Sienna Mercer Novels & Stories

The specific oh of someone who has understood something completely. "Yes," Sienna said. "And the crime lord." "His name is Dante." "I know his name," Maya said. "I've been reading the news. Are you happy, Sienna. Actually happy. Not fine, not managing, not moving toward the next thing. Actually happy." Sienna stood on the corner of Meridian with the coffee under her arm and the cold December air and the blue sky and the city that had become, without her planning it, the place she was from.

“Ignore her,“ Sienna muttered to me as he walked away, leaving the welcoming party behind. “She is just a mean bitch.“ I turned and glanced behind at Candace; she was looking at me and gave me a small nod. I turned around sharply. “She thinks she is good enough for Cassian,” Sienna muttered, leading me down the hallway of this big mansion. “She is not?” I asked. “Fuck, no,” Sienna cursed under her breath. “The only reason she can even behave like that is because she is the only high-born female around, and she is a very good warrior. Her wolf is one of the strongest seen in a century; she feels special.“ “But she is not?” I asked again, feeling stupid.

“Just enough to know you were busy.” I laughed, embarrassed but not really. “Look, I know I’ve messed around before, but this is different. Carmen’s different. I like her. We get each other. She’s smart, beautiful, talks shit better than most of my boys, and she sees me. Not Stink. Me.” Sienna’s smirk softened into a genuine smile. “Good. ‘Cause she’s one of the real ones. And I swear, if you hurt her, I’ll take my flat iron and burn a ‘C’ into your forehead.”

Cerberus is missing I’m not sure what happened to her but I wish I had her to interrupt my thoughts and nightmares. I don’t even know the people in my dream. I don’t know the people I’m surrounded by daily. I’ve noticed are only women who are all vampire hybrids with the same bite on the wrist. I asked who their leader was and to speak to them but I barely got an answer. The only one that talks to me is Sienna. She is super nice. Not really she is kind of an ass but I like it. She is the only one that doesn’t tiptoe around me. She is honest and always puts me in my place. I still know nothing about her and every time I ask she leaves or changes the subject ignoring me.

The crown was almost mine. I just had to bury every last piece of the past to claim it. Even if it meant burying myself right along with it. The door creaked open. Soft. Intentional. Like silk sliding over skin. And there she was. Sienna. Daughter of Beta Anton. Beautiful. Perfect. Poison. Her hair spilled in loose waves down her bare shoulders, her robe half-tied, clinging only where it needed to hide modesty, but barely. Legs long and smooth, lips painted a subtle red, eyes lined in kohl that made her gaze cut sharper than knives.

**MERRICK** Getting wheeled through a hospital while your mortal enemy hunts you down is remarkably bad for one's ego. But I would take my chances. Surely I would not just sit here and die like a little bitch hooked up to a blood bag. I looked sideways at the Doctor named Sienna, felt her cold gloves fingers touching my arm as she adjusted my IV and unhooked the blood bag from the stand. Her breath came in short bursts, and I wondered just how much she knew about this war, about me and Atlas and all the times she witnessed his aggression towards me.

She's like no other female alpha I have ever met. I look outside, where she's practicing with the lead warrior. We have the same pale blonde hair that looks almost white and teal eyes. People often underestimate her because she's petite, at five feet three inches, but she's stronger than anyone I know. Sienna is skillfully defending herself against the warrior, and I can tell he's not taking it easy on her. "She's incredible," Levi says as he wraps his arms around me. "Yes, she is. She's the one who will stop Harlan." Sienna is the future, Levi and I will soon be the past.

"Finally. I was getting tired of the boardroom, Luna. Shall I prepare the war room?" "No," Sierra said, stepping into the car. "Prepare the children. It’s time they learned how to lead". ​While the world saw Sierra Miller as a cold, calculating billionaire, the "Shadow Pack" knew her as the Sovereign, the only wolf capable of wielding the ancient Silver Force.

It was the sound of a beast starved for control. I stepped forward, steady and calm. “I know you’re still in there. You’re not a monster. You’re my Luna. Sienna Cole Darkmane!” She roared, leaping at me, claws and fangs flashing. I blocked with my arms, the force sending me stumbling back. We rolled across the forest floor, leaves scattering around us. Sienna snarled, trying to bite my neck, but I held her tight, pinning her down. Blood dripped from my wounds, but I didn’t fight back. Hurting her would mean losing her forever.

Is she messing with the wrong guy? Sienna worked in The Mighty Entertainment, an entertainment corporation that could only be counted as midsized in the city. Sienna was discovered by scouts and joined the company when she was still in college. Sienna parked the car in the underground parking lot and took out her phone to find countless missed calls from Sophie. Crap, Sienna said in her mind. Sophie is her roommate. Sienna hasn't returned home for two nights in a row, and she must be worried.