Amy X Silver Novels & Stories

“Tell her the stakes, about you. She deserves to know.” Silver shook his head, looking so comfortable with another woman’s hands on his body. “She won’t get it. Amy is like a butterfly. She deserves to be free.” His voice was sad. That ache in my chest returned with full force, What the hell was happening to me? A strange light emitted from her hands into his body. Fire. He watched her with a subtle fondness. Looking at them side by side, she was perfect for him. Her blue eyes and his hazel eyes. Her black hair and his light blonde. Her fire and his water.

It was not hard for her to gather what kind of disaster took place here last night. “You!” Aramis’ eyes landed on her and anger took over him. “You said the second potion will help me with my urges. Then how the fuck does you explain this bullshit?” he screamed as he pointed at Layla, who was sobbing and feeling embarrassed. “I don’t know. It worked every other time.” Silver didn’t like how he was acting in front of Layla. First, poor Layla didn’t even know what they did and second, now she realized all this time it was not even her he was spending time with.

Silver was laughing now, really laughing, her head thrown back, her hair flying. This was it. This was the version of her I wanted to see every day. I pressed the accelerator again. The car sped up. Then I saw it. The red light, it was close and fast. I hit the brakes. Nothing happened, it didn't halt. I hit them again. Harder. The pedal sank to the floor. The car kept moving. "Henry?" Silver's voice was different now. Scared. "I'm sure it's fine." "Henry, the light—"

" I want you to watch me kill your Master, burning the whole kingdom to the ground. " Xenia flinched as Silver's smile didn't disappear as if he says something normal. " Watching me doing what I want finally, that way you can redeem yourself. " ...................... To be continued

Her expression unreadable. And beside her—Silver. Still handsome. Still perfectly pressed. But older now, and not as tall. Not as broad. Not as commanding. His jaw flexed when he saw Alexander. Then, almost robotically, Silver stood and extended a hand. “Brother,” he said, tone clipped. Alexander stared at it. Then walked right past. Silver’s face didn’t twitch, but the silence that followed was deafening. Across the room, a boy fidgeted. He couldn’t have been more than twelve. Blond hair. Wide eyes. He kept stealing glances at Alexander like he couldn’t decide if he was afraid or fascinated.

This time from Violet, she placed a hand on Samantha’s arm as she lowered her hand. “I am Samantha Silver. The AL-PHA of the SilverFang pack. I’ll thank you to not call me Luna, or ‘Hot Little Lady’ I demand the same respect from you that I have offered you. You may call me Alpha Sam or Alpha Samantha, whichever you prefer.” Her eyes flashed again, as more silver flecks appeared in her eyes. Another stronger wave of warning flooded the room and a few betas shifted nervously in their places.

“ Well, our partnership means a lot to me because I feel we both can mend our broken friendship through this. So, I wouldn’t want our partnership to end because of something that can be fixed. Let Maya take the place of Lydia. She’s more beautiful and endowed in the right parts of her body than Lydia is after all, “ Silver said with his gaze never leaving Maya. “ Excuse me, Sir, what? “ Maya rushed to ask Silver with a shocked expression on her face. Did I just hear Silver well? Maya should take Lydia’s place as the model for the photoshoot. Was he joking? “ You're joking, right? “ I asked Silver with a neutral expression on my face, while Maya looked like she would pass out any moment due t

he said, grinning. She tried her best to smile, but couldn’t. Aaron was instantly beside her, placing an arm over her shoulder. “Hey. What’s wrong?” he asked, cupping her chin, lifting her face to meet his eyes. Keyah looked at him sadly. She wished she could lie just so she could spend more time with him, but it wouldn’t be fair on either of them. She held up her father’s diary. “Silver Wolves apparently are only ever allowed to mate with others from the pack. They’ll not accept you as my fated mate. I’m afraid I’ll have to continue this journey on my own.”

Silver questions confused Eddie doesn't answer because he knows it'll make her upset so Damien says "your friend, he's calling your friend a freak." "Eddie what the fuck?!" Silver barks at him "what's wrong with you?" "Dude" Eddie glares at Damien, "I was joking babe-" He tries to grab her but she moves away "don't" she takes her bag, "do fucking better" she walks away. "Sil come on!" Eddie yells after her as she's leaving their table "what the fuck was that?" He looks back at Damien "Stop being a dick and maybe she'll stop getting so easily pissed off" Damien stands after saying that

I said sarcastically. The girl didn’t falter; instead, she asked more questions. “Oh, cool, do you really die from a silver bullet? And transform during the full moon? How about wolfsbane? Does it really kill you?” Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. Okay, it was time to end this. I leaned in slightly, my voice dropping an octave. “Let’s just say this,” I began, “I wouldn’t recommend trying to kill us, especially on a full moon. Silver bullet or not, you might find yourself torn limb from limb.”