Httyd Silver Phantom Novels & Stories

Silver Dust? My hand froze in mid-air. "Good. Keep giving her the injections. Double the dose. She can't get her wolf back, not until Selene completes the succession and claims her birthright as Alpha of the Red Fang pack." That was Kael's voice. My mate. My Alpha. "But Alpha, prolonged exposure to Silver Dust will shatter her wolf's soul…" "I said, keep injecting her! She thinks it’s Lunar Essence to help her recover. She’ll never suspect a thing."

“Hold up!” The Silver Swallow’s expression changed as he swiftly shone his flashlight on Carson Yorke, Demi Watt, and Master Lund again. When his gaze fell on Master Lund, the Silver Swallow snorted. “Isn’t he under the Puppet Spell? He can’t think and is just a zombie. Are you telling me that he needs fresh air too?” As soon as they heard that, Carson and Demi’s expressions changed. Tyr, who was lying on the floor, slowly pulled out the Ormr Dagger.

Vials of something silver. "You destroyed my research," Moss continued. "Set me back years. Cost me millions." He smiled. It looked wrong with the burns. "So I've decided to move to Phase 2 early. See, I don't need your blood anymore. Maya's blood gave me enough data to synthesize a substitute. It's not as effective as the real thing. But it works." He held up one of the vials. "I'm calling it Eternal Silver. And I'm selling it to the highest bidders. Council members who want to live forever. Alphas who want to maintain power indefinitely. Anyone with enough money and desperation."

He did not care at all what Collins was doing on the border or what his wolf was dreaming about in the dark. Why should he go through the agonizing pain of tracking a ghost? Collins flipped through the medical sheets once more, then shoved them away in frustration, the paper crinkling under his palms. Then, he turned back to the glowing terminal and searched Ada Lube’s name on the regional pack registry. News about the Silvercrest Holdings leader very quickly flashed before his eyes. The keywords on the headline boards showed up in bold, blood-red font across the network screen. [775 MILLION SILVER PIECES FOR A RITUAL PAIRING.]

"Valkyrie Two and Three, deploy Silvermist protocol. Blanket the target area." The other two drones swooped low over the ocean, their wings angling with impossible grace. They released a fine, shimmering mist from their dispersal pods, a glittering cloud that descended upon the churning water. The "Silvermist" was one of Katherine's more elegant and brutal inventions: an aerosolized silver nitrate compound, molecularly bound to a clinging agent. Harmless to humans, but agonizingly, flesh-meltingly corrosive to most supernatural creatures, especially werewolves and the magically summoned beasts they controlled.

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.

Neal, "I recently just managed to sell out a large part of my older stock of silver, and it was quite the profit. Take it now before I change my mind." "Oh, well," I say with a smile, "I'll gratefully accept it." Mr. Hoyt nods before pulling out the chain from the showcase and setting on the counter, before going over to Tula and Hala. Machiv and Syl are looking at some ear cuffs, some with zircon, and Syl decides to buy a plain surface silver cuff. Tula and Hala also purchase a few pairs each, and with my silver necklace Mr. Hoyt enjoys our business.

I nudge Silver who turns to me, “I get what’s going on halfway but you said mom’s with the nomad’s Luna right? Can you try to link her to her mate? Maybe she can- “It’s no use Heather, they might not know the poor condition she had been in before we got there but, I’ve been injected wolfsbane so I can’t really mind link anyone properly. I barely got to you” “Oh…I see. That sucks” The nomads have been fooled to think their Luna is being well looked after, not knowing she had been in a terrible state and almost lost her baby. If we don’t get to them soon then they- wait, wolfsbane?! I give him a wide-eyed look and he brings his index to his lips with a smile, "Sshhh". 'This crazy idiot'. I sco

He is Winsor Sloth Silver, who are the rest? Cyro chuckled, >No Kitten, I’m Wrath Cyro Silver, it’s easier to say Wrath is my second name, that’s why Dante introduced us like that but Dante is Sloth Winsor Silver, Koda is Lust Liir Silver, Kane is Gluttony Yaira Silver, Valentino is Envy Zevulun Silver, Orion is Pride Hael Silver, Mateo is Greed Accius Silver.< Phoenix looked at Cyro blankly. Half of what he said didn’t register, but he didn’t want his mate to know this and asked, >Why Silver?<

It was honestly quite strange, and Gretel sat there, fixed at her seat, as Silver talked, and talked, and kept on talking, before talking a little more, and then topping it all off with a little more talking, as if talking was the only thing that he could possibly do, and was the one and only way forward in the situation that he was in, as if talking was his one true calling, and it was his destiny to talk, and talk, and talk, never stopping or ceasing for breath as he kept on the road of talking and chatter. Gretel, after a bit, became steadily more and more concerned for his lungs and throat. It was a surprise that he was still going on, now discussing batteries and their usage and how lon