Hellsing Seras Victoria 소설 & 이야기

Not Viktor this time. A woman. Forty maybe. Dark hair cut sharp. The kind of clothes that cost money without advertising it. She stopped when she saw Lia holding the pipe and raised both hands slowly. "I'm not here to hurt you," she said. "Then why are you in my building at ten at night." "Because I couldn't find another way to get to you without Caspian knowing first." She lowered her hands slightly. Careful. "My name is Sera. I work for Viktor Raines."

- Taehyung Kensington ------------- Name : Amelia Ashford ; Age : 21 With a heart as vast as the ocean and a mind as sharp as the keenest blade, Seraphina embodies the epitome of kindness, love, and unwavering strength. Her presence commands attention, not just for her striking beauty or effortless elegance, but for the sheer force of her personality—a magnetic aura that draws people in like moths to a flame. But beneath her gentle exterior lies a spirit forged in the fires of adversity, a soul as fierce as it is tender, unyielding in the face of injustice and unafraid to speak truth to power. Savage for those who were do badmouthing about her and her one and only life her father, If she hea

A monotone cheerful voice interrupts us before I can tell Sera that Vincent isn’t anything like Charles. I don’t need to turn around to see who it is. His slithery cold aura speaks for itself. “What do you want?” Sera hisses, vitriol dripping from her voice. “A word with you, Miss Verdant.” Sera slowly drops her hands from my shoulders. I turn to face Rhys. He’s smiling, and it looks fake as hell. “Sure,” I say tightly. “If you do anything to her, I’ll kill you.” Sera warns as she lets me go.

Callista and Alex were the first to greet me. “You look stunning, Sera,” Callista hugged me. She wore a silver dress that made her blue eyes sparkle even more. “But you also look tense.” “I am tense,” I admitted honestly. “Viktor is coming and I don't know what he has planned for tonight.” Alex, who stood beside Callista with his hands on his hips in a possessive manner similar to Kaelos, said, “We'll be here. If he crosses any line, diplomatic or otherwise, Kaelos and I will handle it.”

sera pov "Curses, monsters, ghosts, the underworld, armies of witches, sacrifices, legends, werewolves, moonlight magic, they were legends that no one believed in and I didn't believe in these things until I went to that island and my voyage of exploration turned into a real tragedy I don't know if I would have survived or not” It was just a quest to explore some treasure I didn't know that everything would change; My beliefs, thoughts and even my life have changed since I arrived on that island. writing this now so that if I die, I want the world to know all that has happened to me and all that WIC is doing and its plans to take over humanity and the world. My name is sera and this is what

the assistant priest explained. The duchess cried harder when she realized what happened. How could Sera sacrifice herself for her? Didn’t she think about what she would feel when she saw her in that state? “Did she know magic?” the doctor asked. “Yes. She had been learning healing magic lately.” It was Xander who answered the doctor’s question. “That explains the double dose.” Sera’s brothers sighed. What was she thinking? She could’ve asked for help instead of taking matters into her hand.

“You are my redemption. My everything. I’m sorry for every scar I left on your heart.” They made love right there on the penthouse floor — slow, emotional, and incredibly intimate. Sera came with a soft, broken cry, and Cassian followed, spilling deep inside her while whispering endless apologies and declarations of love. Even Victor seemed momentarily stunned by the raw display of devotion. The Turning Point As they caught their breath, still joined, Sera looked up at Victor with sudden clarity. “You don’t want our companies,” she said quietly. “You want revenge. Because Cassian took the life you wanted. The power. The woman.”

Victor's fixation had transferred from mother to daughter, and Sera had spent years trying to build a case that would stop him before he could complete the transfer. And she'd failed. Not because her case wasn't strong enough. Because she ran out of time. Because Victor found out she was close and did whatever he did to ensure she couldn't finish. The car accident. The bruises on her wrists. The petechial hemorrhaging that didn't match a traffic collision. Sera died two weeks after writing her last letter, the one that said he knows I have the documents. Two weeks between discovery and death. That was how long Victor gave the woman he claimed to love before he eliminated her.

“We need to find her before they do. If we can convince her to ally with us instead, it might turn the tide in our favor.” --- In the depths of the forest, Viktor and his entourage reached Seraphine’s lair. The witch’s home was an ancient, twisted tree, its roots glowing with a faint, eerie light. The air around it was thick with magical energy. Viktor approached cautiously. “Seraphine, we seek your aid,” he called out. A moment later, Seraphine emerged from the shadows. She was a tall, slender woman with pale skin and dark, flowing hair. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural light, and she exuded an aura of immense power.