Serenity Comics Novels & Stories

Just as bewilderment gripped me, a faint, pained sound drifted from inside Serenity's room. My body reacted before my mind could catch up. I slammed the door open with a forceful push. "Serenity?" Once again, my entire frame locked in place. Serenity lay crumpled on the floor, her skin flushed a burning red from the fever that ravaged her. Soft yet agonizing whimpers escaped her lips, filling the room with raw vulnerability. Her claws were extended, digging desperately into her own chest as she gasped for air, each breath a labored struggle.

Serenity chuckled, taking a step closer till she was standing in front of him and lifted her hand to cup his neck, “You’ll earn their respect in time, for now, all that matters is that they fear you.” The sweet hint of her cherry blossom perfume tickled his senses, even in the darkened room, Serenity was like a beacon of light guiding him. Her hazel orbs were like his very own abyss, a place he could lose himself and drown his anger and sorrow, the only place in the world he felt safe. “I don’t know if fear alone is enough. If they too decide to turn against us, there’s no way of us surviving this.” He voiced his fear, unable to hold back form the only person in the world he truly trusted.