Gold Lost Silver Novels & Stories

She had large breasts. “Obviously, you know the reason. They don’t have what it takes to find the gold in the land,d but we have the machinery. We’ve done this with silver before, re and you know how that went down.” “We almost lost half of the pack to a battle, and if not for my lucky shot, they wouldn’t have surrendered to us.” I reminded him of the war we created after deceiving them to sell for a low price and making a whole ton of profit after selling it.

Who the f*ck was trying to hurt her now? Dr Tanish and Madame Psych were self-proclaimed mad. However, their madness never made them accomplish much as far as Greg could recall. The only thing they succeeded in making thus far was synthesizing silver with as little amount of silver ore as possible. Silver ore was not only difficult to extract and steal, it was getting less and less each passing year. The mad duo’s ‘revolutionary’ breakthrough was coming up with a chemical formula that made silver manufacturing possible with the most minute amount of silver ore, which, to Greg, was not great seeing that silver didn’t affect Lycans, and before Lucianne, the duke didn’t give a damn about werewo

I didn't actually have any intention of using, what I told Morning about the bullets being precious was true. Although the bullets were silver to maximize their lethality to wolves and shifters, they weren't as expensive as pure silver. Instead, the blacksmiths had come up with an ingenious way to cut down the costs. Instead of being pure silver, the bullets were an amalgam. They were mostly made of brass as per normal bullets, but they had a silver component imbedded as the head. It reduced the cost while still introduction silver to wolves in a lethal manner. But even with that method, silver was silver expensive. So it had to be managed in guns.

And protecting my wolf… is that why I shifted late? > “There is more to silver than just weakness…it adapts. Malleable under certain herbs. Reactive with heat. I tried mixing it with moonroot, It resisted. But with sunberry, it fused. What scares me most is the pattern. These metals…they’re everywhere.” > My pulse races. My fingers tremble on the page. > “Moonlit Pack has expanded trade beyond what Alpha Rowland promised. They’re not just refining metal now…they’re manufacturing it for things no healer should touch. And Pine Shadows knows. They’re waiting.”

She said and took her seat next to Marcus who had pulled a chair out for her. “What did you find?” I inquired. She looked up at me with no odd look whatsoever. “My team and I realized the recent attack on the border which resulted in some silver stolen, is in fact in the markets. And this just came in.” She passed each of us a document. I furrowed my brows, flipping through the pages. “What are we looking at?” “If you look at it closely, that is the ledger of the silver merchants. Their silver inventory and transaction records don’t match what they have in stock. And now they are forcing ignorant buyers to purchase confiscated silver.” Evelyn explained.

The silver bands around her flickered. The veins beneath the ground stuttered, their rhythm faltering. The presence roared, furious now. THIS IS NOT THE WAY. “Too bad,” I growled. “It’s ours.” Light exploded from the cut in my hand—not silver. Gold. Warm. Fierce. Alive. It surged across the platform, wrapping around Tyla, weaving with the silver instead of fighting it. Her scream broke off into a sharp gasp as the bands loosened, no longer constricting—aligning.

Hector's POV The explosive properties of the silver nitrate I created were known to disintegrate your opponent from within. I carefully mixed silver and nitric acid in a controlled environment to create silver nitrate. Through a process called chemical synthesis, the silver atoms bonded with the nitrate ions, resulting in the formation of silver nitrate. The explosive properties of silver nitrate were then harnessed for destructive purposes, causing the internal disintegration of the opponent upon contact. Keeping the weapon a secret was necessary since it was so deadly to wolves. However, here it was in front of us.

"I need you to step back." Parks looked at her hands. Then at Julian's face. "The gold line's documented use in silver-wound treatment," Claire said, keeping her voice completely steady, "is direct application of the healer's energy to the affected tissue. It interrupts the silver's metabolic pathway before secondary absorption begins." She held his gaze. "It's in the archive records. Your archive records." "I know," Parks said. He looked at her hands again. "I've never seen it done." "Neither have I," she said. "Step back."

As I turned the pages, a cold wave of shock and anger rushed through my veins. This was not a book of normal trade laws. It was a detailed, secret record of massive, illegal silver smuggling operations. Silver was the ultimate weakness of every Lycan. Pure silver metal could burn a werewolf’s skin, stop their supernatural healing, and weaken their inner wolf until they could no longer fight. Because of this extreme danger, the royal laws of the Crescent Phoenix pack were very strict. No one was allowed to import, trade, or hold large amounts of silver without the direct permission of the three princes.

"Hah. So much money to spare for a mere commoner, eh." "Gosh, he must be a higher aristocrat." In Arcland, 1 copper coin can buy a piece of fruit, 1 bronze coin can buy bread, butter and milk. 1 silver coin is equivalent to 1000 bronze coins and 1 gold coin is equivalent to 1000 silver coins. That's why everyone was so worked up after hearing someone bid 2,000 gold coins instead of silver coins. The host suppressed his grin and enthusiastically announced the winner of the first bid and gave the man who won a red card that would be his proof when he claimed the goods after the event.