Serenity Cast Novels & Stories

I saw him lighting another candle. I took a deep sigh. “Are you-” “Is the scent not that nice?” He cut me off. “Better if you’ll stop lighting another one doc, we're not summoning some devils to have our ritual with that bunch of candles.” I crossed my legs comfortably before presenting the innocent eyes and seducing lips. I’m obtainable seductive and siren inside out, I want to finish this man right here, right now. When would they give me a signal to kill him now? I’m running out of patience, tsk. Doc. Jairo Black, what did you do to make them think you were an enemy?

It all felt like a bad dream. Shawn watched as Sage got closer to the altar, a mocking look on her face. "So, this is Serenity Fairchild." She had her eyes on Serenity. "Or, should I say 'Calista Whitaker '?" Shawn clenched his fists, trying to quell the anger boiling inside him. He looked at Serenity, watching her eyebrows contort into a frown. She turned her gaze to him now, "Shawn, who's this?"

And after he had kill her, he would tell her she was dead. “Cheers to good life.” “Cheers.” “And Cheers to the new lord, our lord Kenzo.” “Cheers.” They clicked their glasses and sip from the wine. Sally walked up to Elina and pulled her into a hug. Where she was standing admiring the figurines, Elina smiled. When she saw her coming. Sally was lovely. She was pretty and young, and now she was free from the shackles of Savage. She disengaged after a few minutes. “You look gorgeous my dear.”

I clenched my jaw, glaring at him through the tears that spilt down my cheeks. Do not cry, Sera, I told myself fiercely. This bastard doesn’t deserve your tears or any of your emotions. His grin widened as he saw the defiance in my eyes, and he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "There it is," he murmured. "That fire. I like it. Let's see how long it lasts." I thrashed against him, my body twisting and turning in a desperate attempt to free myself. "Let go of me, you bastard!" I screamed, my voice raw with fury and fear. But he only laughed, a dark, mocking sound that sent chills down my spine.

The vibrant energy of the surroundings was contagious, and for a moment, the weight on her shoulders seemed to lighten. Draped in a black saree adorned with sparkling borders, Hiya's long, dense hair cascaded freely. A white diamond nose pin added a touch of elegance to her beauty, and the rosy red lipstick she wore enhanced her features. Despite her outward charm, there was an underlying sadness in her eyes, a testament to the unspoken pain she had been enduring.

- Taehyung Kensington ------------- Name : Amelia Ashford ; Age : 21 With a heart as vast as the ocean and a mind as sharp as the keenest blade, Seraphina embodies the epitome of kindness, love, and unwavering strength. Her presence commands attention, not just for her striking beauty or effortless elegance, but for the sheer force of her personality—a magnetic aura that draws people in like moths to a flame. But beneath her gentle exterior lies a spirit forged in the fires of adversity, a soul as fierce as it is tender, unyielding in the face of injustice and unafraid to speak truth to power. Savage for those who were do badmouthing about her and her one and only life her father, If she hea

“It is best that we know everything about Serenity’s blood.” “What if we just got a bit of human blood?” Serenity asks slowly, drawing all gazes toward her. “When we first learned of my blood, I had a friend that experimented on wolf blood to show what my blood was capable of; it should be the same with human blood too, right?” “It should,” Jose grins. “But who is this friend you speak of? And how do we get ahold of him?” “It’ll just take a call.” Rosco huffs in annoyance. “The friend is a member of Emerald Moon.”

"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.

"Why is the Citadel reacting to you?" I stepped back, my boots crunching on the frost. I had the shard. I had the truth. Serena’s hand moved to her waist, her fingers closing around the handle of a silver-salt emitter. She didn't look like a Savior anymore; she looked like a predator that had finally spotted a bug in its perfection. "You aren't a technician," she hissed, the emitter humming as she leveled it at my chest. "Who are you?"

Mother Queen, on the other hand, cleared her throat and looked at me. “I can understand that you are trying to protect her. But you have to consider the fact that we are trying to protect you too.” I narrowed my gaze slightly. “Have I ever needed your protection, Mother Queen?” “Levante!” Her voice sharpened. “I don’t like the ungrateful way you are thinking right now. Also, we are not murderers. That girl can only—” “Serenity. Her name is Serenity.” She took a breath, correcting herself, “Right. Serenity can’t lift your curse. She can’t even help you with anything except calming you down when your condition worsens. But—”