Elsie Silver Vk Novels & Stories

"Excuse me, who are you? Are you a technical expert? Do you have the degrees of those engineers in our Silver Group? Why should we work with you?" I narrowed my eyes. Evelin continued to say, "Silver Fang is a top ten group in New York. Do you know how many companies are waiting to cooperate with us? Why should we choose your stupid software? Just because you were once the eldest daughter of Eclipse?" Veronica was about to say something when she was interrupted by my eldest uncle, Keegan Felton. He was also Evelin's father.

I panicked. "No, keep walking. I'll explain." Silver shook her head. Silver made her sit on the bed edge and shook her strongly by shoulders, "Betty,'' I wasn't expecting her to respond so soon. Elizabeth blinked her eyes and looked at Silver. Bending, I looked in her eyes. I let out the air. They were green once again, " Did I do something?" Her voice was full of terror. Silver sighed in relief and sat next to her, "You predicted something. I couldn't decipher." She placed her head over her shoulder.

she said. Aetos blinked a couple of times. He was confused as he doesn’t understand anything. It was like he was been played and messed up but he can't do anything. "Just what then hell have happened?" he muttered to himself and walked away. One thing about Silver is that, she has the gift of her voice. And only Lupus knows about that. She can make anyone do what she wants as long as they have even a tiny bit of interest, respect, affection and desire for her.

"Sebastian, hold her shoulders. If she twitches while I’m on the spinal sheath, she’s paralyzed." Sebastian stepped into her field of vision. His hands were heavy, cold, and iron-strong as they clamped onto her collarbones. "Do it now, Voss. The King is about to tear the building down." The first cut was a sharp, biting cold. Elodie didn't feel the pain—the silver had numbed the surface—but she felt the invasion. The slide of steel through skin. The wet sound of tissue being parted. "I see it," Voss whispered. "It’s silver-cased. Tiny. The bastard who tucked this in knew his anatomy. It’s fused to the C2 vertebra."

She looked at the wound and noticed that the arrow , luckily , didn't go too deep . " Your wound isn't too deep . I wonder why you are sweating so much . " said Kiara and slowly touched the arrow . " Because it is made from silver . Everything in this place is made from silver which is a troublesome material for us vampires . It will make us feel dizzy , it will make us have a fever and body fatigue . In short......it is like some kind of poison if it penetrates our skin . The silver here is really pure . For this reason, I started to feel weird when we were in the hole there . " said Eskylriuous with a serious tone as his breath started getting heavier .

Chapter 70. The entire hall became so silent. Everyone had their eyes on Greg and it wasn't looking so nice for him. Ava knew she had made the right decision to make that recording back at the office. "Hey, give me that." Lily hissed and tried to grab the phone from her hand. Just then, Mr. Silver appeared beside Ava and stopped Lily's hands from touching his woman. "Don't you ever dare touch my woman ever again." He warned with blazing fire in his eyes.

I whispered, shutting my eyes briefly to swallow down the emotions before they spilled out. “As you wish.” She stated, having the other maids dismissed, but just as she was about to leave, I stopped her with a question, "What's the signal?” “What?” She asked, turning to me with a puzzled expression. I turned to her briefly, “To know when it's time to leave.” “Ah, yes.” She smiled at once and knocked on the wall thrice. “That's the signal. Is there anything I can help you with, Mrs Silver?”

You are pathetic. Valerie, listen to reason! Kenneth pleaded, his voice losing all its diplomatic polish as he leaned toward his camera. The southern warrior packs are completely immune to silver because of your micro dosing trials! The global corporate balance has shattered! The High Council had to secure a tactical countermeasure to ensure our own biological survival! We cannot be left defenseless!

He stumbled, falling into the bloody snow. Silas Vane smiled, lifting a heavy, glinting weapon from the ground. It was a massive, weighted net, the thick fibers woven with a shimmering, metallic thread. Silver. "No!" I screamed, but my voice was swallowed by the roaring wind. Silas threw the net with perfect, practiced precision. It soared through the air, expanding like a spider's web, before crashing down directly over Eldrick’s massive black body. The moment the silver fibers touched his fur, a horrific sizzling sound echoed through the canyon.

He wanted me to speak. Silver. The word was at the tip of my tongue, but I wasn’t sure if I should say it. It was too... obvious. But Mr. Thompson’s expectant gaze was enough to push me into speaking. “Silver?” I said, a little hesitantly. Mr. Thompson nodded. “Correct. Silver is a werewolf’s kryptonite, their main enemy. Now, Hazel, stand up and tell me, what happens when a werewolf touches silver?” “Uh… how would I know?” I stammered. “I’ve never encountered any werewolves…”