Serenity Comics Novels & Stories

“Then, what do you want me to do? Let him go, so he could report us to the police or his parents?!” “That’s not what I’m saying, but I’m telling you to calm down!” Ricardo and Eleanor started arguing, and their voices echoed in the entire living room, which made River think that they could use this time to run away. “Let’s go—” River’s words halted when, suddenly, he noticed Serenity’s body trembling. Her skin was pale, and she was having difficulty breathing. Her eyes were shut, too. “Seraphina… Seraphina!” River called, but it seemed like she couldn’t hear him anymore. “I’m here. Breathe. You need to breathe!”

"Oh come on... if he settles for this pretty… even I am gonna pissed off. After so many thoughts, I can’t conclude. Not his friend or sister. Then who is she? I picked up my phone and started texting Stacey. My best friend. It's 6 pm and I am damn sure that bitch is on her phone. Even if she's dead, that phone is going to accompany her afterlife. "Stacey…!" Next second she replies. "Yeah…?" "you would be shocked to know who I am seeing now...!" "Mmm… almighty Jesus Christ?" "What no…!" "Then buddha?" yeah Stacey being Stacey. "Boo, bitch no!" "Then who the hell are you seeing now? Is it Satan?" God she is Boling my kidneys. "It's Mr. Valerian…. yes the super-hot Satan!" I controlled my giggl

His gaze swept over me slowly too slowly to be accidental assessing, sharp, before settling on my face. “You should still be resting,” he said. “I want the truth,” I replied. “All of it.” For a moment, he just watched me. Then he nodded once. “Monaco,” he said. “Leave us.” Monaco hesitated, glanced at me, then obeyed. The door closed. The silence that followed felt different now—tight, aware. “You were given a sedative designed for omegas,” Ryder said calmly. “Low dosage. Enough to disorient. Not enough to knock you out.”

I asked, leaning forward. Seren raised her head. “I am a maid from a lowly background, and I cannot be flattered enough by standing in front of the Alpha and a man, answering insignificant questions.” The word landed like a strike. Even Marcel’s amusement disappeared instantly. He turned to look at me, then back at her trying to process what he had just heard. I didn’t move…neither did she. Marcel finally broke the silence glancing between us, “Did she just—“

Or they drowned her to spite me. Sirens and werewolves will always be enemies. There is no place in my heart for them. They are ruthless warriors always turning their enemies against each other. Humans revere sirens as something to love. They celebrate mermaids and sirens with cute little dolls and put them on t-shirts. Those images are all dubious. It is a lie to think such ruthless creatures are harmless, beautiful, or friendly. My father was foolish enough to trust sirens and he lost his very own brother over it. Trust was broken and a war broke out. The sirens will never prevail and will never show true empathy.

And from the look on Lucas’s face, they were succeeding. •••••••••• SERAPHINA’S POV I watched the chaos unfold in the bowl of my scrying mirror, silver mist swirling around Lucas Storm’s face. He looked shaken. Not broken yet but I was getting there. His eyes tracked Bennett like he couldn’t bear to blink, like if he lost sight of him for even a moment, something terrible would happen. Good. That’s what I wanted. Paranoia. Possession. Desperation. The bond between them was beautiful in its tragedy. Divine, even. A rare Alpha-Alpha pair, soul-tied in a way the Moon Goddess only allowed once in generations. And now, it was mine to unravel.

Though Holden was heavily hurt by this new development he was still happy to see the two friends care for each other. “I don’t even know who my mate is Arnoux, I don’t know where I met her.” Dean shouts, he was angry, angry at Arnoux for not taking this crisis seriously, this could lead to him being chastised by his pack. “If I may your highness.” Holdens says, “well the mark disappeared after we went to shore and met those, Sirens.” He gulps in fear before adding, “perhaps one of them is your mate.” Blood lust is the only thing the room could feel, one of those arrogant sirens his mate, how absurd, he feels no connection with any of them rather than wanting to tear them apart.

Dylan spoke up while Jeremy threw daggers with his eyes. Wait! Was I going to be engaged to the group clown? Who the fuck takes the fiancée of a clown seriously??? “SERENA???!” I heard someone yell my name, snapping me back to the present.

"You only began working here a few days ago. There's no doubt that we'll survive without you." "Renee and Dorcas, you'll also be leaving. You both aren't serious around here." She dropped the paper, which kind of relieved me. Propping her elbow on the desk, she locked her fingers in each other, and put her jaw on her locked fingers. "And, lastly…" Lastly? Gosh, no! Oops, she turned to me. "Serene, I'm so sorry, but you'll be leaving as well."