Green Lantern Vs Silver Surfer Novels & Stories

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

Cadogen rolled his eyes. “The same thing.” Kael stood with his hands fisted at his side. For a moment those fists were my mothers fists. My mothers fists were coming at my face. I shook my head “We are not the same. We are different species.” Kael’s chest was heaving. Cadogen stood gracefully. “Both have magical powers, both live in magical lands, both have pointy ears.” Cadogen gestured toward Kael's ears. Which I hadn’t noticed before. His ears were short pointed like a dagger. They accentuated his sharp features. That must be why I hadn’t noticed them before. Power started to bubble around Kael’s hands. I scooted my chair back trying to get away from him. The chair made an awful scraping

They attack him and he, as if it would not cause him any trouble, wipes them out with a dark wave. He’s about to attack a wolf on the ground when I step in front of him and with a paw, I send him flying farther away. “Nicolette.” “Darren, did you want to have fun without me?” “He’s strong, don’t underestimate him.” The man stands back and shows me his face, his yellow eyes are the first thing that strike me. His left cheekbone is marked with a long scar....he is...Silver? “And here’s the woman I came to this awful place for...Apocalypse, or rather Nicolette.”

Calder grabbed my arm, stopping me just long enough to shout: “Touch her and you could burn-” Too late. I caught her shoulders. And it felt like grabbing lightning. Pain tore through me, ripping through muscle and bone. My breath vanished. Every nerve in my body misfired. But I didn’t let go. “Rafe!” Jaxon snarled, pulling at me. “Idiot. Move!” “Don’t touch him!” Lana screamed. “Don’t touch either of them, you’ll ground the surge!” Rayna’s eyes snapped open. Silver. No whites. No pupils. Just molten moonlight.

Liam Rose spent the next couple days sleeping a lot. It was the recovery I knew she needed. Her wolf had no experience processing silver, and I could tell my own wolf was absent quite frequently, helping his mate to guide her through. Silver and werewolves was tricky business. Silver affected just the wolf, but with how closely connected the human and wolf were, silver would kill them both. The way us Wulvers had evolved, though, the wolf could pull away from its human counterpart. With no body to kill, the wolf recovered. Some of the stronger wolves, like Lya’s, could process it much quicker and return faster, or even do it in tandem.

No screams. No fear. Only power. Endless. Ancient. Waiting. Selene didn’t rise. She exploded. A roar unlike anything Aria had ever heard erupted through her soul. Not wolf. Not human. Something older. Something divine. Silver light burst from her body. Brighter than fire. Brighter than moonlight. Brighter than anything mortal. The giant warrior froze. His blade stopped inches from her chest. Not because he chose to. Because he couldn’t move. The air itself had changed.

In fact there was no injury on my arm, just small blood. “She is not affected by silver and she heals super fast” he said, rubbing my arm. Silver growls, slapping his hand off. I look at him, something is definitely wrong with my mate today. “Okay so she has awesome reflexes, she is not affected by silver and she heals faster than us” Silver said, dropping my hand. “Why don’t you try cutting yourself, maybe you might heal fast like me,” I said. Silver nods, cutting himself. He hissed as the silver knife burnt him but he healed immediately.

Confusion and fear replaced the madness in their eyes as they regained consciousness. Tears of relief welled up in my eyes as I witnessed the miraculous change. Silver's power was beyond anything I could have imagined, and she used it to heal and restore our clan members. I had always known that the bond between a Silver Moon Wolf and their human counterpart was strong, but I had never realized the extent of their power. Then, I turned my gaze towards Lucas's battle. He had completely lost his sanity, consumed by anger and a thirst for blood. He brutally bit through any black wolves that tried to get close to him. Even Rennes showed a rare expression of fear. Lucas, he's getting worse.

I hissed back, watching the man’s pitch-black eyes narrow angrily at me. “Is that a threat? Michael Gotham?” Wolverine Silver whispered so quietly that I almost wasn't sure he had spoken. Icy shards of glass slithered down my back to freeze over at the base of my spine. Of all the wolves at the table, it was Wolverine Silver I was most worried about. He had gotten his name because he was somehow immune to silver. Wolverine was a shredded beast on the battle field who could withstand silver attacks even better than us Alphas. We needed him on our side.

But the more she used her power, the more the Drought smiled. "Yes," the creature hissed. "Give me your shadows. Give me the moisture of your soul. I will drink it all." Suddenly, a streak of white light tore through the sky. Lucas landed between Audrey and the Drought, his silver arm glowing with an intensity that rivaled the sun. But he wasn't attacking with fire. He was using the silver to conduct the heat away from Audrey. "You want to drink?" Lucas roared, his voice metallic and grand. "Drink the Silver!"