Blaze X Silver Novels & Stories

She had to stand there and watch her mother lie motionless just out of reach, her own grief a heavy stone in her throat that she wasn't allowed to swallow. It’s now come down to her and Ashley. The two sisters were the final pillars of the Silver Fang. Silvia was the shield, anchored to the earth by her love for her family and her sheer refusal to let anyone else die. Ashley was the sword, lost in a trance of vengeance and power, closing the distance between herself and the man who had caused so much pain. Silvia looked at her sister, seeing the fire dancing around Ashley's hands, and she knew they were running out of time.

It could cleanse all evil in the world, and it shot right toward Titanzilla. Hardy, the Silver Moon Sky Wolf, unleashed his most talented Divine Technique, Cathode Freezing Light. A white flash of light pillar shot out from the silver moon on his forehead. The freezing aura coming from it chilled everyone's hearts. Andre, the Andromeda Tiger, roared. His roar shook the sky, and golden blades fell onto Titanzilla like a shower of flowers from the sky. As a metal-attribute Divine Beast, every golden blade was equivalent to divine-level mid-grade weapons. They were exceptionally sharp.

I had heard all that he said about how he had discovered silver blood and how he was experimenting on them for their power. There've been some that have died, but that didn't hinder his plans. All he wanted was power. From what I've seen from Hannah, who was a silver blood herself, they are considerably stronger than an average wolf. If she had training from a young age, she would have been more powerful than five alpha wolves combined. The fight continued to go on, with Bryan losing sorely, taking hits and punches from all sides, Alpha Jaxon not relenting a bit. He was going for the kill.

“What is going on here? I’m trying to have a date with Ayla, why are you both jumping down my throat? Yes, I’m being a gentleman. Yes, I’m aware that her back is tender. And yes, we had to borrow a pair of your underwear Maize. Can we please get off this mortifying topic, my mother and my sister are the last two people I want to share my sex life with.” “You better not have sex with her, Ben,” they both screamed at me simultaneously. Ben ignored them both, not even dignifying that with a response. Thankfully, they took his hint and moved on. “Look, we found out that she was part of the Thunder Pack, Ben,” Maize said with a sigh. My stomach knotted, a thrilled smile spreading across my lips.

And no matter how much I swore I loved Renzo, I could feel Blaze pulsing under my skin, pulling me closer every second. Blaze was a storm I couldn’t hold off forever. Golden hair, silver eyes, that wicked smile that promised both sin and ruin. Every time he looked at me, I felt my defenses crack. Last night proved the truth: if he pushed harder, I’d let him have me. And once his wolf stopped holding back, there would be no escape. "Renzo, I’m sorry. I only love you," I whispered, gripping the sink. "But Blaze’s desire… it’s consuming me. He won’t stop. And I’m terrified I won’t either."

they are not just resisting the silver ions. They are completely neutralizing them on contact, Valerie said, a cold, triumphant smile cutting across her face. As of six o'clock this morning, the entire southern warrior coalition consisting of over fifteen thousand elite combatants is completely immune to silver weaponry. A silver tipped bullet will do nothing more than bruise their skin. A silver blade will shatter against their muscle fibers. The entire courtroom erupted into a chaotic roar. Alphas in the gallery stood up, shouting, slamming their fists against the railings.

My whole body was corrupted by silver poisoning. It took three days in the hospital wing to bring me back from the brink of death. My mate, Kane, looked at me wrapped in layers of herb-soaked healing bandages. A flash of fear crossed his eyes. He turned to Isla and spoke slowly. "What exactly happened between you and Aurora on the balcony that day? She used to cherish her power so much. Why would she jump into molten silver over a simple threat?" Isla averted her gaze and looked pathetic.

Many other people helped out as well, and never once did they complain about it. All I could hear right now were snarls, bodies crashing against each other, and howls of pain. The stench of blood turned my stomach, but I ignored it for what was improtant. Every enemy that lunged at Thea met the same permanent end. Luckily for us I could utilize the gifts that came with being a silver wolf while she physically fought. In a combat scenario, we could produce a silver light the burned werewolves due to the silver particles in it. Likewise, we could also produce a mist out of it. However, we had to exert great caution with it though because it’d affect anyone that it touched, regardless of whose

He came onto the ground wearing a black hoodie with Black Joggers and two Swords could be seen hanging from his Waist. "So you are the Strongest among the players, Let's see you defeat me and my skills of the Berserker" said Silver Stone to which Miza just smiled. Miza was a swordsmen whereas Silver Stone was a berserker with a higher defense. Jake flied in the air again and the bell rang indicating the match has started. As Silver Stone was about to run and rush towards Miza, there was a black color lightning that struck right in front of Silver Stone. He looked at Miza and was terrified as Miza could be seen standing still with an evil smirk on his face and small black lightning sparks cou

“I’m not suppressing anything.” Liya suddenly stirred uneasily. “She sees us.” Fear rose higher inside me instantly. Bella looked genuinely surprised now. “You really don’t know.” My breathing became uneven. “Know what?” Bella glanced around the empty balcony carefully before speaking again. “Silver aura is ancient.” The words hit like stones inside my chest. “It doesn’t appear naturally in normal wolves.” The rogue’s voice echoed again inside my mind. “You were never weak.” Bella’s eyes locked onto mine. “Who taught you to hide it?”