Serena Valentino Book 12 Release Date Novels & Stories

r/Fauxmoi Posted by u/StarstruckTeaSpiller 4h ago HOLY SHIT: Lucian Vale's Secret Marriage to Serena Rivera Exposed – Seraphina Devacraux Betrayed AGAIN? (Exclusive Docs Inside) Y'all, I just woke up to this bombshell from Hollywood Confidential and I'm shaking. Lucian Vale has been secretly married to Serena Rivera for TWO YEARS while the whole world thought he was engaged to Seraphina Devacraux. Docs include marriage cert, courthouse footage, the works. No prenup as far as we know. Serena's now legally Serena Vale. And get this—happened right after Serena wrapped her last indie project, where she was the lead actress. Smells like affair city and sleeping her way to the top.

“I kind of had this whole scenario planned out in my head, and it definitely doesn’t involve you stealing the narrator’s role.” This time, no one responded, we just stared at him. Valentino sighed theatrically. “Thank you,” he said smugly. Then he cleared his throat. “Anyway,” he continued, pacing slowly again, “Serena eventually got in contact with Claire because of Paul’s letters.” My brows furrowed. “She tracked one of the letters all the way back to Paul and your pack.” Valentino shrugged. “But instead of running into Paul, she ran into Claire.”

"So… Valentine is my uncle?" Seraphina nods, a dark, humorless laugh escaping her lips. "Yes. Valentine is your uncle." Selena's breath falters, caught in a vice of shock. The revelation surges through her, a tidal wave of emotion crashing violently against her defenses. It isn't merely disbelief that consumes her, but a profound sense of betrayal, mingled with forbidden desire. Valentine—the one who had always captivated her, stirred something primal and magnetic within her. The same Valentine with whom she had shared that electric, momentous kiss, a fleeting yet searing connection. Now, the bitter truth unravels, weaving itself through her mind like a poison: Valentine, the very man she ha

Couldn’t. Nikolai had his back pressed against the wall, one leg bent, his fingers drumming against his thigh. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes burned with something cold. Calculating. Already planning. Already preparing for war. Valentino sat on the arm of the couch, his hands gripping the edge so tightly that his nails dug into the fabric. He hadn’t said a word. Hadn’t moved much since they got back. But the look in his eyes? That was pure, undiluted rage. The kind that didn’t come out in an explosion—but in silence. In waiting. In biding his time until he could make someone suffer.

Beside me, Valeria leaned her head against the headrest, her dark eyes fixed on the passing shadows outside the window. I sat with my laptop resting unopened on my lap. For the first time in four years, I wasn't reading financial reports or answering late-night emails from overseas directors. I couldn't concentrate. My mind kept looping back to the ballroom—to the way she had walked down the grand staircase in that striking green dress, looking like a stranger I desperately wanted to know. I remembered the old man accidentally calling her Serena, and the way her face had drained of color before she smoothed her features into that quiet, distant mask. I remembered Eleanor’s sharp, mocking voi

~Alessandro The storm had passed, but the thunder still echoed in my mind. I stood by the window, watching the estate fall into silence, the rain having soaked the earth like a confession. The scent of wet roses and blood clung to the air an omen. Valentina had changed. She wasn't the naive girl I forced into this marriage. She had grown claws, sharpened by secrets, betrayal, and pain. And now… Serafina was back. I closed my eyes. Her name used to be a melody in my head. Now it was a curse.

“A prophecy? You’d like us to think that? You’re no alpha’s mate. Only a true luna can be our leader, not some rogue who has delivered death to our door.” Serena’s eyes flashed to mine, and I saw the pain in them, the remnant of every rejection she’d suffered. I could not stay quiet anymore. I sat down next to her, our hands touching, the touch of skin grounding us both. “She’s my mate,” I announced loudly. “Serena is my destined luna favored by the Moon Goddess. I marry her, here and now, before you all.”

Therefore, Charlotte’s work is cut out for her. *Will there be a sequel? – Maybe but not right now. I will give it some thought. - Other Original Works are: Mates: Regrets and Redemption. The Unattainable Alpha (Phoebe and Hudson’s story – Heron’s parents). - Next Projects: I promised my first fans that I’d deliver a sequel for Crown Prince Valen’s story which is entitled: Mates: Valen’s Odyssey. Posting of chapters will commence May or June 2023. This book will be full of adventures and mystery.

Blurb Serafina Ferraro was born from an affair and raised like trash nobody wanted to throw out. Her stepmother hated her. Her sister mocked her. And Nico Caruso, the man she gave up everything for, drugged her and tried to sell her body to his boss. "You belong to me," Nico snarled, gripping her jaw. "You are like a stray dog. You bite, so you get smacked until you learn to sit still." Then a stranger kicked the door open. "I could have sworn I heard a damsel in distress," Dante Valentino said, calm as ice. He is not a hero. He is the illegitimate son of a powerful family, with his own war to fight. He does not save her out of kindness. "Do you want revenge?" he asked. She trains. Sh

It simply meant knowing when to step back. I eventually went inside, but I stayed near the entrance. Valentina noticed. “You're not coming?” “I am.” “You're standing there.” “I'm giving you space.” She smiled slightly. “That's new.” She shook her head and walked deeper into the bookstore. For the next twenty minutes, she looked through books, picked up a few, put them back, and complained about how expensive everything had become. At one point, she held up a book. “I remember buying this one when I was seventeen.”