Gokaiger Silver Novels & Stories

Silver looked up from rubbing his ankle, saw Adam Pierce standing over him from his enormous height, dark eyebrow cocked. Adam owned The Rock Fighting Club with his best friend Nick Spenser, and Silver liked them both very much. Nick was a former karate champion, and Silver had been training intensively with him for five years, and those sessions were one of the best parts of his life. “Yeah.” Silver shrugged, reminding himself to stop by the drug store on the way home and pick up some painkillers. “Stupid move. Wasn’t thinking, really.”

" He looked at us. The red in his eyes didn't fade, but it stopped looking scary. It just looked... powerful. "We're going to rebuild," Mathias said. "But not like before. No more hiding. No more asking for permission." He walked to the desk and picked up the Kyanite Heart. "We are the Silverfang Pack," he said. "And from now on... we bite back." We stood there, the three of us. A Hybrid King, a Warrior Prince, and the Human Queen who held the leash. The sun was fully up now, burning away the mist. The world outside was broken, covered in ash and ruin. But inside this room? Inside this room, we were unbreakable.

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.

Samantha growled as her aura flared. “Yes, Alpha!” Greg said as he kissed Penny on the head before handing her and the other pup to a kitchen worker. His mind link swept over us. He and Daren both pulled their silver teeth from their pockets and snapped them in their mouths. These were similar in fashion to Samantha’s, although these were more akin to Invisalign braces and could be removed. But, just like Samantha’s, these would stretch and mold into their wolf’s fangs; essentially coating their fangs with silver. All the titled members and elite fighters had them. This is the meaning of SilverFang.

Erika put the utensils on the table, picking up the ones that were out of place. -You have excellent hands- the cut was precise and left movement -I love it, I think I already know where to turn whenever I'm in trouble- Erika smiled. -Whenever you want, your presence is pleasant- -You are quite formal for being so young- Silver got up and adjusted the clothes -You make me feel that I am an old woman. The omega smiled again. -Sorry, it's a custom- -Whatever you say- Silver paid the cost of the services at the checkout receiving a discount for being known to one of the employees -Erika I'll wait for you outside- she said and went out into the street.

The symbol portraying the boat with the flying sail hadn't been on G****e. Derek had spent hours scrolling through the internet, but had come up with nothing. By the end of his search, however, he had been sure of two things... The manufacturers of the silver weapons weren't a legal company. And they really didn't want to be found. His final option had been to employ a hacker to scour more thoroughly through the World Wide Web. For his troubles, he'd been rewarded with one location—Port of Chicago.

“What are you laughing at, gorgeous?” he asked Zoe now. “Turning me down again?” “Yep. Unequivocally.” “Awwww.” Silver looked heartbroken. “How will I go on? How? How?” Keira giggled now, and Silver looked down at her, then he bent and scooped her up into his arms. She squirmed happily when his bushy beard tickled her face, and he grinned at her. “You, little miss, are amazing. Me and Mommy should be celebrating your milestone, huh?”

"Can I help you?" "I've brought your blanket back, and some of my housekeepers wonderful ginger biscuits s a thank you for trying to rescue me." "Oh, it's you? sorry I didn't recognise you with your clothes on." Saffy gave a slight grin, Jack raised a brow and quirked his mouth, "I suppose that comment was par for the course," he half-heartedly grumbled. Silver was rolling on his back. His tail wagging like crazy and with his mouth open and laughing as much as a wolf could. "Fuck off, you oversized poodle," Jack said, linking to Silver, which made Sliver roll about even more.

Bozo nodded to the commander, just as his squire handed him his helmet. “A question sir,” Chimba stammered, “I just want to know why? There are still kingdoms out there, waiting to bow down to your sovereignty. Why choose this cursed village? Why walk us into a diseased land? And all for what, for the Hawk? Another one of your subjects?” Bozo smiled and wore the helmet. It was made of silver but had been shaped like the face of a bull. Chimba’s sudden curiosity was beginning to get on his nerves, but he tried to swallow the man’s ignorance. He would reserve Chimba’s punishment for later.

No vampire has dared to come near; they are even scared of Archie. “I will keep my pace,” she said. “Okay, let’s shift and run around the woods,” Silver said. I nod my head and watch them shift. Octavia is a white wolf, and Silver is a black wolf. Their fur is so cute and sparkling, and Silver is bigger than her. They are both huge, and just one paw will cause a deadly injury. They both purred at themselves, moving closer to each other, but I stayed in their middle, my hand on their snout.