Gokaiger Silver Novels & Stories

“You’re a monster. Love isn’t stolen!” Garrick rose, rage flaring. “Love? The Silverfangs killed my love! Took my mate and child! This is balance!” Liora gasped in pain, clutching her belly. “The baby… it hurts… please stop…” The mark pulsed violently. Gold veins crept up her neck. Her vision shattered— --- Years ago. A younger Garrick held a woman with silver eyes and a gentle smile. Her belly was round with life. “Our pup will be strong,” he whispered by firelight. “We’ll end the war.”

At least I had changed the first part of our fate. Silver Springs was famous for its natural geothermal steam rooms. Clara dragged Liam off to the buffet. Those two were always in sync when it came to food. It was good to see. Seeing her so innocent and carefree, I felt a wave of emotion wash over me. In this life, I just want my sister to be happy. I found an empty sauna. The steam rose, blurring the world around me. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment of peace.

His heart felt full of her acceptance of him as they devoured the white tailed buck. He hadn’t participated in their pack runs or pack hunts before, and although there were similarities to Dragonmoon, there were also many differences. Newblood revered her in a way that he had never even seen with Serburi, and they were considered royalty. He also had never seen silver wolves, gray, yes, but actually silver? And not just in coloring, but in a shimmering, practically glowing way. Every member of Silverclaw shared this aspect of their wolves. Subtle differences existed in the family, Samantha was larger and her claws were a blue that seemed to shine like stars, while the other’s claws were whit

CHAPTER 6: A Silver Goddess! Damian The strangest part was still being in her human form with all that lividness exuding from her. Tusk-sharp claws I would never imagine on a broken weakling like her. Scary canines exposed in a bitter snarl. Her naturally black hair waved thicker over her back with ancient silver streaks, gleaming no differently from the blinding light in her eyes, or do I call it blazing flames? The room burned hotter with every passing second.

He was tall—easily 6'5"—with hair so dark it swallowed the light and features so sharp they looked sculpted from granite. The air around him shimmered with suppressed power, the kind that didn't need to be displayed to be understood. ​ As I approached the table with a tray of fresh bacon, keeping my gaze locked on the tablecloth, a sudden, almost physical force slammed into me. It wasn't Kael's power, but something deeper, a jolt that went straight to my core. The bacon grease sizzled, and I nearly dropped the heavy tray. ​ I flinched, my eyes snapping up just for a second, to locate the danger. ​ And I looked right into his eyes. ​ They were a piercing, crystalline silver—the color of the m

Instead, their metal doors were stamped with a bright, shining symbol made of solid silver: a howling wolf head surrounded by three sharp silver swords. It was the Silver Crest. This was the official, terrifying emblem of the global Lycan Council. The vehicles stopped in a perfect line in front of the main building. The doors opened, and six elite Council executioners stepped out into the freezing wind. They wore heavy black leather coats with silver buttons, and their faces were completely covered by dark iron masks. They moved with a synchronized, chilling speed, their boots making heavy, rhythmic thuds against the white snow. Behind them walked a tall, older wolf with long white hair and

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

“Marriage is a liability I cannot afford. I will seal my position as Capo by slashing the throats of anyone who speaks against me. Not by some fucking marriage. It is never going to happen. Not today ,not tomorrow,not ever, Don Silver. Using his name caught his attention and I wished it hadn’t. His eyes shot up. I saw the split second of anger on his face before the schooled mask of calm slipped back on. “ At the expense of you seat as Capo?”, he asked in a dangerously low voice. A sharp intake of breath escaped from my lips in surprise. “ You will not-“ “You don’t get to tell me what I will and will not do Kian DaSilver.You will listen and listen good.!”

As I pounced on Thomas, a strange voice encouraged the action from the back of my mind. "Get him!" I froze in surprise, Thomas and Lily quickly following suit. "Who are you?" I asked the voice in my head. "I'm you. Rather, I'm your wolf. My name is Silver." I had a picture in my mind of a wolf the color of moonlight, her head held high proudly. "I'm Kendra." I managed. She smiled and dipped her head in recognition. "Daddy, I met my wolf!" I half pranced, half waddled over to my very startled father. "Daddy?" He was looking at me in awe. So was the whole pack.

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.