Novels by Elaine Silver

Calliope The steady pulsing throb of every vein in my body accompanied by an instant ache woke me from what felt like a deep sleep. The muffled sounds of people talking slowly reminded me of my surroundings. What happened? And why don't my eyes want to open? I urged my body to move, but it refused. I felt the sensation of a warm pulse against my neck, the musky smell of smoke mixed with a sweet vanilla put me at ease. I felt my heart start to slow, my panic subsiding, I tried to snuggle in closer into Alexander's big sturdy arms. I felt him shift beneath me as the voices grew louder. I tried to focus on the words, but it felt like my ears were filled with cotton. At last the sounds began to come into focus, one voice rang out above all the others. I must still be dreaming because that sounds like... "No one is doing anything until I have my daughter back." "She doesn't belong to you anymore Clara you made a deal- "That deal means nothing now Elirond! And she was never

Alexander "Ahem, if I may interrupt your majesty. It is a pleasure to meet you, but I find myself curious as to what has prompted this unscheduled visit." I say cautiously. She whipped her head in my direction, the look of disgust quickly flashing across her face before melting into a plastered smile. "As I said before, I am here to celebrate my daughter's wedding day. Now is that such a crime?" She said clutching her imaginary pearls. The sarcasm dripping heavily from her words. "I think the boy is questioning your choice of plus ones that have accompanied you my dear wife," Elirond spat back at her. "Ah yes. Well you see because of the thoughtful little parting gift that you left me with when I was banished from my home I had to come up with some other way to return. Without killing us both of course. And I knew that after my little reunion with Oberon I realized that my own kind would likely offer no assistance. You made sure of that. So, I used what little magic I had left

Alexander "Kael," I scowled. The sound of chaos in the pews behind me was barely heard amidst the blood rushing to my ears. "Oh don’t look so sour Alex, it's nothing personal. Besides I was invited," the smug look on his face and his use of my name so flippantly enraging me further. A sudden gust of wind bellowed beside me making me clutch onto Calliope harder, her figure still limp in my arms. I see a green cloak waft in front of us quickly before I hear a voice chime in. "You are not welcome here and you were most certainly not invited. Now leave while you are still able to do so Kael," Elirond's voice boomed so loud I felt the floor shake beneath me. Magic had definitely been awoken, whether that was a good or bad thing had yet to be seen. I glanced down at Calliope’s unconscious face. Her soft features had contorted into a look of pain. I carefully wiped away the blood trail slowly dripping from her eye like a tear. I half expected the blood itself to be gold, but I gue

Alexander The melodic sound of the choir starting up lets me know that it is time. I face the door and see it swing inwards. When my eyes land on Calliope my mouth goes dry, i’m frozen, unable to move or even blink. She is always beautiful, but the way she is walking towards me with the hint of a smile makes my heart stop and by the looks of the people in the pews I am not the only one. It feels like forever before she finally reaches me, Elirond releases her hand into mine and with a piercing look pats me hard on the shoulder in a motion of approval. I slowly walk us back toward the officiant, taking my time, basking in this moment with her. The way her small hand fits in mine feels like home. I don’t understand my feelings towards her, but I know that I am willing to die to protect what is mine and whether she feels it or not she is exactly that. Mine. The sound of the robbed man speaking in front of us is drowned out by the loud voice in my head going over my plans one mo

Calliope When I finally felt ready Adylin called for Mae to accompany me to the ceremony as she went ahead to prepare the guests. The hallways were silent with anticipation, the only sound was the quiet rustling of my dress dragging behind me. I turned a corner to see Elirond standing tall dressed in what I assumed to be formal wear for the Fae, a long emerald green cloak overtop of a golden metal plates over his chest that looked similar to armor. His long hair was tucked behind his ears putting them on full display. Their points so pronounced they looked almost sharp. Reflexively I reached to touch my own and was surprised to find that they had changed. Which should have been no surprise. So much about me had changed in the last few days I hardly recognized myself at all. It made this whole thing alot easier. It felt more like I was an outsider watching my life through someone elses eyes. Just a few days ago I was a college student itching to get away and now I would do any

Calliope Mae and Adylin were flitting around the room doing last minute touches on my hair. The golden metal charms that are scattered in a random pattern hung in it makes it feel heavy and jingle when I move. The white laced gloves I have on feel foreign, but not uncomfortable. Elirond explained that it was traditional for the bride to wear them in Alexander’s culture so I obliged hoping he would notice and appreciate the gesture. The rest of my ensemble was indicative of Fae culture so it really didn’t matter what I wore, none of it was familiar to me anyways. Instead of a white dress I wore the house colors of the Silverthornes which was green and gold. My dress was more like a gown, long and flowing with a tight gold metal corset over the top of my dress with little to no give that made it difficult to move or breathe for that matter. The fabric was like nothing I had ever felt before, soft like silk with more layers than I could count, but weightless a