Adam Silver With Hair Novels & Stories

I asked tentatively. “Uhm, I’m not…” I face palmed. “Look he obviously knows a lot about you okay? So I just rushed in here! He has this way about him” “Silver hair and Amber eyes” I just deadpanned “What?” She asked, probably because she didn’t hear me. “He has silver hair and Amber eyes, doesn’t he?” I asked louder this time. “Yes”, Mela perked up at that. I just sighed, “I’m not going”

My words get stuck in my throat. "W-Why're you standing so close to me?" I finally stammer out. I have no room to move. "I just wanted to see if your ears still turn red when you get flustered?" Adam smiles. "I guess I'm right." "Get away from me," I hiss. To his credit, he takes a step back, but then he lifts his hand, taking a strand of my silver hair and bringing it to his lips. "You looked gorgeous with black hair, but silver hair makes you look ethereal."

“My son—Harry, he’s in this class and he swears there’s a little girl with silver hair. He said she sits by the window and he even tried talking to her, but she wouldn’t respond.” The teacher pressed her lips together, her eyes narrowing slightly as if weighing my words. “Ma’am, to be honest, we have blondes, brunettes, and a handful with jet-black hair. But no one with silver hair. If there were, she’d stand out instantly. Someone like that would be impossible to miss.”

I had no clue. “One thousand gold pieces.” I said hoping that was going to be enough money. Cadogen let out a whistle. “You’re steep. Have you really never been touched?” his eyebrow arched quizzically. “I’m not a prude if that is what you are asking but I have never been intimate that way with a man.” I sat back wishing I would have said a different price. Maybe that was too high. He sat a moment longer, rapping his fingers on the table.

The smell of another omega. -You finally wake up- that feminine voice was present and Silver turned his head towards the door. She was a small woman, shorter than her and slim. She had beautiful wavy reddish hair, long to her hips, and her eyes, though she couldn't see them well, looked hazel. By the light in the room he realized that he was young perhaps 24-25 years old. The omega came over and sat on the edge of the bed, feeling Silver's forehead.

It was an unnatural silence, as if even the air had stopped moving. A steadily growing light appeared in the distance, cutting through the gloom. As the glow intensified, I saw a woman with long, silver hair walking toward me. She was talking to an older woman who shared the same striking shade of hair. My mind immediately flashed back to Alpha Storm. He had that same weird, silver hair color. Does it mean something? I wondered, shivering despite the lack of wind. Is this a memory? Or am I watching something happening right now somewhere else?

“Natalie!” “I am here,” I say in reassurance as I reach for him. “I am right here.” He calms down noticeably before freezing, eyes wide in shock staring at me. “What?” I ask. “Is there something on my face?” I ask as I rub my hands to wipe off any drool. “No,” he whispers. “No. Natalie, your hair?” “My hair? What about it?’ “It's silver.” What?! “What?!” I exclaim as I reach for my hair, pulling the strands to my face.

We knew each other? I tried to rack my brain through the long list of patients I had seen and the high-profile people I had met as a Luna, but I couldn’t recall anyone with sparkling sliver hair, and those dangerously alluring, black, thick tattoos. Oh! But royals got silver hair only when they matured and came of age to take the throne. So I must have met this man in his twenties by the latest.

I commented, staring, no- glaring at his now purple hairs. 'I told you blond doesn't suit me! Purple does! It's the color of my powers!' "That was Silver! Not blond you dimwit!" "Excuse me? Whose a dimwit here?" "Isn't that not obvious? Who else had his head frozen and turned to silver here? Not me, you!" "You!"

He smiled at me, “Don’t worry about them. Keep eating if that’s what you wish to do.” I leaned into his touch contentedly, when a high-pitched voice called his name. Both of us turned to see who it was. Walking towards us was Sarah Silvers. Her blonde hair was styled to be sleek and straight, and her gown was black with a slit in the skirt that reached all the way up to her hip. My eyes widened at seeing the way her hips swayed as she walked. She looked incredibly sexy. Unlike me, she was every bit the part of a rich alpha’s daughter, I thought bitterly.