Serenade Me Novels & Stories

Something unreadable crossed his face. For a second, Serena thought he might refuse. Instead he said quietly, "Only if you want to." The room grew still. Serena looked at the piano again.Then back at Lia. And finally she nodded. "One song." Lia cheered. Damon looked far too pleased with himself. Serena walked toward the piano slowly. The closer she got, the quieter the room became. She sat down. Placed her fingers on the keys. And took a breath. The first note echoed softly through the room. Then another. And another. The melody was simple. Gentle. The kind that settled into silence instead of breaking it. For a while nobody spoke. Nobody moved. The music filled the room. Warm and soft. And

The Moon Pack Square blazed like a second sun. Floodlights bathed the open plaza in merciless white, washing every shadow away, while the relentless clicking of cameras rose and fell like a mechanical tide. Screens taller than ancient oaks flanked the stage, each one looping the same message in elegant silver script: THE SERENA COLLECTION — A NEW ERA. Serena stood at the center of it all. Velvet draped the stage beneath her feet, crimson and indulgent, as if the entire pack had laid its heart out for her to walk upon. She lifted her chin, spine straight, shoulders back—every inch the woman who believed destiny had finally bowed to her will.

“If you’re listening, I don’t need miracles. I just want to see the ones I love. I want to go home. I want to make this right. If I am what you say I am… help me. Please.” The void didn’t answer. No thunder. No beam of light. Nothing. Serena laughed bitterly, a hollow sound in the emptiness. “Of course. I should’ve known. I’m not special. I’m just another piece in someone else’s game.” She hugged herself again and curled up, her strength failing her. For a moment, she didn’t even feel Nene anymore. Everything grew cold again, silent. She didn’t know how long she stayed there—minutes, hours, maybe longer.

“What song would you like to listen to?” Serena looked down. “Um…do you think you can sing?” she asked. Sergio looked at her confused. “Sing what?” Serena sighed. “A love song, maybe,” she said. Sergio chuckled. “Is that what you really want me to sing?” “Uh huh. You can start singing,” Serena giggled. Sergio laughed as well. “Alright, alright. Let’s see here. Hmm…how about….” Sergio sang softly and slowly. His voice sounded so smooth and sexy that Serena felt herself melting.

Hecate sneered, dark energy crackling around her. Serene ignored her. She walked straight to me. "I am Serene, the Foreseer and the Moon Goddess." Her voice was like a whisper of wind, gentle yet powerful. "You seek freedom, don’t you? You want to feel life—to truly live?" My eyes widened. It was as if she could see straight into my soul. "I know you hate yourself," she continued. "You hate that you can’t feel happiness as others do. You hate the bloodshed. You hate the power that binds you."

I hate that. "I'll figure something out. Give me a minute, I want to speak to her." "She might not pick up. Today is Friday, Serenity's concert, remember?" Oh. "Wow! Look at the time!" I looked at my wristwatch. It was almost midnight. Serene's concert was over. "Good night," I hung up. I dialed her number. She cut it off after a few rings, then called me back as a video call. I answered the call. Larissa's face popped up on my screen, accompanied by incessant loud music. Lights flashed around her and loud cheers from people made me frown. She was at a party. "Hey, babe!!!"

“Of course. I'll be fine, Sere.” Serene nodded and walked inside the house to get her things. Of course Sydney will be fine. She would go stroll in the beach and find hot hunk, and spend the night with him. That is what she plans after knowing that her friend isn't available tonight. It was so boring to be alone. She would probably check in the Casa once she find a hot stranger. She missed the bed of the Casa, certainly. After packing all her things on her bag, Serene goes out and meet Sydney in the porch. “I'm sorry. I didn't expected he'll summoned me.”

Noong bata ako ay nakita ako sa dalampasigan. May kwintas na nakasuot saakin at may pendant na singsing kung saan may nakauikit na pangalang Serene. Pero hindi ko iyon sinuot. How come my biological parents gave me a necklace and not a letter? Nakakatawa diba? But I really wished that it was a letter. A letter full of explanations why they left me. I don't want to grow full of questions but here I am compiling questions that I can't even ask.

Me: So talking in a British voice makes wanting to kiss or ravish my ass more gentlemanly? Blake: You’re making me look bad here, Laken, but ravish does bump it up a notch on the gentlemanly scale. Why didn’t I think of that? Just forget I said any of that. Erase it from your mind. Me: Yeah, that’s not going to happen. But if we pretend that I erased it from my mind, what is it you really said? Blake: I kind of miss you.

All their eyes and attention were on me. "Good morning" I greeted "Good Morning " They all replied as Carter walked up to me and gave me a deep kiss. I was really shy as he did that "What are you doing?" I whispered to his ears as I broke the kiss "What I'm supposed to do to you," He said as I looked at him. "Well, they are all looking," I said trying to hide myself "Well, they should look, " He said as I looked at him yet a gain "Go get a room, " George shouted