Romans & histoires Serenity Comics

"Berserker needs to eat." Knowing I should just leave it alone, I asked the question. "Berserker?" Asher gave me a toothy smile. "My bear: Berserker. Your tiger is Junior. Taryk's panther is Smoke. Atlas' wolf is Mr. Hyde. Ransom is Tonto. And Saint is Ten." He made a face at the last man. "You took all my fun by already having a name for your inner beast." "Thank Gaia for that," Saint said.

I obliged and we walked towards the large window on the other side of the room. "What do you mean? How is Serenity not a normal werewolf?" I demanded. "Serenity has rare blood flowing through her veins," Lucian continued. "She comes from a rare and unique blood line, a group of creatures vested with extraordinary powers. Powers to create and destroy life. They're called the Pure Ones" "I have never heard of such creatures," I shook my head in disbelief. "These creatures were in existence before our kind," Lucian continued. "They had the power of the moon, abilities to control nature, to bring to life, and to destroy. But over time, other creatures began to hunt for their powers"

Without knowing what really happened last night I get Doc Emily to give me the treatment to stop any pregnancy that might have come from the attack, unfortunately, it means I will have to wait to have another one with Phoenix but that would probably be for the best and I would rather wait and know it is his then there be a chance it is some other males. Serenity then got me to sit at her vanity and pulled out her concealer and started to cover all the bite marks on my neck, shoulders, and chest that wouldn't be covered by my dress. When she had finished, you couldn't even see them. She made it look floorless. I turn to her and say. "Thank you Serenity!" "It was my pleasure. Come, let's go an

Yoshida brushed it off and continued debriefing us. “Mrs. Burns, I loved the floor plan of your resort and your revenue outlook looks fantastic!” Veronica humbly nodded her head to the shorter, older, asian woman. “Miss Summers, your resort also looks remarkable, and the expense report was expertly crafted and well thought out.” I smiled and Martha secretly fist pumped herself.

I open my mouth and begin to sing. The sound that leaves my throat is a low, ethereal hum. A soft flowing Fae melody that carries no words, only a rhythmic warmth which carries a soothing resonance. Almost like a gentle breeze rustling through a forest, one that is steady and calm. Beside me, I watch as the tight, rigid lines of King Sven’s jaw slowly begin to relax. His breathing deepens, matching the slow tempo of my Serenade. He shifts slightly, now resting his head on my chest. And it makes my heart skip a beat, but I do not stop serenading him.

Rachel continue to walk through the hallway, not bothering about the evil glares she is receiving, when suddenly she feels a strong grip on her shoulder, pulling her back to face the person pulling her. She stare at the guy who she had tried to avoid. The guy who broke her trust into a thousand pieces. The guy who she really can't find a way to forgive. "What do you want, Jerk?" she ask him with a stern tone. She look into his eyes with a sharp look. "I want to return this to you before I go back," says the guy, Sebastian, as he hands her the baby blue scrunchie which she left at his apartment a few days ago. "I'll be leaving New York."

Serenity had pushed her enough, and finding authority in Ember's words, Serenity clenched her jaw. Suddenly, Serenity's eyes caught sight of the hickey on Ember's neck, a mark left by Ivan. Seeing it shattered Serenity's heart into a million more pieces. "For him, you're nothing but a slut, and I am disgusted with you, Ember," Serenity exclaimed. With that, she spat on Ember's face, causing Ember to close her eyes in disgust. This feeling of disgust was nothing compared to the loss of dignity and respect. Ember felt immense humiliation.

Serena could feel the pull of fate in her bones. They camped that night in a grove of moonflowers. The blooms only opened under the stars, casting silver light across their faces. Serena sat by the fire, sketching the sigils she’d seen into her journal—Flame, Sea, and Star. Her fingers trembled slightly as she drew them. This was her truth now, one she couldn’t run from. Theron watched her in silence for a while, then came to sit beside her. “You’re slipping away from me,” he said quietly.

“What are you doing here?” The woman rolled her eyes slightly before turning to glance over the cliff as if she had seen this scene play out a thousand times before. “Of course you and Adele are mates,” she muttered with a soft chuckle. “You two have far more in common than either of you realizes.” She shook her head lightly, clearly entertained. Then she turned back to face me. “My name is Serenity,” she said calmly. “I was summoned by Trevor… and Adele.” My breath caught in my throat and my eyes widened.