Danny Silver Novels & Stories

Alexa cuts in excitedly. Facing her, "What do you mean by my face has changed, Alexa?" I was getting more confused by the minute. "Okay, you need to see it for yourself to know what we are saying." Saying this, she grabbed my hand, brought me to the car door window, and pointed, "Look.". Still confused, I slowly turned my head to the window and was shocked by what I saw. My straight ebony-black with strips of silver has completely turned into wavy silver with strips of gold and is reaching my waistline.

Ann answered the call and Silver quickly brought the phone to her ear before she responded. “Ann” “Hey Silver…”. She paused. “Are you okay? Because you sound as if you are crying”. Ann said and Silver sniffed in. “His gone” “I don't understand, who is gone?”. Ann sounded confused. “Dante” “Okay Silver. Calm down…breath and tell me what happened”

Danny yelled, "Darrell you’ve got to stop watching romantic comedies.” Affronted, Darrell sat back. Jogging his chin at Danny as he demanded, “Well, what do you watch?!” Without missing a beat, Danny dryly answered, “The Blacklist.” Darrell shook his head. “Of course you do.” Danny shrugged, “James Spader is a fucking genius,” taking a drink.

And I was done living like a secret. Done being protected into silence. If the world wanted to hunt the silver fox, it was going to learn something my mother’s bloodline had always known: Silver doesn’t break easily. And foxes? Foxes don’t stay caged.

Daniel POV "I swear to God, Daniel, I saw Zyra. She came out of a car and attacked me," Silver said. "I don't think you know what you're saying," I told her. "Zyra should have been gone by now. If she wasn't, why hasn't she come back to me?" Silver's face tightened. "I just told you I saw her and that's the best you can say? You think I'm stupid? You think I'm seeing things?" She pointed to her neck. "Look, my neck is empty.

It seemed like a lot of Donovan’s men didn’t know that she had a silver wolf with her – one of the legendary wolves in this history. “What the f*ck!” Donovan’s voice boomed as he glared at everyone – especially his betas. “Get her! And give that bastard son of a b*tch to me! I will deal him myself!” Donovan added angrily. But before his betas could even move, Silver already ran towards Duncan – to save him. She couldn’t believe that she was feeling so light – and something truly changes in the way Silver moves. She was faster, stronger, and fiercer.

silver said trying so hard not to think negative. . . .

He thought about the gold in his own eyes and what Sera had said: I could see it even when you could not. He thought about his father's silver eyes in the last two years. The specific quality of a person who had chosen, deliberately and over time, to let the wrong things run. His father had become a man whose wolf had gone silver and whose decisions had produced consequences that had taken five years of repair work to partially address. He thought, "That is not who I am." He thought: that is the most important thing I know about myself this morning. He thought, "Ronan was right."

Danny walked toward the window, his hand reaching for the paper. "Danny, don't," Elias warned, standing up. But the journalist in Danny was already in control. He picked up the note. As his fingers touched the obsidian, a jolt of ice-cold energy shot up his arm, and for a split second, he didn't see the library. He saw a woman standing in the mist, her eyes identical to his own, screaming a warning he couldn't hear. The note simply said: Ask him about the 'Silver Treaty of 1998.' Ask him how your mother really died.

Elara’s POV Even with an injured leg dragging behind him, Silver still found a way to smile. “Donna!” he exclaimed, trying to run to hug her. Along the way, he tripped, fell on his face and then, continued running. Donna’s face was a mixture of alarmed and concerned as he pulled her into a hug. “What the hell?” she mouthed to me. Silver leaned back, a wide grin on his face. “I’m your uncle Silver.” “I dont’ have an uncle Silver,” she said slowly.