Gokaiger Silver Novels & Stories

Gadgil showed the silver follicle to Sherlock. Some other agents came along to inspect it. “According to the scanners, this silver hair is also producing similar readings as that piece of rock.” “How strange.” Sherlock started to become intrigued by the silver hair. He placed the strand into a transparent vial which he put into another device for further analysis. The result showed the atomic composite as well as a mixed DNA helix relative to a bipedal creature. “What did you find, professor?” Inquired a curious agent. “Do you think the strand came from one of the cattle?”

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

It was clear right from day one that Sierra isn't as welcoming as Angela, which didn't really bother me as I also didn't want to be part of the family; sooner or later I would be leaving. I walked to the watch section, my eyes falling on a particular black sleeve rolex. For some reason, the watch reminded me of Sage. It is a masterpiece that would suit his wrist, and part of me wanted it for him but couldn't afford it. Besides, he has like a dozen or so collections that I'm sure he has never used. "You like it?" Sierra's voice came in, snapping me out of my thoughts. My lips drew back together. I only stared at her briefly before shaking my head, the air suddenly filling up with silence.

Damien rolled down his window at that threat. “Hello, friend,” he said smoothly, “That won’t be necessary today. We are on our way to Silver Tower, and I can make a quick call to sort this out.” Damien pulled a flat rectangular screen about the size of my hand from a concealed space next to him. “And, as I’m sure you know, silver only works on wolves from the South, not the North. It would sting and make us angry…” he trailed off.

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

"Are the Silverhounds only exclusive in the mountains of Erana?" "I believe so. Not many have seen it." "I don't remember anything much of it, but all I can recall is that the Silverhounds are much terrifying than the dire wolves." Vaughn raised a brow curiously. He has only seen a Silverhound once and it didn't even last for a minute. "How so?" "They're much bigger and their fur looked much thicker and glossier, it's like glass. They also jump a lot higher and are much faster than the normal wolves. And when they pounce on you- you won't even know it because they're very silent."

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.