Serenity Endymion Novels & Stories

Nexis asked, still not believing his ears. “Yes, we are sure, Nexis. You are both loyal and kind. Palin, you have had a hard time here and we know that you would be the perfect fit to lead the Den into a new direction and bring order to the chaos that is happening right now. We trust you to do what is right for our Kingdom.” Sapphire told them as she got up from behind her desk to stand in front of them. Palin and Nexis looked at each other and nodded before they kneeled at her feet.

I fell to the ground clutching my head as I screamed, then I heard another voice, a different voice, but I couldn’t make it out until, “Selene, breathe, fight the negative emotions. You can do this!” Fredrick called, I couldn’t help taking hold of the ground, and soon, my eyes opened but all I could see was a bright white light. I looked up and saw a hand reaching for me, lifting me up, touching my face softly before I set back down. As the light dimmed, I realized that I was blacking out… Coming to, I see Phoenix, his strong arms holding me tightly as he stroked my cheek, “Welcome back, my Queen.” Fredrick said, I smiled lightly, trying to get up. Phoenix helped me, but was hesitant.

I exhale roughly, feeling like the weight of the universe rests on my shoulders. “You are not a pure breed. You are a three-way cross hybrid of Human, Kindred, and Royal Oracle blood, and you are the last of your kind. You see, about an earla year ago. I had a vision about you and Zion. A Kindreds eyes only glow when he has discovered his fated soul. You and Zion are the only ones who are immune to the dagger of Eternal Death because a soul that has been made whole can never be ripped apart.” “Are you saying that my soul and Zions' soul is now… one?”

"Bring me her alive!" The woman submerged in the wine inside the tub, emerged again from between the sovereign's legs, trying to suck in a breath of air. "Help me imbeciles!" yelled Guildor at his acolytes rising from the tub. His voluminous body dripped huge amounts of water. He leaned with his right hand on his black staff made of ebony with a silver hilt in the shape of a knob. A medallion embedded with a black opal in the shape of a half moon hung from his neck. He had snatched both from his father long ago.

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

Even though we're not related but I feel a very deep connection with him and I don't know why, he once mentioned that I remind him of Sienna. Since I opened my eyes ten years ago and glared at him I felt a connection. He's the only person close to me right now and I'm not losing him even if I have to die doing so but I'm not dying right now, I have a mission to complete. I'm going for them, I'm going to be their worst nightmare. The queen of terror. They call me, Amphitrite the dark angel.

I knew then that what I had witnessed in the deepest reaches of his eyes was the dam he so carefully constructed being torn to shreds. He made no sound as he attacked, so fast in his movements that he blurred. His suit was a cloud of oranges and yellows, with peeks of bronze from where I thought I saw armor. All I could hear was the slice of his blade and the taunts that spewed from Aeacus’s mouth. I wanted to know more about Apollo’s past—one wrought with more sorrow than I ever expected, but now wasn’t the time. Even if it were, I doubt he’d ever tell me. Not once had he mentioned anything about having a mate, let alone two.

I said coolly, as if my world wasn’t crumbling around me. But before anyone could move, a palace servant rushed in, slightly out of breath. “Alpha Damien,” he said urgently. “The elders are calling for an emergency meeting. They request your presence immediately.” Of course they were. News traveled fast in this palace, and the elders would want to address this situation right away. A pregnant former girlfriend and a new Luna wife? This was exactly the kind of drama they lived for. Damien looked torn, his eyes moving between me, Sage, and the servant. “I… I need to go. Liora, we’ll talk about this when I get back. Sage, you should… stay. We need to figure this out.”

Her grandfather, stoic but deeply emotional, sat quietly nearby, his hand resting gently on hers, a grounding presence amidst the chaos. The hours stretched long and grueling, each moment testing Selene’s endurance and patience. But amid the intensity, there was a profound sense of power—she was a conduit of life, capable of strength she had never known existed. The pain, fear, and exhaustion were balanced by the certainty that she was about to meet someone who depended entirely on her, someone who would inspire her to be her strongest, bravest self.

“Right, how can I worry when I have a doctor with me?“ Benna asked, a deep laughter escaping his lips, and then turning to me, he said, ''You know you came at the right time, Yezus. Casino consession will be in a month, and I really want you to be there beside me. I know you think that I am hurting you, but someday in the future, you'll see that all that I am doing is for your own good.“ My own good? I wanted to spill out that question. How was that for my own good? It was for his own good, for goodness sake! I was just there to show the world that he was an angel. Even though he got rid of my mother and uncle, who were werewolf enemies, he still felt sympathy toward me and took me in with t