Serena Yugioh Novels & Stories

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.

For their part, the four guild clans worshiped the God of the Oracle. Laria, the Supreme High Priestess of the Order of Noor and wife of Theobald, had orchestrated the capture of her husband, their kids and some other member of their clan, in order to deceive the unsuspecting Brotherhood, to try to seize some of the stones of the Golden Serpent. Now however, luck had presented them with the opportunity to seize The Golden Serpent with the full set of gems.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

I'm at peace with our decision but I hate seeing my friends suffer. "Damn you, take me!" I yell to the sky. Magic bursts behind me but I don't look back. Lightning strikes again and hits Ashrac. His body is tossed high and I have hope that the Goddess has taken our offer and will save him. His dragon explodes from his human body with a burst of light that's impossible to look at. "Ahhhh, hell," screams Sarn and the magic behind me bursts again. I dare to glance back. Sierra and Sarn are the most incredibly brilliant purple dragons. "What the hell," I mutter.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

Raine POV Ten minutes later the door opens and the woman walks in. “Raine, right?” I nod. “Who are you?” “I’m Serena, Kai’s mate.” Mate? “No.” “Yes, he’s my mate. Here’s something to remember.” She grabs my hair and drags me up. “You’re nothing. You’re not here to be his Luna. I’m the Luna. You’re here to be a slave. You’re here so we can use your magic to protect our pack.”

"The localized dark rift is expanding. Our standard energy dampeners aren't holding it. We might need to evacuate the coastal settlement." Serena didn't panic. She closed her eyes, taking a deep, rhythmic breath. As she inhaled the crisp sea air, a sudden, brilliant flash of golden light ignited deep within her iris, accompanied by a soft, silver-white aura that enveloped her hands. She carried no weapon, no crown, and no title, but the ancient bloodline of the founders woke instantly in her veins, responding to the call of a world in need.

“Maybe it’s hard to focus with everyone watching me like I’m about to explode.” “They’re afraid of what they don’t understand,” he said. “Prove them wrong.” Before I could respond, the voice I loathed most sliced through the air. “Or maybe they just don’t like having a cursed rogue playing Luna.” Nyra. She strutted forward, dressed in black leather and spite, her hair pulled into a sleek braid, jaw sharp as ever. Her voice was honeyed poison. “You’re bleeding, Serena,” she said mockingly. “Isn’t that beneath your so-called destiny?”

That soft look she always tried to suppress. It was warm. Almost vulnerable. And then... A slow, venom-laced voice cut through the moment like a razor. “Oh? Is Lyra finally pretending someone wants her?” Both girls froze. Standing casually in the half open doorway was Serena, arms crossed, expression bored and cruel. Her glossy hair was perfectly in place, her manicured fingers tapping rhythmically against her elbow. Yani’s expression twisted. “What the hell are you doing here?” Serene smiled, slowly and was syrupy.

This is gonna be interesting. Seras The Dragon I’m Definitely Not Obsessed With (Yet) Monday, October 14, 2028 – lunch period My full name is Seras Himuari Nakamura, but nobody uses the middle part unless Mom is mad or I’m filling out official demon-banishing paperwork. Today I’m glad I have it, because I need every ounce of ancestral fire to not combust on the spot. Lucian Dragomir just looked at me and the Blazing Wukong in my soul did a full kowtow.