read and learn. Some runes she somehow managed to decipher and some she was yet to do so. But one rune she had learnt to draw by heart.

I whispered. “Rest?” His tone softened, almost curious. “On my border? While your mate hunts for you?” My knees buckled. Strong hands caught me before I fell. Heat seared through me where our skin met. He didn’t flinch. He stared down at me, confusion flickering in his eyes. “You’re not burning me.” “What?” He didn’t answer, only held me tighter. “What’s your name?” “Serena,” I breathed. “Serena Gray.”

Move. Another corridor; more arrow slits. I counted—hiss, pause, hiss. I sprinted during the break. I was almost clear when one flaming shaft came late, slicing across my side. Fire ripped through muscle. I folded forward, teeth bared, a cry strangled in my throat. The disguise shuddered. For a heartbeat, my shoulders narrowed, my chest softened—Serena flashed through Kael like a ghost behind glass. No. Not here. I forced the magic tight again, knuckles white, breath saw-sawing between my teeth. The effort was acid in my veins. Spots swam. I lurched, caught a wall, pushed off—one step, another—

Karen reminded her. Serena drew a deep breath, her hand resting on her belly. “I do hope everything ends before it's born.” She said absentmindedly. “You have a good figure. It shouldn't be much trouble keeping it a secret until then.” Karen encouraged her. “You can always come to me for help whenever, Serena. Don't forget that.” Serena looked away from the mirror and at her friend. She noticed that Karen still had that sad look from yesterday. Even her voice did not sound as excited as she has always known it to be.

Author's POV. "P-please," Sofia repeated, again and again. She hated how weak and overly sensitive she felt during the week before her menstrual cycle started again. Her hormones were over the roof making it difficult to not lash out or cry over any insignificant thing that remotely upset her. Nadei sighed in frustration. He fucked up and needed to make things right, starting with reciprocating her touch. Sofia deserved the world and he was letting himself get drawn into the dark, horrid abyss he called a past and letting his demons overtake his mind and ruin his future.

“You have your mate to do it.” And there is was! The pun! “Talking about knocking people out,” Dr Serena sighed. “Here,” and she pushed a big vat of greenish potion. “And what is that?” Kira asked. “You and your mate seem quite fertile,” Dr Serena spoke and as usual her directness made Kira blush. “And while I would love to take care of dozen of our alpha princes and princesses, I don’t think your body can handle it if you have them at short intervals!”

"Yes, she did. She told me a lot about your so-called 'heroic deeds,' like how you often go out with different men and only come home after a few days, always looking exhausted, as if you've been completely drained..." Serena let out a playful laugh and placed her hand on his thigh. Damien glanced at her. "I'm driving.” Serena smiled and said, "You, of all people, should know whether I'm being drained or not. How about we test it out and see who drains whom first?" Every time Serena went out, it was to design clothing for an overseas studio. She never expected that her frequent absences would lead Katrina to assume she was fooling around and getting drained.

she began quickly, stepping forward. Lyra immediately took another step back. “No,” she said sharply. “You’re not Soren,” Lyra said slowly, as if piecing the truth together aloud. “You’re… a girl pretending to be him.” Serena swallowed hard. “Yes,” she admitted quietly, but the word seemed to echo inside the room. Lyra’s eyebrows rose fully now. “You’re serious.” Serena forced herself to hold her gaze. “My name is Serena Vale.” Lyra blinked, and then the recognition flickered across her face.

Pack members came to offer condolences, leaving tokens and gifts, though each gesture felt like a reminder of Serena’s absence rather than a balm to their grief. Serena’s sisters, **Elara** and **Maeve**, were inconsolable. Elara, always fiery and bold, struggled to contain her anger and took to the training grounds pushing herself to exhaustion as if she could channel her pain into strength. Her eyes constantly scanned the horizon, waiting for any sign of her sister’s return. Maeve, quieter and gentler, retreated into herself, her eyes dull with sorrow withdrew entirely, a shadow of her former self, her bright laughter replaced by a haunting silence. The loss of her older sister took a toll

She then offers their hands, “I’m Hannah.” Just then, the woman wearing a blue sundress as she lay on the sunbed stood up and spat their hand away, “Don’t scare her off.” She then winked at me, “I’m Sereia by the way.” She then pointed at the two quiet girls left. “Those two sad girls there are Hira and Isleen, they both are heartbroken so we should ignore them for now. Just don’t mind them.” I nodded and Snow let me sit at the center and they all looked at me in curiosity.