Serena Yvonne Novels & Stories

How could Yvette's sales ever surpass hers then? In the afternoon, Serena returned to the company. She never expected to run into Brad there, especially in the same elevator. Serena recognized Brad immediately. Naturally, Brad also recognized Serena at first glance. Even if he couldn't remember others, he would always recognize her. However, Serena kept her eyes on her phone, applying lipstick, pretending not to see Brad. She knew Brad was working with the Kade Corporation and they would meet eventually. But she never imagined it would happen so soon.

I say softly as I lift my head up. “No, its not Serah but Elena.” The lady says.

SERA “You look nothing like I expected.” Vivienne Obi said it before Sera finished pulling out the chair across from her. Not rudely. With the directness of someone who had stopped filtering their observations because filtering had never served them particularly well. She was thirty-three and looked like someone who had been running on conviction for so long it had become a physical quality. Lean. Alert. The particular watchfulness of a person who had learned early that the world did not announce its intentions and you had to pay attention to catch them.

Seeing him as a severe threat, some players dodged his attacks and forfeited their matches. As Hera watched, the number of contenders for her hand dwindled to just three: Sir Thomas, Sir Gelo, and Sir Shawn. Could she go through a mock ceremony with anyone other than Thomas? Sure, she could, but the thought was tough to swallow. The idea of pretending with someone else didn’t sit right with her. “It won’t be long now,” Keia said, handing Hera a glass of wine. “You’re going to need this.” “I can’t. I’m way too nervous.”

He motioned to her to pick that phone up. The headlines made her heart go into her feet, “Olivia Charles Black was found on the floor in Dubois mansion at her eldest son’s engagement party, in the picture the attacker, Athena Raven Lark. Our reports say that Athena Raven has been missing since the incident; she could’ve escaped or might be hiding, and an arrest warrant was issued. The police requested the public to be careful as she was armed and dangerous. Reward 15000 Euros”, she put the phone down on the table, not understanding how to feel.

Who? "Serena."

His companion frowned at their fellow member’s stutter. “Yes, she is.. Meet Serena Viotto, princess of the Seer Empire, the only daughter of Queen Ophelia and Fae King Vulcan.” Sedona’s voice laced with pride as she announced. Serena wrung her hands behind her back but mustered a small smile as she acknowledged Sedona’s words.

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

Then, another buzz. Savannah. I almost toss the phone across the room, but the preview catches my eye. Looks like she’s so heartbroken. Enjoy the show. [Live Feed: Club Obsidian] I tap the link. The video opens on low, violet lights and pulsing bass. Then the camera tilts— And there she is. Serena. Spinning in a dress I’ve never seen before. Low cut, backless, short. Hugging her curves like a second skin.

She stopped right in front of them, and she smiled first at Adrian, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “Adrian,” she said softly, her voice sweet and melodious. “It is so good to see you again. You look just as handsome as I remembered.” She then turned her gaze to Zara, looking her up and down slowly, assessing her from head to toe, and then she extended her hand with a polite but cold smile. “And you must be Zara. I am Serena. It is a pleasure to meet you finally. Adrian has told me so much about you, of course.”