Johnny Silver Hand Novels & Stories

I yell. “Mom!” I see Mark pick up Malayah and he takes off. Jack is on the ground crawling backwards. He is frightened. Davina is stalking towards him and her eyes are red. “Please stop her,” Jack pleas. I transform back. “Why should I,” I scoff. “I’ll tell you who is behind everything. I know who it is.” “As if I’d believe a word you say,” Davina says using her telepathy. “No I swear. I know who the silver dragon is that is after you. He wants your daughters now too. Especially if they end up being silver dragons.” This enrages Davina further.

“Dad… As for this, you can’t blame us for that person surely came prepared and that person’s skill could be on par with chief of the ‘Silver Hands Group’. Even second brother failed to discover it and it can be clearly seen just how good that person’s skill is.” Being the person who had suffered the most lost, Hugo had a bitter face as he explained. In seeing that Hugo had mention about the ‘Silver Hand’, Ryu slightly frowned because the ‘Silver Hand’ was a group of robbers with enormous reputation on the Radiance Continent. It was said that each and every one member of theirs had a completely exceptional skill and among the ‘Silver Hand’, the chief was the strongest. According to the rumour

He told him. Jun’s face lit up. "Where is he? Is he alright?" he asked, excited. "He won't be if we don't go where he is now." He told him. Jun’s face went serious. "What happened?" he asked. "Yuria sent a skilled assassin after him." the man answered. "A man named 'Silver'." He added. Jun’s eyes went wide. "This is bad." he said. Silver... he thought when he remembered that man’s eyes were as cold as the color of his hair – silver.

“How are you still alive? How...” I pressed my hand harder on his wound and leaned closer. “I don’t have time to talk to you about anything, and as much as I want to kill you right now, it seems someone has already done that for me,” I said through gritted teeth, pressing harder onto his wounds. His blood pooled out, staining my hand, followed by his low groans. “Tell me!” “Silver,” he answered. Silver? Maybe I’d heard him wrong, or somehow, he was messing with me to get on my nerves. “What is it about Silver?”

Well, even more reasons they should die, no one should know my face or gender, yet. By the time Jonah came to me, the last warrior was being held in a chokehold and I slammed him on his own sword. “I feel useless.” He sighed. “Wanna be useful? Help clean this up. This place is close to a market and people will flip seeing this much blood.” I noted. Jonah folded his hands. “What are you doing around here?” I narrowed my eyes at him, and marched to him, my both hands covered with blood. “Don’t ask, Jonah. I’m Your Silver, I can be anywhere.”

Her pussy clenched around his fingers as his breath fanned her neck. “Y.yes please” she moaned, tears falling down her face. Silver removed his fingers and it was coated with her juices, he put it in her mouth. “Suck” he commanded. And just like that octavia licked her juices off his fingers. Silver smirked. “Such a good girl” he said, removing his finger. He took his dick in his hand and rubbed it in her entrance, rubbing her juices on his shaft. Then without warning he slid into her violently.

, he grumbled as he rose on his feet, grabbed the crimson blade hung behind the doorway and he stripped it into his waist quiver. "Once the Full Moon is activated by the Heavens, my marble will be spotted by all the wolves of the earth, including these draconic dark wolves who sent me out of their pack for not having the same dark furs as them. I swear on my Mum, you'll never get your hands on it", he whimpered as he beat his chest and sprinted out of his room. He's Tigreal, the universe's lone Silver wolf; possibly there are others? He wasn't sure because he'd never met someone like him before.

When Silver's wolf understood that his strenght was no match to mine, he cralwed in to the back of Slilver's head and disppeared. As soon as his wolf was gone, Silver lets out a sigh of relief and the death grip he had on my arm lossened. I stared at Silver, wondering if I should ask him why he was so hell bent to help Zinnia... Haden's daughter. But I decided against it. It could wait for another day. "You okay?" I asked when Silver finally caught his breath. "Yeah. I'm fine." He whispered as he rubbed his chest in a circular motion, trying to sooth the pain.

Cain said, stepping forward. “Oh, well. It does not matter either way.” Silver pulled his dagger out of his boot, slicing along his hand before handing the knife to Cain. Cain did the same and they shook hands. “I promise that I am not a traitor. If I ever turn over to the dark side, may I die on the spot, bleeding from all my openings,” Silver said, reading those curses like he was listing items off a menu. The joined part of their hands glowed a bright silver for a moment, sealing the pact.

Silver The tension in the room was suffocating. I didn’t even know when Henry stepped between me and his father, his body serving as a wall. I could see the muscles in his neck straining, could see the way his hands were clenched into fists. He was holding himself back. Barely. "Father," Henry said, his voice sharp and cold. "This is Silver. She's the girl who was in the crash with me." Mr. Williams barely acknowledged me. His eyes flickered in my direction for the briefest moment, cold and dismissive, like I was nothing more than an inconvenience. A mosquito buzzing around his head. Then he turned back to Henry.