Books By Jordan Silver Novels & Stories

Clara’s POV The Silvermoon court had always been a place of power. Not the loud, overwhelming kind that demanded attention like the Lycan Kingdom… but a quieter, colder power. The kind that watched, calculated, and waited. It felt different today. Tense, and heavy, my guts whispered to me, that an unusual thing was about to happen. I sat beside Derrick on the right side of the grand hall, my posture straight, my chin slightly lifted, the perfect image of a Luna.

Let alone the tights and… I glanced at my feet… ballet flats? “That looks great on you!” “Huh?” I looked up at Logan, who was now buttoning up a dark blue polo shirt. I hadn't even seen him pull his own clothes out. “You were starting to spiral.” Silver said gently. “I took control just for a moment to break you out of the loop.” With those words, the anxiety that had started to grow at the missing time vanished like mist evaporating before the rising sun. Silver was just looking out for me like she always was.

I read on; “Their wolf forms are larger than the average wolf. They are faster and possess a healing ability that regenerates at the rate of a hundred.” Wow! They must be incredibly powerful, I thought. I wondered if these Silver Bloods were real, though. I’d never heard of them before. Then again, I’d never heard of much outside the Raven Falls pack until I arrived here. I read a little more before I reached the end. It was a fascinating story, but I couldn’t understand why the book was in the history section. I didn’t really believe in Silver Bloods, but the idea was intriguing. After placing the book back on the shelf, I walked out of the history section and made my way to the fiction sec

Was there an attack? The council has been concerned about Elle’s latest moves, especially now that the Willowa and Diamond Claw packs have been given a portion of Silver Run in return for their original land. Silver Run is the largest and richest territory in the United States, it’s the size of Pennsylvania and she’s just trading it for other alpha’s territory. It’s unheard of and it’s got the council terrified. Could they have attacked? Both Silver Run and New Moon are exceptional warriors, but we could never win against Council warriors. Every single one is half feral, their wolves forced to suppress their mate bond. A wolf denied their mate is dangerous.

It does not get there. "Eighth. Listen now. I have one warning the pearl will not let me give you twice. The Silver is awake. The Silver has been awake for two centuries. The Silver wears a body. The body is in your kingdom. She has been writing letters to your line for four generations and your grandmother burned them and your father burned them and your mother could not. She wrote your courtship. She wrote your fall. She wrote me into your dreams tonight to soften you for what she will say to you next. *I am not your enemy.* That is what I am supposed to tell you. I am telling you the opposite. The Silver is your enemy. The Silver wants the Black. The Black wants the Silver. The hosts are

Instead, he replied with actual books I’ve read before in my first life that he firmly hated. “‘Darkness Within’ is my first recommendation. Absolutely amazing. ‘Death, are you real?’ is also good, as well as ‘The Next Morning’. Those three are my best picks.” I blinked several times, visibly surprised. Earlier events completely shoved to the side as this new discovery of Cassius Silverton reading thriller books had me utterly nonplussed.

I am going to finish The Silver Dragon book 3 before starting to write up The White Witch. Again, thank y'all for your support throughout this journey. Check out my other books The Silver Dragon, book 2 of the series, Family Secrets, and book 3, Revenge (Still in the works).

Liora leads, her instincts pulling her forward, Aria’s pulse a quiet beacon. The first trap triggers without warning—a pressure plate clicks under Torin’s boot. Kael’s shout cuts the air: “Down!” Silver darts hiss from hidden slits in the walls, glinting like vipers as they streak toward us. I shove Liora behind me, Atlas surging, claws extending as I slash at the barrage. Metal clangs off stone, darts embedding with sharp thunks. One grazes my arm, silver burning like acid through my veins, but Liora remains untouched—the darts veering away as if repelled by her very presence, her Silver Blessing a silent shield.

"Yes, sweet, my child I am the moon goddess and I created the Lycans but because of their greed, I was forced to take the spirit of the Lycans away and make them ordinary werewolves. My heart bled that very day I did so. It was too painful for me to witness but I had to do what was right. I was so grieved that I gave them a way out against the wishes of the other goddesses and gods. They believed it was undeserved because my children were the cause of the war, to begin with." "A savior will be born 10,000 years to come; she will be the only silver wolf ever seen uniting your world and regaining back your authority over the supernatural brings alongside her mate. Only through her can the prop

Kaden’s POV I was fine with Silver’s big mouth until he started talking to Elara. As it turned out, there was a lot in the field of elemental theory that I did not realize could make for an interesting two-hour conversation. Elara had not even glanced at me once in the last thirty minutes. “They always say fire and water complement each other so I was thinking,” Silver said. “If your fire met my water, it would produce steam, right?” “Well, yes, if I control the temperature of the fire well enough.”