Blaze X Silver Novels & Stories

"We have stood in the frost of the morning, and the blood of challengers has been answered. We have stood before the council, and the truth of our bond has been spoken. But words and light are carried away by the wind. The final rite requires something that cannot be broken. It requires fire, and it requires earth." Xander turned back to the anvil. From a heavy leather pouch resting on the stone, he withdrew a solid ingot of pure, unblemished mountain silver. It gleamed coldly in his massive palm. "Silver for the strength of our pack," Xander declared, holding the metal up for the assembly to see. "Forged in the deepest heat, purified by the fire, capable of bending without breaking." He set

He wiped the blood from her hand, kissed her palm and lightly licked along the cut. “It will help heal quicker.” He whispered. She smiled at him. “Thank you.” He winked at her. “Now, you must each drink the blood of the past Alpha and Luna and of the new Alpha and Luna.” Mathew stated handing Blaze the chalice. Blaze took a drink form the chalice and then placed the chalice to Storm’s lips and she took a drink. After taking her turn, the wind shifted, making everyone shiver. “Do you, Blaze Asher SilverMoon accept the Alpha position of the SilverMoon pack?”

*Bang* Silver’s mother was forced to retreat due to the ferocity of the blow. Her large figure skidded across the ground, drawing up several kilograms of soil and dirt as she moved. Her eyes squinted into small needles as she cast them to her arms that had served as her shields in the clash. Although she had coated her arms with energy, the blades still hacked into her skin and there were two shallow cuts on her arm! She knew that she couldn’t take this lightly, but even she wasn’t expecting her inner energy coat to be breached so simply. After all, the opponent was still an Earth Wielder. And he was at the weakest level too!

Blaze turned the TV off and quickly came up to wrap his arms around my waist. “Hey Sugar…what a…comfortable outfit you have there for bed tonight,” his nose instantly going into my neck to begin inhaling my scent as he licked his mate’s marking spot on my neck over and over again as if he were prepping to mark me again. I moaned, “I thought ya’ll might like it,” I smirked straight at Blaze, waiting for his response to my subtle comment about wanting to show BOTH of them. “Oh, we DO!” Xerxes came up behind me, brushing my hair to the side Blaze was trying to prep to mark, so he could kiss my neck on the other side.

He was hauntingly terrifying and I noted never to cross him. Alpha Rhodes was tall, and sculpted perfectly. His muscles were defined, and not overbearing the way his counterparts were. While still tan, he was much paler and his skin was devoid of veins and scars. He looked effortlessly strong, natural. His arms and ribs were covered in delicate tattoos and I felt myself longing to trace them with my fingers. I shook my head, snapping my myself out of it as I gazed at his face. He was beautiful, long chestnut brown locks brushed against his shoulders and some light stubble dusted his jaw. His lips were thin but full, set against his subtly angled face. Most striking were his eyes, a tangled g

The sixth dawn since the truce broke silver across the Ridge. Frost glistened on pine needles, and breath rose in quiet clouds from the nostrils of riders moving in pairs-Ridge and Luna, russet and silver side by side down narrow trails between ancient trees. Their bannered cloaks hung low, dulled by mud and wear, but their pace was steady. The forest watched in hush.

nope this was caused by SILVER! It must have been a stupid silver blade that Jade had used, this was not good as I’m supposed to be trying to hold on as long as possible for Sapphire’s sake, but they played dirty and used silver which will drain my energy making me weaker with no access to Sapphire or her healing powers. ‘Hey, Aurora did I ever mention to you that we’re able to withstand silver!! Play it out though like its making us weaker and I’ll try to heal you on the sly.’ Sapphire giggled to me, no she never mentioned it but I’m very glad we are.

“Really? You both couldn’t watch me suffer, but you could suggest that I be pulled out of the life support, huh?” His breathing was ragged now and the two women knew they were in trouble. The veins around his temple were popping out, and they feared that he could snap at them at any point. Regina was more angry at Xavier for ratting them out. He could have remained professional and kept his mouth shut, but no, he just had to talk. “Mr. Silver, you need to calm down. You are not looking good. I know you are angry, but it would do your recovery no good if you do not allow yourself to rest.” Xavier said and tried to direct him back to the bed.

"She smells of old ink and terror. Tell me, little Scribe, can you see the way we all die just by touching our wine glasses? Or is your gift as limited as your lifespan?" I felt a surge of cold anger. These weren't just mobsters; they were nightmares in silk ties. I reached out and picked up my silver fork, feeling the history of the metal—the hands that had polished it, the mouths it had fed, the secrets whispered over it. "I see enough," I said, my voice projecting with a strength I didn't know I had. I looked Ligeia straight in her iridescent eyes. "I see that this silver was mined from a grave. And I see that the woman sitting across from me is deathly afraid of the dark. Is that why you

The silver in me rises, not to fight, not to crush, but to listen. Pressure mounts. I can barely breathe. I plant my feet. I don’t move. The silver holds—not exploding, not flaring. It anchors. The land listens too. Roots settle. Stones steady themselves. The surge folds in on itself, collapsing like a wave that meets solid rock. Lydia staggers, eyes wide. “What did you do?” she spits. “I stood where it breaks,” I say, quiet but firm. Silence. Real, complete silence. The observer woman lets out a slow breath. “So that’s the difference,” she says, almost to herself.