Gokaiger Silver Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Something's wrong." We race to the walls where chaos greets us. Three of our patrol wolves are down, not dead but unconscious. Standing over them is a figure in a red hood. "Delivery for the Silver Moon Wolf," the figure says, their voice distorted. They throw something at my feet - a crystal vial filled with swirling silver liquid. "What is it?" I ask. "A gift from the Collector. And a message: Drink this, and you'll understand everything. Your true power, your destiny, how to control it. Don't drink it, and next time, these wolves won't wake up."

He was expensively dressed, with a designer watch that caught the light as he extended his hand in greeting. "Audrey Winter, isn't it?" His smile was practiced, showing just the right amount of teeth without appearing threatening. "I've heard about you. The rare female Alpha without pack affiliation." Great. Another wolf who saw me as some exotic curiosity. "And you are?" I asked, not bothering to hide my disinterest. "Mason Silver, of the Silver Ridge Pack," he announced proudly, as if I should be impressed. "Our territory borders the Northern Ranges. We control three silver mines and have exclusive trading rights with the Canadian packs."

Dad shakes his head. “What about silver dragons,” asks dad. “You said to read about the six different types of dragons,” says Owen. “I said there are six different types aside from the silver dragons,” dad says with an annoyed look on his face. “I guess I will have to cover that part for you. Listen up cause I’m only going to go over this once. Silver dragons are silver in color however, when the light shines on them they tend to shimmer a pastel rainbow color which makes them look exceptionally beautiful. They can control all the elements and they are the only dragons that are able to transform into humans and have the ability to teleport. This is due to the original silver dragon’s mother

"Wow. How old are you?" "I'm eighteen." I replied. "I should have known." He murmured, and I turned on the horse to look at him. "What do you mean, you should have known?" I asked. He looked down at me, and our eyes met. Our eyes had met several times in this very long night, but this time it was stronger, more synergic than other times. His electric blue eyes seemed to capture my stormy grey ones and hold on to it, and I could feel myself almost melting in his gaze.

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.

She walked over to his bedside and bent over. Dagger looked very much like her Rafe which he had cloned. She was amazing as he had cloned Rafe. Even Rafe's details were on his face. The pimples he had. The little splashes of freckles and even the little mold she noticed on Rafe when they first kissed was visible on Dagger's face. Wow! She was amazed. It amazed her but it also freaked her at the same time. Dagger had possessed an amazing and powerful superpower. He could control and manipulate anytime he wanted and that was too much power for a man like him. She perceived him to be a bad man and he was acting like one.

"The Wolf Queen wants another child." Kael said it while unfastening my nightdress. "You bear easily. Carry one more for her." Ten months later, I gave birth to a silver-eyed daughter. The midwife cut the cord, wrapped her in black cloth steeped in scent-severing herb, and carried her from the room before I could look twice. She was the second. Everyone at court knew that Seraphine had destroyed her moon-vein saving Kael and could never bear an heir. Otherwise, no daughter of Silvercrest would have been welcomed into the Wolf Keep. To Kael, I was never a partner. I was the Moon-Bound woman chosen to give the Wolf Queen children and the royal line its blood. No one asked whether I consented w

She cried, knowing Jacob's spell was still working on her even if he was several yards away from her on the other side of the factory! Lesley spun on her heel and kicked the siren in it's jaw. The male siren grunted, but stood strong against Lesley! "Oh...fuck. I don't want to pierce silver into your skin...but your gills are tempting me to do exactly that." The siren could hear her, loud and clear. Taking offense at her words, it shrieked a scream of anger and power, as if to assert dominance! The siren quietly watched the werewolf in front of him drag the knives out of her waist band. They were silver coated, diamond core to keep agility and obsidian at the tip to increase damage which goe

My spine lengthened. My shoulders broadened violently. The pain was unbearable. And yet my wolf welcomed it. Because this wasn’t just a shift. It was something else. Something ancient. Something powerful. Fur spread across my chest and neck. But it wasn’t dark like most wolves. It gleamed pale beneath the moonlight. Silver. Bright. Almost glowing. Aisha stared in disbelief. “She’s… silver.” Zira stepped back slowly. “Silver wolves only exist in legends.” Krager’s expression had gone completely still.

The beautiful girl in green covers her mouth with disbelief and the four peak emperor guards' faces are complicated like they are mixed with envy, anger and astonishment at the same time. This anomaly was caused by the twins in black servant outfits. Both of them have the same face but can easily be distinguished from each other by their eye color. The elder sister has golden eyes named Gold while the younger one has Silver eyes named Silver. Gold will always talk and always represent what the twins think while Silver is always quiet and only nodded sometimes to confirm what her sister had said.