Dc Silver Swan Novels & Stories

Instead, their metal doors were stamped with a bright, shining symbol made of solid silver: a howling wolf head surrounded by three sharp silver swords. It was the Silver Crest. This was the official, terrifying emblem of the global Lycan Council. The vehicles stopped in a perfect line in front of the main building. The doors opened, and six elite Council executioners stepped out into the freezing wind. They wore heavy black leather coats with silver buttons, and their faces were completely covered by dark iron masks. They moved with a synchronized, chilling speed, their boots making heavy, rhythmic thuds against the white snow. Behind them walked a tall, older wolf with long white hair and

She moaned as I moved my fingers, even just a little bit, my little swan was very sensitive, and all her reactions made me want to toy with her a little more. “So, do you still want to go to campus? Instead of just laying here, receiving my full service?” I chuckled again, teasing her. “Campus, campus... yess... yess...” she said between her breathless pants, while my fingers started sliding in and out of her. “I think you mean yes to this, my little swan.” I leaned back down and started nibbling her sensitive bud with my tongue again. “Oh, yes, yes, yes... no, I mean...” Her voice was cut off by my fervent suckle on her clit, driving her numb with pleasure while my fingers kept pressing her

Alpha Douglas sat like a king on a horse that seemed to carry disdain as easily as it carried weight. The sun cut across him and turned his armor to a smear of light, his eyes were flat, predatory. When his gaze swept the valley and landed where I stood, it was not surprise I felt, it was the old, patient cruelty of a wolf that knows its teeth can outmatch any throat beneath it.

She was with him the first time she came here, and now she was alone. However, she wasn’t sad or disappointed. Her body and soul were ruined beyond repair… She was still calm; Silje realized that if a person was in too much pain, it could make that person tranquil. It was a gloomy winter day and too early for the park to be crowded with people. Oddly enough though, the lake was swarming with white swans. Staring at them, Silje suddenly felt something. The white swans… “…” The whiteness of them reminded her of ashes, bringing back the devastation to her heart.

As I pounced on Thomas, a strange voice encouraged the action from the back of my mind. "Get him!" I froze in surprise, Thomas and Lily quickly following suit. "Who are you?" I asked the voice in my head. "I'm you. Rather, I'm your wolf. My name is Silver." I had a picture in my mind of a wolf the color of moonlight, her head held high proudly. "I'm Kendra." I managed. She smiled and dipped her head in recognition. "Daddy, I met my wolf!" I half pranced, half waddled over to my very startled father. "Daddy?" He was looking at me in awe. So was the whole pack.

I didn't know I could depend on him like this, because honestly speaking I do not want to depend on anyone. "Don't get to close with any male species on the party Svanna. I have my eyes on you all the time" I heard him hissed while I'm leaning on his chest. "I'm not a friendly swan, you don't have to threaten me" I stated in a matter of fact tone. I heard him groan in I don't know reason and then he squeez my bare arm "I'm not threatening you, I just don't want to ruined the party" he grumble.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?