Silver Oath
Genre: Dark Romantic Fantasy
Kaelen Thorne has always been an outsider—a struggling mage-in-training in a quiet border village. But when his home is ravaged by a pack of werewolves, he unleashes a torrent of magic that should not exist in mortal blood. In the ruins, he finds Elira, a wounded elf whose violet eyes mark him as the heir to a forgotten dynasty. Bound to him by an ancient oath, Elira becomes both his protector and his curse.
Together they journey through burning villages, cursed forests, and the shadowed courts of vampires, unraveling secrets of Kaelen’s lineage. He is the last of the Thorne bloodline, destined to decide the fate of three warring races. Yet the prophecy that hails him as savior conceals a devastating truth: the peace his ancestors forged was built not on unity, but on sacrifice.
As Kaelen and Elira’s bond deepens into love, the cost of his destiny becomes clear. To end the war and save the realm, Elira must give her life. Torn between love and duty, Kaelen fights to defy fate—but Elira has already made her choice.
In the ashes of war, Kaelen will be remembered not as a hero, but as the last guardian of a promise sealed in fire and blood: the Silver Oath.
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Chapter: The Last FlameThe air was heavy with storm.Clouds hung low, black and swollen, as if the heavens themselves waited for blood to fall. The Crescent Fang gathered on the ridgeline, their eyes glinting with unease. News had spread: the vampires were moving again, not in scattered raiding packs, but in one great host—tens of thousands, pushing toward the valley where wolf and elf alike made their refuge.At the heart of the gathering stood Kaelen, his fire smoldering low, a constant ache under his skin. Elira was beside him, her presence steady, a tether to humanity he clung to. Lyra lingered nearby too, her smile too sharp, her eyes alight with a fever Kaelen did not trust.It was Faelar who stepped forward first, pale and cold as the moon. His wounds had healed, though his pride had not. “This is what comes of hesitation,” he said, his voice a hiss. “You play at control, at mercy. And now the leeches march unopposed, emboldened by your weakness.”Elira bristled. “He saved a child, Faelar. That is no
Last Updated: 2025-09-30
Chapter: Ashes of MercyThe girl’s scream split the night.The vampires were nearly upon her, claws flashing in the pale light. Kaelen’s body acted before his mind could form the thought. The fire surged from him in a torrent, bursting outward in a rolling wave of flame that devoured the shadows.The air exploded with heat. Vampires shrieked as they ignited, their bodies twisting in the inferno. Grass and trees blackened, smoke billowing skyward. Wolves scattered, howling as the firestorm ripped across the battlefield.Kaelen barely saw any of it. His focus was locked on the child. The fire bent around her, as if some hidden will shaped the inferno, leaving her untouched in a circle of untouched grass. She stared at him with wide eyes, her small form trembling but alive.But beyond her, carnage reigned.Several Crescent Fang wolves lay charred, their bodies smoking husks. Others staggered, their fur burned away in patches, their howls echoing with agony. Elira was on her knees, her cloak smoldering, her dagg
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Chapter: Shadows at DuskThe night after the trial carried an uneasy calm. The Crescent Fang moved with quieter steps, their earlier growls softened into murmurs. Though some still glared at Kaelen as if his very presence threatened them, others nodded in grim acknowledgment. He had proven himself, at least for now.But peace was short-lived.Scouts returned at dusk, their fur bristling, blood streaking their coats. “They come,” one rasped, collapsing before the firelight. “Not raiding parties this time. A host. An army.”The clearing filled with snarls and alarmed voices. Wolves bristled, snapping at each other in fear. Elira’s expression turned grave, her hand tightening on her dagger. Lyra only smiled, a predator’s grin in the face of danger.“They grow desperate,” she said, her voice carrying above the noise. “Good. Let them. Tonight, we show the leeches that Crescent Fang does not break.”Kaelen stood among them, the fire inside him stirring like it sensed what was coming. He had proven control in a tria
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Chapter: The Moonlit TrialThe Crescent Fang did not waste time. By the next night, the camp was alive with murmurs and restless energy. Wolves paced at the edges of the clearing, claws tearing grooves into the dirt. The air smelled of blood and smoke, still heavy from the last battle, but now it carried something sharper: anticipation.Kaelen stood in the center of it all, feeling every eye on him. The fire inside him burned quietly, like coals waiting to be stoked. Elira stood nearby, tense and watchful, while Lyra towered over the gathering with the authority of an Alpha.Her voice carried across the pack. “We have seen what the fire-born can do. We have seen his power consume friend and foe alike. Tonight, we decide if he is weapon or weakness. Tonight, he proves if he belongs among us—or if he burns against us.”A low growl rippled through the wolves, approval mixed with suspicion. Their amber eyes gleamed like sparks in the dark.Kaelen swallowed hard. “What kind of trial?”Lyra’s lips curved in a sharp g
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Chapter: Whisper's of the AncientsSleep came for Kaelen like a thief, dragging him under despite the turmoil in his chest. The fire in his veins had quieted after the battle, but his mind was far from peace. Exhaustion claimed him where he lay on the outskirts of the Crescent Fang’s camp, Elira keeping her silent watch nearby.But sleep did not grant rest.The dream returned.He stood again in a place that wasn’t real—a vast hall of stone and fire, its ceiling lost to shadow. Braziers burned without fuel, their flames white instead of gold. The air vibrated with power so ancient it felt older than the world itself.And then, he saw them.Figures cloaked in silver light, their faces indistinct, their eyes burning with knowledge and sorrow. Voices overlapped, weaving into a chant that was both prayer and curse. He couldn’t make out the words at first, only fragments, whispers slipping into his bones.“Blood of fire… born of betrayal…”“The Sundering… a wound unhealed…”Kaelen staggered forward, desperate to understand.
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Chapter: The Alpha's BarginThe night after the battle felt heavier than the fight itself. Smoke lingered over the clearing, clinging to Kaelen’s lungs. The scent of scorched fur still hung in the air, sharp and accusing. Wolves padded silently between the bodies of their fallen, their golden eyes dimmed with grief.Kaelen sat apart, his back against the charred trunk of a tree, head bowed into his hands. His palms still tingled with phantom heat, though the fire inside him was quiet now—quieter than it had ever been. That silence unnerved him more than its fury.He saw again the flames erupting from him, the way the wolves had screamed as they burned. Their eyes haunted him, accusing. I didn’t mean to… The words were hollow, even in his own mind.Elira crouched beside him, wiping ash from her blade. She said nothing at first, simply keeping watch while the Crescent Fang tended to their wounded. Her presence was steady, grounding. But when she finally spoke, her tone was sharp.“You lost control.”The words cut
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