Romans & histoires Hellsing Seras Victoria

She had long lashes ,green eyes ,long black hair ,pink plump lips and had three piercings on her ear . " What the hell!" She exclaimed then something clicked into her . ' wasn't this the appearance of the Villianess in A Taste of love? She then suddenly laughed at her ridiculous thought but then again it was the truth. The girl was really beautiful that she was very popular for her pretty look. " Jade, you must have gone crazy, come on close your eyes and open " she muttered then after opening her eyes , she was still same . ' what the hell is going on !!!!! She internally screamed .

“He’s a wild card. He’s dangerous.” “And so is Erethar,” Amaria replied. “Serros is the only one who’s fought him and survived.” “He’s unstable,” Vaelith snapped. “He’d burn down the heavens just to light a cigarette.” A slow, dry clap echoed through the hall. Every head turned. Serros stood in the archway, cloaked in shadows, tall and lean with silver-white hair that curled wildly around his shoulders. His eyes were a violent shade of violet, glowing faintly in the dim light. A smirk twisted his lips.

I could feel them closing the distance with every second—not tracking us, hunting us, and there was a difference in how that felt. "Sera," I said. She was already moving—stepping away from the group, facing upslope, her hands coming up with violet fire already climbing her fingers. She looked, in this moment, nothing like the careful scholar who had picked her way through vampire archives speaking careful lies. She looked like something that had been afraid for a very long time and had found the end of it.

"What do you mean, caged?" "I mean someone paid someone to block your wolf. A spell. A ritual. Whatever it was, it had enough power to keep a Silverveil from waking for years." She tilted her head and her eyes narrowed. "What's your name?" "Sera." The change in her face was instant. The flat look dropped away and her eyes widened and her mouth opened and she took a step back and looked at me again, really looked, her eyes running over my face and my belly and the blood and the fading glow on my hands.

“It’s not.” I shake my head. “You’re wrong,” I say. “I can stop it.” “And lose everything?” she asks. “I don’t care,” I say. She grips my wrist. Weak. But determined. “I do,” she says. Pain stabs my chest. “I will not lose you,” I say. “You won’t,” she answers. “Not like that.” Sera steps forward. “I’ll do it,” she blurts. We all turn to her. “I’ll take her place,” Sera says. “Let the chamber feed on me.”

Sera’s POV “I’d love to officially introduce myself. My name is Sera Voss.” My voice didn’t waver. “Princess of the Voss pack. Official heir to the throne. And as of tonight—” I glanced at Dorian beside me, “—the fiancée of the Continental Alpha. I grinned at the look of horror on Eli and Mira’s face. I felt the shift in the room even before anyone said a word.

“I am Victor’s daughter. I am poison. Everything you have fought against is in my blood.” Dante cupped my face with both hands. His thumbs brushed away the fresh tears that fell. His eyes were intense and full of something deeper than anger. “You are Serena. The woman who walked into my penthouse with her head high and signed a contract that scared her to death. The woman who fought me even when her body wanted to surrender. The woman I am falling in love with. You are not poison. You are my reason to fight harder. You are the light in all this darkness. Blood does not define you. Your choices do. And you chose us.”

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I – The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 7: The Secret He Should Never Have Spoken. ​The courtyard of the High Temple was suffocatingly still, with the strong scent of ozone and spilled black blood hanging heavily in the air. ​Vaelor stood over Nysera, his lips twisted into a sneer of absolute triumph as he gazed down at her battered, hollow form. He was drunk on victory, utterly convinced he had escaped every consequence of his actions.