Fnaf The Silver Eyes Characters Novels & Stories

“Silver. I choose silver as my safe word.” “I like it. Can I ask why you chose it?” Ryan questioned. “It’s the color of your wolves’ eyes.” I replied with a shrug. “I’ve never seen wolves with silver eyes before but they’re beautiful, just like your hazel eyes. Two low growls rumbled around me as they closed the space between us again. “It’s perfect, Angel” Ryan approved. “I fucking love it!” Reegan added. I felt my insides melt at their praise, followed by a healthy dose of fear at what I had gotten myself into.

“They’ve always been proud. Alpha Victor doesn’t ask for help easily.” “He will this time,” Ronan replied. “He’s desperate.” I didn’t answer right away. My mind went quiet — but not empty. The moment Ronan said the name Silvermoon, an image came unbidden. Red hair. Green eyes. Dirt on her face. Fear in her eyes. I looked away. “I see.” Ronan crossed his arms, studying me. “You’re thinking again.” “I always think.” “Not like this,” he said with a smirk. “This is your brooding face. Who’s got you looking like that? Another Alpha? Or…” he tilted his head, “a woman?”

"A girl and a boy. The girl has your silver in her eyes. The boy has your gray." I paused. "Our gray. Three generations of it." My throat moved. "They need to know who you are. Not what the forest made you. Who you were before. I need you to hold on long enough for them to know that!" The silver eyes flickered. Then Dorian Vane said "Now!" and three Ashmoor soldiers drove into my father's white wolf from the sides and the distraction broke whatever had been holding and the forest

My lungs refused to function. Standing about ten feet away, surrounded by a faint, swirling aura of hot silver sparks and golden fire, was... me. An exact, literal carbon copy of myself. He had the same messy dark hair, the same grey sweatpants, the same scuffed boots. But his eyes,,, his eyes weren't normal. They glowed with an intense, terrifying mixture of Fenrir's silver and Daekan's gold, bleeding together like molten metal poured into the same crucible.

she answered, gulping loudly. “Our intel says he’s staying with an ally in the woods. The Horizon lady has assumed charge over Eclipse, but there’s no binding blood moon to her pact.” “I don’t care about Natasha or Rune. I’m worried about Silver,” I stated. “I can’t protect her from in here, reading books, meditating, and drinking fucking tea. I need to get to her!” “No!” she blurted. “Gramps said you made a deal to stay if you lost, and you did lose. So relax. We’ll send some of our people to assist them, and Jane will join them soon.”

My eyes remained closed while I moved my body to the gentle yet sensual rhythm of the music playing in the background. I could feel multiple sets of eyes of men watching me. Men from different states and species who came all the way here to watch me. That might impress other women but me. I feel nothing but annoyance and frustration. I only wanted to do my job, who knew things would turn out this way? Who knew that I would be a famous belly dancer? Out of all the eyes watching me, three pairs of eyes weighed differently. They belong to the Alpha of Silver Fang, one of the strongest packs in the world, his brother Lance, and Seymour, the infamous vampire king who hated socializing with everyo

Genuine. Terrifying. Because if he was afraid— Then whatever was coming was worse than Omega. Worse than Ethan. Worse than everything we’d seen. The footsteps grew louder. Closer. Closer. Then figures emerged from the darkness. At first I thought they were soldiers. Then I saw their eyes. Silver. Every single one. Dozens of them. Men. Women. Children. All with the same silver glow beneath their skin. All staring directly at me. The tunnel went silent.

Silver announced and my eyes glistened with expectation. "We managed to pull up the data that concerned everyone and we found out of that the only person that left the pack frequently was none other than your Luna " Silver announced and rolled his eyes in contempt and disgust. "When you say Luna, I'm assuming you mean Fraye, right?. " I asked, as anger was visible on my fce "Yes, I mean Fraye." Silver corrected humslef immediately. It still hurts to know that my mate is a harlot and sex freak who would turn out to be the future Luna someday.

“Relax pretty boy, no one is going to hurt you. I will explain everything you’ve just seen.” “Explain?” I shrieked. “Explain what? That Logan is an animal and Kayla is a vampire and you are…what are you?” “A wolf is what I am. And yes Kayla is a vampire.” Silver reached into her tight jeans and pulled out a small transparent box which she tossed at Kayla. It contained green contacts. Everything fell into place. Her eyes. I always thought they were strange but then again I never thought too much about them because my hormones were on a rampage the few times I spoke with her.