Elsie Silver Novels & Stories

For Elizabeth, that night was a game-changer. The corridors were empty as Elizabeth strolled around with Anaj tailing her from behind. The garden was blooming with fine emerald leaves, and white roses. Her mother, the Queen, has always been fond of white roses. Behind the bushes, across the corridor, was Penelophe plucking a few weeds off the ornaments. "Penelophe..." Elizabeth called on her. "Elizabeth, my dear princess. What brought you to the garden?" Penelophe asked, her eyes observing the cleavage that popped out of Elizabeth's tight, pastel-blue gown.

With that, the old men never felt regretful about their lack of a lover and had an exciting life. Audrey and the rest could not resist laughing. To think the old bunch who urged their students to get married would be targeted instead. Silver scolded Sugar, “Go explore the garden and stop appearing in front of me. I shouldn’t have called you over.” Elisa stood up at the right time and grinned. “I can go on a walk with Sugar outside. Walking around a little helps ease digestion.” Silver replied, “Then you better prepare more food. Sugar will say she’s hungry again after the stroll and demand food. I felt as if I was raising a pig when I raised her. I can’t even exchange her for money.

Elizabeth asked, chuckling. We came here in her pink car. It was quite unbelievable that technology was part of their lives. "Yes, but not that. There must be a class." I told them. Looking around the store. It didn't seem like I was not on the earth. "This one is perfect." Silver held the silky black long dress, thin strips, a long cut on one side of it. "Yes, perfect." Elizabeth clapped her hands. It would cover most of me. "Yea, perfect." I agreed. But I wasn't certain.

The night was chilly and Ivy shivered as she turned around, feeling as though someone was watching her. Suddenly, a bright light illuminated the sky, and Ivy saw a figure of a woman made of moonlight descending from the heavens. She was beautiful, with pale skin and long silver hair that glowed in the night sky. Ivy felt a wave of fear wash over her as the goddess approached. The goddess looked at her kindly and spoke in a gentle voice. "My child, I have watched you. I saw your struggles and I hear your pleas, don't worry. Everything will turn out fine."

But if there's one thing I need right now, that is him. "So, what can I do for you, Gwen?" he finally spoke after minutes had passed. "Well…. I don't know if I should ask you about this, but…" my throat constricted, but I swallowed it down to keep going. This would be hard because, aside from elucidating my situation is not my cup of tea, I'm not sure if he can help me sort this out. However, I'll try. "Do you have any background about Lady Catheleia? The mother of Silver werewolves?"

She's been so worried. "Thank you." I replied, pushing her away gently. Then Reece ruffled her hair. "Eilly Eilly! You've been worried." He said, and gave her a hug. That made me only more uneasy. When was she going to quit acting like the angel? We all decided to go down to the living room to get something to eat, when Theo pulled me aside. "Is there…?" I was asking, but he kept his eyes trained on Eileen. "She's a silver wolf."

It would be good if I stayed in my study but, no I have to come here and now it's hard to deal with it. "Hello guys......did you miss me?" Silver came shouting excitedly and waving her hand. She's the daughter of dad's Pa. Her mother died when she's two. She came here when her father came and slowly we all siblings bond to her. She's our little sister, our princess. She sat beside me and took my hands and laid her head on my shoulder. "Hy princess" Grandpa said to her which made her giggle. "Silver, did you eat something?" Mom asked her before she reply Alex cut off and said

“How could you? She’s your granddaughter; you hit her with silver. Do you want to kill her?” Eira’s grandmother sneered, completely unfazed. “You don’t understand. Silver is the only thing that can draw out the witch-blood coursing through her veins. She needs it—and it must be done.” “You’ve lost your mind!” I snapped, furious, though I forced myself to stay calm. “I’ll call the psychiatric ward and make sure you get proper care.” “You won’t make me leave!” she screamed, her voice breaking. “I’ll stay and finish what needs doing. I have to purge the filth from Eira.”

"Then trust me to find out who that is, no matter what. Nothing will change the fact that I am your daughter." For a long time, she said nothing. "At least wear this," she said, reaching into the small chest by her bed. She took out a thin silver necklace with a tiny crescent charm, old and slightly tarnished. "It was mine. It will remind the Moon Goddess to watch you." I took it with both hands, my throat tightening. "I'll keep it safe, thank you Mama." When I fastened it around my neck, her tears started again, quiet this time, running freely down her cheeks as she tried to smile. "You've grown so fast, Regina," she whispered. "Too fast, it felt like it was just yesterday."

My suspicion was that he would kill me within a few days, when he would be sure that the antidote was working properly. I walked along the path of the garden, my feet not making a sound. The night was cold. I ran a hand through my hair. “Fuck this place,” I muttered under my breath. I had never seen an estate look as dead as House Silverclaw. The people here were strange as well. A woman cried under that huge Cherry Blossom tree every single day. Another woman strolled the garden with her maids every day as well. Sometimes I saw Sully from the balcony with a white-haired beautiful woman. That was Rose Silverclaw. I had seen her at banquets before. The woman who cried under the cherry blossom